Degrees of My House

Season 2 ~ 170

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After a long journey, Al has now returned to rest in the apartment he had left a few days because he returned to his home country.

Al was welcomed by Aksa who had always stayed at Al's apartment at Al's request.

"As," called Al at Aska who was sitting at the study table while playing the phone. They are relaxing in Al's room. Al is lying on the bed and Aska is sitting on the sofa in Al's room.

Aska turned her eyes to Al. "Why?" ask Ask.

"Where is Runa's apartment?" ask Al. Aska knew everything. Al told me everything on the phone when he was in Indonesia. Until finally, Al asked Aska to investigate what happened here.

Aska sighed softly and straightened her back that was originally leaning. Aska walked towards the wardrobe and picked up some of the items she had picked up secretly from Runa's apartment.

"Hopefully Lo is not more sorry, Al," said Aska gave some items wrapped in cloth. After giving it away, Aska walks out of the room and leaves Al alone.

After Aska came out, Al slowly took the goods wrapped in cloth. Al's hand opened the cloth.

The first thing Al saw was himself being framed. "So you kept a picture of me a long time ago, Runa. If you're honest early, we've been happy for a long time" Al murmured.

Al turned the frame. 'Hope' the word written behind the frame. "But I also destroyed all your hopes of Runa" said Al.

Al put the photo down and took the next item. Al picked up a shirt that was there. Al's heart throbbed pain looking at the blood that had dried on the shirt.

Al immediately walked out of the room carrying the shirt.

"As," called Al to Aska who was sitting sweetly in front of the television with a glass of juice in front of her.

"Hem," said Aska without turning his eyes from the television screen.

"This is what, As?" tanya Al showed me the shirt.

Al. "That's Bella's shirt" replied Aska.

"Yes I know it's Runa's shirt. But this blood-"

"Bella's blood while being tortured for doing her duty to Allah" Aska replied cutting Al's words.

DEG

Al's heart seemed to want out of place. All her rude words for having said Bella was a very bad woman again filled her head.

"This is a lot of As?" al asked gently showed the red-stained shirt to Aska.

Aska nodded. "Sit Al. I have to say something to Lo" said Aska.

Al complied and sat down next to Aska. "There was a little girl who was brought to England by her father. Here, the child lives alone and lives with all the power he has. Her father left her alone here, Al. Every time he performed his duty as a Muslim, his Papa's letter, which was asked to monitor the situation and every movement of his movement, would provide mental training. Even he was once in the pasung because he was caught performing Al night prayers," Aska explained.

"As."

"And Lo knew Al, in order to gain the love of his Papa to return soon, he was willing to abandon his beliefs and chose to follow his Papa's wishes. Eventually the torture was reduced a little. Until one day, his father came to see him and told him that he would be married to his Papa's chosen people. He refused, Al. Until finally choosing to bring hope and reveal everything. But alas, the person he expected back gave the wound," Aska explained.

"As, I really don't know about this As," said Al.

Aska nodded. "We're both wrong, Al. We should be as his best friend. But we even consider every word a joke," said Aska also felt guilty. Because Bella has often coded them, but they actually.megap everything a joke and joke.

"Lo know where it all comes from, As?" ask Al curiously.

"One of Bella's Papa's men was the one who tortured Bella, Al," Aska replied.

"Picture frame," answered the brief Aska that Al was able to understand.

"We meet now, As," said Al. The two of them stood up and walked towards a wall covered by a large picture frame of Ibra and Dee which was deliberately displayed by Al there.

Al and Aska took off the photo and opened a door behind it. They walked into a secret room in Al's apartment. Only Aska and Al knew of this place. Al purposely made this place for his secret room keeping all the paintings he made. You remember that Al was very good at painting.

"Take me off, you bastard!" said the sturdy man.

"He's from Indonesia?" al asked Aska when he heard the man speak Indonesian.

Aska answered Al's question.

Al walked up to the man and gripped his jaw firmly. The two men's hands were in chains on the poles on his left and right sides.

"We are both bastards" said Al coldly. Do not forget the sadistic attitude of Ibra which also decreased in Al.

Al puts his hand on Aska. Aska who understood the meaning of Al gave a whip to Al.

Al sharpened his eyes before starting the action. Forgive Al, Umi. Inner Al remembers Dee.

SHAKY.

"Aaakhh "

SHAKY.

"Aakh. You're a real motherfucker, "the man shouted withstanding his pain.

"It's nothing more than my girl's pain" Al said staring intently at the man.

"Now tell me, where is your boss hiding?" al continued to ask the existence of Bima, Papa Runa.

The man smiled slanted. "If you meet him, death will come to you" said the man.

SHAKY.

The whip came back to the man's stomach. Al tried to ease his emotions so as not to cross the line. Al violently throws the whip to the floor and turns to grip the man's jaw firmly.

"Tell me, where's your boss?" ask Al again.

The man still chuckled not wanting to tell.

"Alright, that means you want them all to be photographed to suffer," Al pointed to a family photo held by Aska with her chin. Aska really did everything Al told her very well. With the power supply and the big names of Alan and Ibra, Al and Aska can carry it out with insignificant obstacles.

The man immediately trembled to see the family photo in Aska's hand.

"Don't hurt my family" said the man, turning heartily.

"It's still a pity that the family turns out," said Al bluffing. Of course it was just a bluff, Al wouldn't do such a thing.

"I'll tell you, but don't involve my family."

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