HITCHAK LOVE HEAD OF MOTORCYCLE GANG

CHAPTER 6

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Syifa is running out of power and sound. His shout was ignored by Zidan and Lynna. His efforts to get out of the warehouse were unsuccessful. There was no other way but the door that was now being locked from the outside by Zidan.

Syifa fingered the wall looking for a light switch. However, when pressed repeatedly the lights do not want to light up.

“Yes Allah, the lights are off,” shimmies Syifa. Then lean against the wall. Syifa sighed. His body relaxed, and sat on the floor hugging his knees. Then she was sad because she could not thwart the obedience that has now been done by her husband.

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The bridal room that should be used to combine love with his wife, Zidan used to fondle other women. Without feeling sinful both spent the night together with full of intimacy like a husband and wife.

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Azan dawn melodious melodious break the silence, greet the eardrum of every human being. Syifa who had originally fallen asleep in a sitting position leaning against the wall of the warehouse was awakened. Syifa's slender body jumped in shock as she opened her eyes and found the room pitch black. He forgot that he was locked up in a warehouse.

After her consciousness was gathered, Syifa again banged on the door and shouted to open the door. However, until dawn after dawn, no one came to open the door. Syifa was forced to roast using dust attached to the walls of the warehouse. Then perform dawn prayers using clothes attached to his body. He uses socks anyway. So the aura is closed.

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Lynna nodded, her eyes twitching and then woke up.  When he looked to his right side, Zidan was still asleep.

“Hey, my wild horse, wake up!” lynna said spoiled, shaking Zidan's shoulder.

Zidan only responded with a mutter. Then justify his sleeping position, and again close his eyes after previously blinked for a while.

“Iih, wake! I'm hungry,” added Lynna.

“Begging cupu to make us breakfast, gih!” replied Zidan raucously, still while bristling. Without changing his sleeping position.

“Eh, Beb, kan betu we still have brackets in the warehouse.  If he's koit, how about?” chirping Lynna. Sontak makes Zidan directly in a sitting position. Both of them were busy making their clothes. Then hurriedly check the condition of Syifa to the warehouse.

Syifa who saw the door knob move immediately stood waiting for the door to open.

“Thank God you're still alive,” ceplos Zidan.

“Run out, keep making us both breakfast!” tell Lynna to act like she's the queen at Zidan's house.

“I'm not a maid here. If you want breakfast make it yourself,” replied Syifa. Then we walked ahead of Zidan and Lynna. Syifa ran to her room, and locked the door. Then cry after seeing the red mark on Lynna's neck.

Syifa's heart aches, she also feels that she has failed to prevent the occurrence of obedience in her home, which is done by her husband and his affair.

Syifa braced herself and went out of the room to drive Lynna out of her house. However, Syifa's heart was like a dagger when she found her husband making out with Lynna in the living room.

“That's enough! Stop your madness!” pekik Syifa.

Zidan and Lynna turned towards Syifa.

Syifa stepped furiously towards the two uncivilized humans in front of her. Then pull Lynna's arm, and drag her to the porch.

Zidan tailed behind while trying to help Lynna from Syifa's anger.

After arriving at the doorway is pushed sexy body Lynna rudely by Syifa. Lynna sat on the terrace floor.

“Go from here! Never injure your dirty feet here!” syifa added, pointing to signal Lynna to leave.

“Heh! Who are you playing around driving out the cave guests, huh?!” snapped Zidan.

“I'm your legal wife, Zidan! I am fully entitled to you, and vice versa.”

Zidan passed through Syifa's body. Then reached out to help Lynna stand up. Then embrace Lynna's warm shoulder.

“You're all right, honey?” ask Zidan to Lynna. Lynna shook her head the sign was okay. A moment later Zidan kissed his affectionate forehead affectionately in front of his wife.

“OK, if you don't want to go. I'll report to Mr. Lurah. Let the citizens stop your depraved behavior,” threatens Syifa.

Lynna grumbled. “Ya already, Beb. I'm going home. I don't want to be complicated if I have to deal with the citizens. Next time you'll hire me if you miss. Males I'm here again. Your wife's bikes!” dumel Lynna's. Then leave after picking up his mini sling bag.

“You want that what the hell, huh?! You just so just know not in the cave life!” oceh Zidan's. Then go after Lynna. Leaving Syifa alone.

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All the homework has been done by Syifa. He felt bored to continue to be at home, but would come out not dare if without the blessing of the husband.

Syifa finally decided to sit on the porch. Think about what he should do next.

The rain suddenly fell so hard.  A man pushing his motorcycle stopped in front of the fence, and looked towards Syifa.

“Asalamu’alaikum, Mbak. My bike broke down. May I take a ride on the porch of her Mama's house?”

“Wa’alaikumssalam, eum, please, just please!” reply Syifa.

The man in front of the fence ran through the courtyard of the house and finally reached the terrace.

“Thank you, Ma'am.”

Syifa nodded.

“Oh yes, I am Zimar,” said the man introduced himself while cupping his hands. Syifa stood up and cupped her hands back and said her name.

“Sorry, my husband is not home. So, excuse me to go inside first, yeah. Sorry I can't let you in,” Syifa said.

“Oh, yes-yes. Nothing I have here is more than enough. Please if the Mbaknya want to enter.”

“Please sit!” syifa said she invited Zimar to sit in her seat after she reached the doorway to enter. Zimar nodded kindly.

“Sorry, your full name is Syifa Putri Ananda, right?” ask Zimar. Syifa closed the door.

“I-iya,” replied Syifa stuttered.

Syifa then glanced at Zimar. Then lowered his gaze, and tried to remember the figure who was now sitting on the chair he had been sitting on.

“You forgot yes, same me?” ask Zimar.

Syifa was still silent in the doorway trying to remember who Zimar really was.

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