Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)
Chapter 113: If There Were No Iqfive Among Us
“Are you okay?” Yahya asked Layla upon their arrival at Los Angeles Airport. The girl looked pale. Layla was busy wiping her arms.
“Either why I feel cold when the temperature here is only 20 degrees” Lirih Layla feels nauseous. Yahya immediately opened the coat and wrapped it into his body.
“After the business in immigration is done, we go directly to hospital”
“No. I'm fine, mom! I just feel a little cold”
“However we still have to check your condition and our baby” Firmly Yahya holds both shoulders Layla from behind. She led the woman to immigration.
“Mas, I want to eat Gudeg”
“Gudeg?” Yahya was a little surprised. Layla nodded. Yahya. Layla tugging on Yahya's shirt. He whined like a child asking for candy.
“No Gudeg here. How about rice paddies? I once found a good Padang Restaurant here” Persuak Yahya. He scratched his non-itchy head as Layla shook her head firmly.
“I want gudeg, mas!”
“Gus, suitcase and other bags are already in the car. Gus and Ning will be escorted to the hotel by Mr. Franklin!” Yahya's assistant who was moved approached them.
“We will go to the hospital mother and child first” Yahya said helping Layla get in the car.
“Oh yes, my wife wants to eat Gudeg. Please bring Gudeg to hotel!”
“Gu... Deg?” Yahya's assistant momentarily sculpted. He digested the words of his boss. Almost he will file a protest but the car that Yahya boarded already darted away. Leaving him at LAX (Los Angeles World Airport) is on a heavy-duty basis.
Oh my…. Where should I find gudeg?
Tit tit tit
"Hello... "
“Ning Layla wants to eat gudeg, please check all Indonesian restaurants in LA.. make sure gudeg is there and can be bought”
“What?! The gudeg? Is that true?! If not see how?!” Another protest from across the phone.
“You can't see you're just cooking! Anyway how should there be gudeg!” Firmly assistant Yahya and instantly turn off his call.
Tut tut tut tut
Huh. Just trouble!
The car Yahya and Layla were riding out of the main door of the magnificent airport towards the city center.
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Mobile Layla vibrates. The girl ignored him. He preferred to wrestle spoiled in Yahya's arm while looking out the window. The sight of Palm trees lining the Beverly Hills street always bewitches the eye. This is not the first time he has been to LA.
Layla even had a vacation alone with her older brother who was already home accompanied by bodyguards that Arya rented. The shadow of the past momentarily filled his mind. Layla glassy. Bizarrely. He always strengthened his heart not to cry about the bitter things in his life. Even when her sister died, Layla did not shed a single tear. But for some reason, at this moment even his tears were rushing.
“You're crying?” Yahya's whisper realized his arm was wet.
“Mas promise won't leave me right?” Ask Layla. Her beautiful eyes stared at Yahya's bead fixedly. The young man was glued for a moment and then nodded.
“Whatever happens?”
“As long as you are the mother of my children, I will never die you”
“I'm afraid mas, I'm afraid.. hiks hiks” Layla continues. Yahya took his young wife into his arms. Fresh fragrance is out.
Iqlima. He spontaneously let go of his embrace on Layla. The fragrance of Iqlima filled his kiss.
“Why mas?”
Why is Iqlima fragrant on Layla? Thought Yahya was holding his head. Suddenly he felt dizzy.
"Mas... mas why? " Layla shook Yahya's arm.
“No.. don't cry anymore. Now we go to the hospital to see our babies. Meet them, your feelings should be happy, hmh?” Yahya sahut gently by rubbing Layla's cheek. The girl could only nod.
Ah, if there were no Iqlima among us, mas….!
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Assalamu’alaikum Miss...
I'm Raafi, we met at the club a few months ago. To the point alone.I'm sorry, I had a moral burden afterwards. Until now the events that happened on that fateful night always haunted me. Hopefully the lady can reply to this message and tell how she is doing and how she is now. Whatever it is I feel we have to solve this problem. If I have to answer for it, God willing, I will be ready. Thank ye.
Note: I've been really struggling to find the lady the last few months.
Layla widened her eyes reading Raafi's message.
Shiite. Layla's Umbrella.
His heart almost jumped out. He had purely forgotten the incident he most did not want to remember. The dark incident has already buried Layla deep. He has doctrinated all over his body that Yahya is the father of the twins he is carrying.
All is not valid as long as Yahya has not touched it. But in this SAM uncle country Layla was determined that he would set a new record. But suddenly Raafi ruined all his good mood.
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“Astaghfirullah's…. Bej*d's son-in-law! Yahya could have fallen in love with a cheap woman like her! From the beginning I had already disagreed with the girl whose origins were unclear! A mother's premonition is never wrong!” Furious Hajjah Aisyah after seeing the photos and videos that are held by her. Before long, the middle-aged woman immediately called the person who gave the recording.
“How is Ummi Hajjah? Have I been able to send this evidence to Gus Yahya?”
“Where did you get this evidence?” Search hajjah Aisyah to the point.
“I... it is from..”
“Who are you really?!”
“I am the one who sided with ummi hajjah and family”
“Then I want us to meet! You must be expecting a reward for your hard work, right?” Todong hajjah Aisyah without a stale base. He did not want the enemy to steal the start of what befell his family.
“Don't send any photos and videos to Yahya at this time! My son is taking care of important business. Let it go first. Later after all the business is finished, we continue the next stage! If you're right to side with me, follow my lead!”
“What photos and videos are there? Who is Ummi calling?” Ask Haji Zakaria who suddenly appeared. Hajjah Aisyah quickly closed her call.
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“Why ummi is silent? What are you hiding from Yahya?!”
“It....the...”.
“That's what?!”
“Hmh... Our colleague bah, our colleague wants to ask Yahya for help. Ummi doesn't want our son's concentration while in LA to be disrupted. So ummi say to patiently wait” Karang Hajjah Aisyah. Her husband nodded in understanding.
“Abah wants to meet the student guidance first. After that I want to go back to looking for Iqlima”
“No need, Bah! Iqlima is not a good woman! Just let him outside do whatever he wants!” Tukas hajjah Aisha.
“It cannot follow the selfishness of the ummi! Worrying about a child who has not yet returned is part of the Conscience. Well, here you don't want to talk about conscience. But at least we have to have responsibility! Responsibility as a parent!” The Fierce Haji Zakaria.
“Huh. In the end you will understand who is right and wrong here! Abah will understand who is the true angel of the Conscience and who is the form of the devil that resides in the human body!” Hajjah Aisyah's sting is no less sharp. Haji Zakaria could only sigh and walked out of the room in disappointment.
Brother Wirda.. Yes, I must consult with Brother Wirda! Hajjah Aisyah quickly retrieved the keys of the car that was nearby. Not to forget he grabbed the bag and went out of the room.
“Ummi Hajjah where are you going? I'll have mang saleh deliver ummi!” Tawar Sri who saw Hajjah Aisyah rushed out.
“Not necessary. I'll drive myself!” Say Hajjah Aisyah without seeing Sri. He quickly started the car and drove it at high speed.
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"Sister, I have evidence of the rottenness of Iqlima! " Hajjah Aisyah called Hajjah Wirda.
"really? "
"Yes, I'm driving to the Wirda Foundation"
"Okay in Aisyah.I'll be waiting for you. I'm not going anywhere. But you have to be careful. Do not let your enemies know all this. Be careful, especially on Indah and Ingrid... Our family's ugliness must not be leaked to the media..."
"Beautiful and Ingrid? " Hajjah Aisyah frowned. The warning from Hajjah Wirda surprised him a little.
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