Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 111: The Injured Self-Esteem

"Mas, I have prepared the clothes that we will wear in America later" Layla said as she locked their suitcases. Yahya nodded. He had given up completely on Layla.

"Mas... "

"Hmh..."

"When a trip to America is a business trip, however... I want everything to be meaningful for our relationship" Pinta Layla. He drew near to Yahya who looked indifferent.

"I... I humbled myself before my husband..."

"If this looks stupid... But I'm gonna... "

"Srsttt... I will try to make everything good" Yahya said quickly, though unsure. He has not been able to condition himself since Iqlima's departure. Bead their eyes with a blank look Yahya met each other. Layla shook her face.

Cup~

Beyond a doubt. Layla ventured to kiss Yahya's lips before they could be prevented. The young man was surprised. Layla refused to stay away. He still stuck his lips there waiting for Yahya to reply. But the man just silently flinching with eyes that are still patterning.

"It's not the first time, is it? But why is this me? " Lirih Layla who finally gave up. He rubbed his lips.

"I'm sorry... I still think about work... I hope you understand. After everything's settled..."

"After everything's settled? "

"After everything is settled, I will meet you in a better condition" Yahya promised as he headed for the exit.

"Mas, Iqlima has left Yahya! Why are you still thinking about it?! " Layla's question brought Yahya's footsteps to a standstill.

"Iqlima has betrayed you! Iqlima is a bad wife! It is not proper for a wife to leave the house without her husband's permission!! Don't close your eyes to everything that happens!! "Layla's chatty beaver.

"Mas should hate Iqlima! I should have seen my loyalty!! You should be acting fair!!!!"

"Laila!!"

"Why?? Mas angry?? That barren woman is not worthy of my love!! " Singy Layla.

Sreeettt

Yahya quickly pulled and pushed Layla against the wall. He held onto Layla's shoulders tightly and looked at the young wife's eyes with a burning gaze.

"Shut your mouth!!!"

"I hate injustice!! Iqlima could have escaped from the mas and had fun with other men!!!! But look what you're doing?? I can only think, think and think of that woman!!!" Layla shouted in anger. Yahya raised his hand. Layla closed her eyes tightly. It was almost as if that burly hand had landed on his cheek.

"You're outrageous!! "

"What?? Want to slap me?? Just slap!!! I will always defend that woman!! " Layla's words made Yahya stand out, he sighed and clasped Layla's shoulder again.

"Layla, you're my wife, but you shouldn't interfere with my feelings!! Know your limits!!! I'm just asking you to understand, not to ask for your opinion on my feelings and actions!! " Yahya's voice took off her hand on Layla's shoulder. This time he really left by slamming the door.

"Yahyaaa!!!! You're telling me to understand and understand??? How long will you treat me like this???!!! Iqlima Iqlima....!!! Even after that woman ran away you still kept thinking about and defending her!!! You are the most haughty man I have ever met!!!!! Ohhh!!!! " Umpat Layla is upset.

"Oh Tuhaaan..why can I love a man like him!!! I can be frustrated!!! " Layla continues to grow angry.

Braaaakkkkk

Triiiinngggg

Layla threw away the items near her, but for a moment she fell silent and picked up her phone and saw the message on it for the second time. Picture Iqlima with other men riding a taxi in his grasp. Very clear and clear picture. Layla wiped her tears and smiled.

Iqlima and Hilman together!

Layla pressed the arrow to the right on her phone. He sent the photo to someone.

Byuurrrr

Yahya doused his head with cold water. Hope the boiling hot flavor evaporates away. But apparently, he still doesn't feel better. Yahya quickly ablaze and pray two rakaats.

In praying Yahya prayer, he hopes that Allah SWT will cultivate love in his heart to Layla. He felt failed. He can't be a good husband to his two wives. He also has not been able to educate Layla. Even he could not control his feelings and could not share the love of his young wife.

Yahya's tears are melting. Deep in his heart, Yahya also very much hoped to meet Iqlima before he left for America. The woman he truly loved. Yahya.

Chequelek

In the middle of his muddle, Yahya saw Sri at the end of the room.

"Bak Sri! " Yahya called by hinting at the hand to get closer.

"Did you know something? Do you know why Iqlima left? " Yahya Todong.

Sri, do not let this event be known by anyone, especially Yahya and Abah! You still know how to return the favor, right? The words of Hajjah Aisyah who looked at herself rang in Sri's mind. The girl shook her head slowly even though her mind was struggling.

"Mbak Sri's... You know that I already consider you no longer someone else but already part of this family... Part of us... So I hope that no one will be able to cover up" Yahya said. Sri looked down inside.

"Did Iqlima say something before leaving? Did he give you a signal? Is there a place Iqlima is headed? "

"Then it's okay... " Yahiah went away lethargic.

"Gus... "

Yahya turned, Sri came closer.

