Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 114: A Thousand Lives!

The night sky is visible. Half ran Iqlima out of the room. With her body still trembling, the girl braced herself. Then he approached the hotel receptionist.

“Kak, a.. what person ber.... name Rais is in this hotel?”

“Mr Rais? What is the need Miss?”

“Sss... I want to meet belau. Her phone number is off!”

“Before I check first” Sahut receptionist hotel. Iqlima waited with dizziness in his head.

“There is no guest named Rais here miss, who is similar to the name Rais, there is his Mr Ray!”

“Try to check again brother! I beg!”

“Sorry miss, the name is not on our system”

“Then please check my room, the one paying for my room is the person I am looking for!” Iqlima showed me his room card.

“The one paying the lady's room is lord Osman!”

“Master Os... man? Who is Mr Osman? " Iqlima frowned in confusion.

“True miss! Mr. Osman paid all the fees! Miss can use miss room in unlimited time” Sahut receptionist. Iqlima. The person being addressed does not exist. But now his head feels more dizzy. He had trouble speaking.

Has Rais changed his name to Osman? Thought Iqlima staggered. He was no longer able to support his body weight.

“Nona, is miss okay? Miss's face is very pale! ” Ask the receptionist approaching him. Guests of hotel guests passing by glanced at Iqlima. But they chose not to get involved.

“It's okay.. I'm fine sa.ja..” Speech weak.

Bruuukkk

Iqlima collapsed finished saying it. The reflex receptionist supported his body. He looked panicked and waved a hand calling the security guard. But someone approached him from the main door.

“Ning Iqlimaa..”

“Sorry, whose master?”

“I am Rusdi, a relative of this lady. I will take this lady to the hospital!”

“Sorry,.”

“This is my business card! If there is something and other things, can contact me here!” Rusdi said he wanted to bring Iqlima. But suddenly Ilyas appears and prevents him.

“Iqlima no longer wants to be in touch with Yahya's family!”

“Mr Ilyas? "

"Rusdi, what are you doing here?!"

"Sorry, I don't want to talk. The first thing we should do is help ning Iqlima. I don't care about anything else!”

“Then let me take him!” Ilyas immediately raised Iqlima with a single move. Like a prince from the other side, with an upright face Ilyas brought Iqlima into his car.

Go Gawat! Rusdi patted his forehead. Riled.

In a different place, though,

Buuuuggg

Buuuuggg

Arya punched Hilman in the face. The young man was tied to an iron pole. Arya called the blow on Hilman's face a love blow. Arya holds the electrocution device. He prepares to electrocute his followers.

“Why did you do this?” Hilman asked with a body that had weakened. Hilman remembered how many hours he had been there. He had left Iqlima for a long time, but Hilman had prepared everything for the man he called the "lover.

“You still ask?!”

“Please sir explain!” Hilman said in a raucous voice. The bruises on his face showed that the young man was severely tormented.

“I'm helping you! I kept you here to keep you safe! Did you not know that the Acehnese people from Krueng Lam Kareung Village flocked to the capital to look for you?! They hold the land accountable! You are damn it!! You're more cursed than me!!”

Cuuuihhh

Arya Kontan spit on Hilman's face. The young man could only turn a blind eye to accept the humiliation.

“....And the police who investigated Rais' death case the other day have sniffed your whereabouts! They're looking for a young man named Hilman who escaped from prison!” Arya is asductive. Hilman was really surprised. Beyond a doubt, Arya was completely shrewd at absorbing the news.

“Then please save me!”

“I'm saving you!”

“How did you save me? Why did you torture me? ” Hilman's voice sounds heavier.

“I am and will save you by destroying your physique until you are no longer recognizable! I'm enough to recognize you!” Arya looked at him fiercely. Hilman glared at his eyes. I don't know where the power that young man got. He immediately shook his head quickly.

“Do not sir! Please don't!”Pinta Hilman's.

Crack

Arya pulled out a knife. The glint from his eyes felt slashing. Arya stepped closer to Hilman. Old wounds have not dried up. Now Arya wants to add incisions all over her body.

Tap Tap Tap.

Arya added her steps.

“Master, please don't... I have a lover I have to fight for!”

Chuehhh

Arya spit it back.

“Love?! You have a daughter a more important wife to think of!!” Aryan spray. He took out a stick and pushed Hilman's forehead many times. The young man resigned to what Arya did.

“I only helped Rose Melati from the slump. Our marriage was only a Kabul ijab. I have someone to fight for. Ku mohoon, don't make my struggle in vain!” Mengiba. Arya smiled cynically. He who used to be a great commander on the battlefield, now automatically fell in the hands of Arya Pranawa.

“I've tasted your official wife! Do I need to taste your lover too?! Frankly, your lover is good! You're good at picking women! Hahahaha” Tukas Arya. Hilman's eyes are breaking.

“You dare to glare your eyes at me?!”

“Bedebahhh you Arya!! Then kill me!! Huohhh!!! Kill me now!! Then I'm ready to haunt youuuu!!” Shouted Hilman fiercely. His booming screams filled the 4x4 room. Hearing that Iqlima would be harassed, Hilman felt as if he had 1000 spare lives.

***

“Everything is healthy. Mother and future fetus is fine!” Speak to a specialist at one of the major hospitals in Los Angeles. He went out of the room after prescribing a little vitamin.

Yahya with a smile immediately grasped Layla's hand. Not to forget, a warm kiss landed on his forehead.

“Dik Layla, you really are the real wonder woman! I am proud of you” Bisik Yahya. Mood Layla, which was destroyed by chatter from Raafi, has now increased 80 percent. He even forgot about the chat.

“Mas moved?”

“I never thought I'd be a dad! I've reached this point!”

“Mas will be the greatest Dad ever!”

“I'll do my best!” Determined Yahya. Layla's tears are back.

“You cry, hm?” Yahya wiped those tears.

“Last-lately I somehow transformed into a crybaby princess. It seems that the title of wonder woman is not worth pinning for me!” Layla laughed with amusement. Yahya laughed as he wiggled his wife's head.

“Mas..”.

“Ya..”

“Mas should give me a gift!”

“Gift?” Yahya frowned.

“Ya, gift!”

“What stuff do you want? Can't you buy anything you want?”

“I want the mas to give it! Something precious!” Layla Sahut. Yahya scratched his non-itchy nape. He is confused as to what Layla should give him. Something valuable. What is valuable to women? Hasn't Layla asked her to transfer thousands of dollars? What else does the girl want.

“Alright! I'll think about it well!”

Drrrttt Drrrttt

Rusdi's? Has this hour called? What time is it in Jakarta? Yahya checks the watch. Without a second thought, the young man turned off his phone.

Waitaminute! Iqlima.. Lest there be any news from Iqlima. He opened the phone again and tried to send a message to Rusdi,

Rus, any news on Iqlima?

Ask Yahya. But he had not been able to send it, Yahya had deleted it first. He typed another sentence,

Rus, I have a lot of agenda to handle today. Please don't bother me. For business in Jakarta, as long as you can handle it, please handle it yourself.

Sending-Sent

Message sent. Yahya closed the phone.

“What's up mas?”

“No, not something important!”

“Mas, we are back to yuuk hotel. I've been very sultry” Take Layla spoiled.

"In the meantime, I'll go to the toilet first! "

Layla nodded. After Yahya went to the toilet, Layla quickly took his cell phone. He wrote a message there,

Your duties are increasing! Track the person named Raafi with mobile number 08XXX... Watch his existence. Be monitored first. Don't do anything. When the time comes, I will kill him!

Layla sent the message.

No one can stand in my way! Layla's mind clenched her hand.

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