GORGEOUS MAFIA LOVES GUS

princess Ikbal's in the hostage

After Fatimah took care of everyone. Khanza's gonna get in the car. Rahma was still crying hugging her sister

" Umi ii i i!" Khanza ran back to hug Ira while crying.

Ira shed tears, the tears she had stopped now flowed again.

" Sister ?" call Najwa with a big doll.

" If you miss Najwa, hug this doll, it's real from Japan, it's the fine fur from the sheep you bought !" Najwa.

" Will you ?" ask Khanza.

" I'll buy it again, " said Najwa

Ira took off the necklace that was on her neck.

" Khanza knows, umi loves Khanza, the same as Najwa, this necklace, the contents of the pendant you three, umi did deliberately keep it, there are three !" Ira said get out of the box.

Khanza hugged Ira and cried again.

Ahirnya Khanza went to Samarinda, between Rayyen and Ikbal to the airport.

A wave of hands into Khanza's pain, seen from the windshield of the car.

" What is son ?" ask Ira.

" Shal di kasih uma Fatimah said she shal, to sukaan om Vais !" said Najwa

" Keep it well, for it is trust !" said Ira. Najwa.

On the way home from Ikbal and Rayyen airport, the bandits stopped him.

" So you're Khadijah's husband ?" ask the bandit boss, who looks like a rich man.

" Yes, what's up ?" ask Ikbal.

" Give Khadijah and his son, because I'm his biological father !" said the most handsome man among the others

" Will not be Syarifa, Ikbalatul asegaf, my daughter" Ikbbal said

" Well, if you don't want to give up well - my daughter, then I'll wear a kekesan !" remember the man, then leave.

Arriving at Ikbal's house recounted the incident earlier.

" I'm sorry Khadijah and Syarifa are we troubling you ?" Khadijah.

Ikbal hugged Khadijah carrying him to his chest.

" Mas took you, from the black world, then mas, should be able to defend you !" Ikbal.

" Se actually Khadijah is also often in terror ?" khadijah said, handing over his phone.

Ikbal.

" So right, he's Syarifa's biological father !?" ask Ikbal.

" Most likely yes, because at that time, he hired me for up to three months on madam, at a fantastic price, and he's the one who doesn't want to use security he let me go because he got caught by his legal wife !" khadijah's Story.

" I was made like a slave, there were no clothes covered there that there was only lingery, if it was a work holiday, maybe I was hard to walk, what else if I made it wrong food, food, I'm like an animal, in front of his theme I was raped !" Khadijah.

" It actually hurts when you hear your story in touch with another man, but this case must be revealed!" Ikbal. Khadija nodded

" We're Rayyen's place, because Rayyen's wife is a broad thinker!" Ikbal.

Khadijah.

They went to Rayyen's house just close by.

" What else ?" Khadijah asked Rayyen and Ira who were in front of the computer, and the file.

" Calculate, the money that goes into you !" Ira said without looking

Khadija.

" Ha ha ha, kidding, !" Ira Laughter.

" This is loh, teaching habibu to be a reliable businessperson !" said Ira.

" I think it's really !" Khadijah.

Ikbal tells the story of the threat of foreigners terrorizing Khadija.

" We investigate first, the man who brought it, the companion. loyal, or just a paid bandit "

" If our mercenary bandits would more easily conquer him, he would give up on the lure - the lure of money !" said Ira.

While the Khadijah mobile phone instruction reads. From foreign numbers

" On luodspeker only !" said Ira.

It was a threat from the enemy.

" If you still want your child then meet me, we'll mix love again like we used to !" enemy words.

Ikbal will speak up.

" Our Huf !" Ira immediately overcame him and smothered his mouth.

" Umi !" call Rifa at the connection.

" Where are you now, don't hurt my son !" khadijah said with tears.

" Our son, not your own son !" enemy word

" Where is ?" ask Khadijah.

" I'll share the lok, but on condition that you don't go to the police, and come alone, before you come here, tell your husband that you don't love him anymore, so you can't be found !" enemy words.

Ikbal continues to rebel, but his hand is already in Ira's lock.

Plaque. . ! tngan Ikbal landed on Ira's cheek after escaping Ira's grasp

" Fucker, you're gonna sell my wife again, and let my son die what ?" Ikbal.

" Why are you asking for an opinion, if you only want to hurt my wife! " shouted Rayyen clutching the collar of Ikbal's neck.

Ikbal held her hand, feeling regretful.

" If it wasn't my husband's sister, maybe you'd be dead I shot on the spot, for being brave with a girl !" Ira's eyes on Ikbal.

" Everyone must be freaking out, if his son's in a hostage, but not like you !" point Ira in Ikbal's face, Ikbal just quietly resigned.

" Don't ask me for an opinion anymore, because I won't help a sissy !" Ira Fist.

Rayyen then leads Ira into the room.

Khadija ran and prostrated himself at Ira's feet.

" I don't know anymore, ask who but you are !" Khadijah.

" To your god, without any intermediary !" said Ira cynically.

" I beg you, Mr. Humaira andreas !" khadijah said begging.

Ikbal sat down.

" I'm sorry, I'm just reflexing" Ikbal said.

" I'm ready to endure whatever you want to forgive me, sir !" Ikbal.

Ira folded her arms to her chest.

" Well, I'll help you, just so you'll stick with me !" said Ira.

" Thank you, sir !" Khadijah.

" I'll do it, as long as my son survives !" Ikbal.

" When do you call me sir !" ask Ira.

" Because we need your help" Ikbal said.

" When have you called me, you, you, and you ?" ask Khadijah.

" Since there's been a person who doesn't value others !" said Ira.