"Maybe.... Miss Iqlima left because she was jealous of Miss Layla"

"No way! That's not fair at all! Iqlima himself violently forced me to marry Layla, after all happened, why did he leave me?! " Yahya Todong. Sri speechless.

Is it possible because Iqlima can't stand living in the pesantren? But why didn't he tell me?

Iqlime... Why like... Where's you....

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"Come in... God willing you'll be safe in this room! " Say Hilman.

"Bang Rais, thank you... I promise you tomorrow I will leave this room and place soon! "

" no... No need to rush! I'll see you tomorrow! Promise me that you won't leave unless you wait for me to see you tomorrow! " Hilman Pinta. Iqlima.

"I'm so troublesome bang Rais"

"You are my first and last love! How could you say such a pointless thing? You are not a hassle at all! " Say Hilman. Iqlima.

"Hm... Sorry if my words made you feel uncomfortable! I got a little carried away. Sleep and rest! " Say Hilman. Iqlima. He went straight into the room and locked the door.

Hilman a. k. Rais fake reached into his pants pocket and took the absorbent key that was there. This young Iqlima lover smiled as he swung the key.

Iqlima immediately sat down in a doldrums. He let his things scatter on the floor. Iqlima crying. Feelings of love, hate, longing are also united self-esteem.

Iqlima loves Yahya, he is his world. Although Yahya has never returned his love, but only see the clean face, Iqlima's heart will be immediately enveloped in joy, therefore, he must hate himself who is unable to control his feelings of love that are blooming.

True what his mother-in-law said, his existence for the family Bustanul Jannah is nothing more than a sage. Yes, it's a shame in Yahya and Layla's relationship. So why does he keep on surviving? Why should he stay there?

Although now in the heart of Iqlima there is only a longing, but on the one hand he is also struggling to treat his injured self-esteem. Remembering this all Iqlima came back crying. He was crying so much. Iqlima cried without holding back a voice. If usually he can act as if he is fine in front of everyone, now on a quiet night, Iqlima can no longer withstand the tightness in the chest. He continued to cry until he fell asleep on the floor.

5 hours later~

Krrrsscckkk Kkrrrsccckkk

In the middle of the night, someone slowly opened the door of Iqlima's room. The sleeping Iqlima did not realize that anyone was sneaking in.

Tap Tap Tap

The person approached, he observed Iqlima's slick face and smiled. Not waiting for long, the man took something out of his pants pocket. A handkerchief.

Hmfff Hmmffffff

The person who approached it immediately smothered Iqlima's mouth, only a little resistance when Iqlima realized but eventually Iqlima fell unconscious. The person looked back at Iqlima's face and stroked the top of his head. Before long, he quickly lifted Iqlima onto the bed.

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"Son, your face looks lethargic, how are you going to deal with the big bosses in America? " Tanya Hajjah Aisyah confirmed the last button of Yahya's shirt. In less than 6 hours he and Layla had to take off.

"Is something bothering you, son? "

"Just pray everything's good, mi! " Yahya's law is lethargic.

"Jaga lak Layla, take care of the grandchildren ummi... Ummi trust them completely to you! " Said Hajjah Aisyah. Yahya just shut up. The reality of Iqlima has not returned and Layla's words about Iqlima are increasingly ringing in the mind. Yahya must sigh. His head hurts.

I hate injustice!! Iqlima could have escaped from the mas and had fun with other men!!!! But look what you're doing?? I can only think, think and think of that woman!!!

Chequelek

Layla emerges from the toilet.

"Are you sure you're going with Yahya to America, son? " Tanya Hajjah Aisyah approached Layla. The woman nodded.

"Layla is very enthusiastic, happy and full of enthusiasm to accompany Yahya mas, Mi.. But either with the Yahya mas... May not be the Layla that Yahya expects to participate... " Sindir Layla. But Yahya is still daydreaming. Sometimes he just checks the phone in case Rusdi sends good news.

"Sstttt, son of Layla... Yahya is obviously happy if you accompany him. Besides, your dad was a good businessman. You must have inherited his talent. You will surely give you brilliant ideas for the progress of our company! Nothing surpasses your natural standing and talent, son! " Hajjah Aisyah hugged her favorite daughter-in-law. Layla smiles. Yet his eyes remained wary of glancing at Yahya who still looked indifferent until the occasional bead of their eyes met each other.

"Son, remember the potion that ummi gave you... Don't forget, Yahya must drink it... He will forget the world and remember you only" whispered Hajjah Aisyah. Layla nodded. He made sure that in America, Yahya would be his.

Dddrrrrttt Dddrrrrttt

Yahya's phone is shaking. Rusdi. Regardless of Hajjah Aisyah and Layla, Yahya immediately went out of the room to receive a call. The movement of Yahya made Layla and Hajjah Aisyah look at each other.

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Happy fasting everything... 🤗 ✨✨✨✨✨✨