Aak Thugs Me With You

Who are You

The helicopter carrying Aisyah also descended safely on the roof of the villa which Aisyah said was very super luxurious.

Aisyah was welcomed as the Queen of the Kingdom at the residence of the famous gangster leader in this country. Aisyah's feeling of fear. The shadow of the torture he would experience here was already visible in plain sight. An assistant there even invited himself very politely.

Aisha still could not believe what she saw. A super luxurious building was in the middle of this wilderness. *Oh My Go*d, this is amazing. From the top looks some small house neatly lined around the Villa, maybe it's the house or the room of the workers here thought Aisyah.

Aisyah was trembling even more when the assistant took her into the elevator which meant that hell for her was getting closer.

"Oh my God, please protect me," said Aisha. Aisha tried to calm down. Her dream is to persevere and keep her chastity for the sake of her beloved heart. That's Aak the thug he loved so much.

The Big Boss' assistant had taken him to a living room that he thought was beautiful like heaven. "Oh my God, this place is beautiful. This is what is called heaven but hell" Aisyah muttered.

"Please sit Miss!" said the gunman. Aisyah glanced at the man but she kept on following him.

The creepy man stood away from her. It was very quiet here, only a few times he heard a voice like a bird chirping. Unfortunately the sound of the bird even made Aisyah more afraid. Afraid of not being able to hear the sound of birds again, after the bastard who had taken away his freedom would marry her.

Long Aisyah waited, almost two or three hours Aisyah did not know. What the guy was actually doing. Even to meet his captive alone took nearly three hours, Inner Aisyah.

Aisyah continued to wait and kept waiting. He did not dare to ask the man who had been guarding him. How could he dare to look at the long barrel weapon in his hand alone had made Aisyah shudder in horror.

Instantly Aisyah remembered the photo she had seen at Deren's residence. The gun was exactly what he had seen in the photo. Ah ... no, no. My thugs' Aak gun is cooler. He looks more handsome and dashing than the man behind him. Back Aisyah was playing wildly with her mind. Without Aisyah noticing, Aak the thug has been able to shift his attention. Even in this situation Aisyah still had time to compare the good looks of the man she loved with other men. Jesus Aisyah, Ayesha.

Aisyah looked at the clock on her wrist. The clock shows at 13:20 p.m. Which means the dhuhur prayer time has arrived.

"Sorry guard, may I pray?" ask the guard.

"Of course Miss, let me take you to the mushola" replied the man.

"Well, mushola. Here let there be a mushola too," murmured Aisyah.

Aisyah followed the gunman. Back Aisyah's eyes were amazed by the interior design in every accuser of this house. How rich that bastard was inner Aisyah again.

Aisyah's footsteps stopped when she saw the mushola meant by the guard. It is a place of worship for Muslims like him. Even when compared to the mushola mushola in the villages or the mushola that he saw, this mushola is the champion. Beautiful, golden try even very clean. There is a kind of water shower to take the water of ablution, maybe that water it directly came from the source. Very clear and clear.

"Is the owner of this house also praying?" inner Aisyah, asked and kept asking herself. Or is it just ??? ah no, no. Why am I thinking about that bastard. Asiyah's focus is on focusing, focusing on not making anyone who holds you mad and hurt you. Inner Ayesha again.

Aishaj performed his worship very solemnly. Complying in front of the kholiq is the best thing for him. For several days she was held captive by her stepmother, Aisyah never performed her obligatory worship at all. Let alone obligatory worship, in order to make her hajadnya Aisha had to wait for Titin to remember her.

Aisyah complained and continued to complain about her fate to the owner of her life. Aisyah pleaded and asked for the best path for her. Do not even forget Aisyah expressed to the kholiq about her purity. He wanted to keep it only for the man he loved.

The guard was very patient apparently, he remained silent in his place. Without protesting or telling him to hurry, it's really strange. She's sandra or something, confused as well.

***

On one side, the Red Torch gangster leader did not accidentally meet Aisyah. He was indeed gathering strength to resist the attacks that might have occurred.

Patrio did not want if the palace that he built like heaven became a bloodbath of people who are stupid according to him.

"Never let them touch this place!" the Patrio orders the leadership of his army.

"Well Sir!" firmly answer.

"Where is my future paradise?" ask him again.

"Mushola Sir," he replied.

"Was he a child (meaning big boss)?" ask Patrio.

"I don't think sir, it's just his small body!" answer again.

"Hemmm, have him wait for me in the room you've prepared. I wanna see it?" commando Patrio.

"Ready Sir!" the man replied, and then he resigned.

***

In the living room Aisyah was still faithfully waiting for her death. Although he tried to calm himself many times, Aisyah was still agitated.

Aisyah heard the sound of footsteps, she closed her eyes. His fearful thoughts began to come. Is this the angel of death God? Inner Aisha began to fear.

Aisyah was wrong, who came was not the person she thought of. Welcoming the guard man is also like the man who escorted him earlier. The man just walked up to his friend and just whispered to her. I don't know what they're talking about, maybe they're planning to execute me or something, I don't know. Aisyah only glanced at a glance when the man gave her instructions to follow in his footsteps.

Aisyah was invited to a small house neatly lined up there.

"Oooh, this isn't the house I saw from above. Not small anyway, they were like hihihi's contract," muttered Aisyah jokingly to herself.

"Please come in Miss!" said the man. Aisyah did not answer, she just complied. Enter into the house that he might inhabit during his time as a concubine of the King's pakduka.

Aisyah was again amazed by the house that she thought was like this contract. Slowly but surely Aisyah kept stepping in. How shocked Ayesha was when she got inside. There's a big tall man, probably a tall thug. Her body is so heavy. Doesn't look old, Aisha's mind . There was only gray hair on some parts of his head.

When Aisyah stopped her steps, the man turned her back. Aisyah was surprised again, because she felt that the man was really familiar to her. Unfortunately Aisyah forgot what the name of the man was, which Aisyah obviously often saw. But what's his name, where he sees whatever he forgets.

Their eyes met, the man who looked worthy of being his father was no less surprised. Perhaps Aisyah was also considered familiar to him.

"Why do you shut up, introduce yourself!" said the man.

"I am Ayesha Nur om" replied Aisyah trembling.

"Hmmm,"

"Om Patrio Guran's name isn't it?" ask Aisyah lancang. Of course the Patrio was astonished, from where the girl knew her name.

"Where do you know my name?" ask the man.

Aisyah recalled that she often saw a picture of the man on the wall of her house in Samarinda.

"I often see Om on the wall of my house, Eh .. I mean in it loh om, in what is the name yak?" said Aisyah stammered with nervousness. The man only frowned, not understanding what Aisyah meant.

"Who, where. Don't beat around the bush or I'll blow your head off!" hardik the man.

"What is his name. In the photo om, on the frame!" answer Aisyah. Oh, my God, Aisha you're looking to die. What if he's angry at Aisyah's inner self again.

The patrio continued to look at him in disbelief, shortly after his consciousness returned. The trio asked again, "Who are you?" tanyakanya. Aisyah just gawked tam believing in what she heard.

Isn't he a sandra, isn't he a tool to pay debts. Why did this man ask who he was. Could it be that the person who owed him so much, that he forgot his sandra. Aisha was confused as to what to answer.

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