Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 122: Seems Boiling

Bruuuggg

Arya Pranawa slams into Hilman's already helpless body. Fresh blood was everywhere.

"You deserve it! this is what I want! " Say Arya was cruel. He really enjoyed the scene after scene of the beating he deliberately did to Hilman. Now the man is bored. Hilman who is considered "somewhat" disobedient is suitable to be his easy target.

Ck. Arya clucked as the incoming phone interrupted her concentration. Layla's. The girl who was now her only daughter called.

"Pa, I want to see Hilman! "

"What's wrong? You meet him later! "

"Can't pa! I want to see him now! I'm gonna break through to papa's! "

Tiit Tiit Tiit's.

Layla decides on a unilateral call.

You stubborn! Arya's bait followed by the sound of door and bells being pressed many times. He had to open a room that was already covered in blood.

"Layla, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry? "

"Pa, this man doesn't know himself to not do his job well!! He's trickster!! Hhh hhh" Todong Layla.

Plaaakkk

Layla slaps the already defenseless Hilman with full force. Hilman could no longer distinguish his pain. Because the entire body up to the bone was indeed painful.

"Why did you trick me?! " Tanya Layla pulled Hilman's hair with her 5 fingers.

"I'm not deceiving" Sahut Hilman took pains. His voice was stuck in his throat.

"Then why is Iqlima photo fake?! Why!?"

".... "

"Stupid answer!! Why don't you do your job according to the agreement?! You like that jalaa*ng woman! Why didn't you execute him?! " Tanya Layla is frustrated. Hilman's behavior playing with computer edits was completely beyond his predictions.

"I love her. Aarghs... A... L loved her. Even if I do that to her, it has to be at the right time! Aaarrgg" Sahut Hilman began to fall apart. Layla stomped her foot.

"Bohooong! You're criminals! Don't act holy! You murderer!!! You're the killer of the woman's first husband!!! So now don't pretend to be a holy pious man!!!" Layla screams brutally to the point of coughing. He's really upset.

"I was very young then. I had to do it. Now I realize, my love for Iqlima is real. Aarrghhhh" Hilman complained of pain. Layla is stepping deeper.

"I swear I'll kill you! You wimp!!! Feel this bodoooh!! "

"Aaaaaargh.... You're pregnant, if you kill me, you're not afraid that your son will become a murderer like you?! Aaaargh... "

Layla stopped her actions.

"You don't have to teach me!!! I know what I have to do!!! " Layla began to step back on Hilman's palms with her semi heels. But he had not had time to do it, Hilman had fallen unconscious.

"Paaa, Hilman is dead! I'm not the culprit... Paaa, Hilman is dead! But I'm not the culprit" cried Layla with her eyes bulging in fear. Arya who was originally sitting quietly sucking a cigar in the corner of the room immediately got up to Hilman. His violent face immediately approached. Arya checked the pulse of the man.

Still ticking. This kid can't just die. Arya muttered calmly.

"Paaa, I didn't do anything! I swear I didn't do it! Papa must believe me!!!" Layla's peeking is getting more and more scared.

"He's not dead! "

Not dead?

"I have to call the doctor before he's really dead! " Say Aryan. Layla instantly took a thousand footstep before Hilman actually died. Previously he took the time to take alcohol and wash Hilman's head and hands to remove traces. Layla is worried if Hilman is really dead.

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Iqlima slowly thrust his hand at Yahya with utter awkwardness. For a moment their hands were tied to each other. Chilly. Iqlima's hands were cold. The woman was stunned by Yahya's strong but painful grasp. Iqlima quickly pulled him.

"You've eaten, son? " Tanya Haji Zakaria.

"Iqlima is still full, Abah! "

"Yahya, take Iqlima to the nearest restaurant! Abah there's still a meeting in a minute! " Haji Zakaria's decree made Iqlima a little jolted. Yahya looked towards his watch.

Yahya immediately drove their car to a nearby restaurant.

At the table with chairs facing each other, Yahya slightly glanced at Iqlima. But quickly the young man turned his gaze away after Iqlima realized that he was looking at her.

"Hm... What do you want to eat? "

"Yes? "

"What do you want to eat? " Yahya repeated her question.

"A... I am actually full! I ate two loaves at once! " Please be careful. He did not hear Yahya's question, but the atmosphere was completely unfavorable.

"You have a little fever. I'll order you a bowl of soup to warm you up! "

Me? A fever? Iqlima spontaneously touched his forehead. A little attention touched his heart. Now Iqlima secretly glanced back at Yahya. His gaze was completely unshakeable until Yahya called him.

"Why did you run away?"

".... "

"Why did you run away? "

Iqlima again flinched. He did not expect Yahya to interrogate him so soon.

"I've told you that I want to bang Yahya divorced me" Sahut Iqlima without daring to stare.

"What do you really want?! " Tanya Yahya held back. Iqlima's unreasonable answer again made it seem boiling.

"Tell me what you want! Why just shut up?!"

Bend Yahya make Iqlima silent.

"Do you want us to split up because we want to go back to that stupid guy, huh?! "

"You're cheating behind my back, right? Ck! " Tudge Yahya berdubi-tubi. Iqlima shook his head.

"Everything that Yahya accuses is not true! I just want to give in to Yahya's feelings. I want to bang Yahya focus on Layla. Focus on Pesantren. Focus on the job. I feel like my presence is just a burden! I want us to split up"

"You really tested my patience, Iqlima! Your attitude and statements are absurd! Why are you causing trouble when we're all fine?!"

"I'm telling the truth! L'm... I'm just saying what I feel! I just don't want to fall any further. I just want to feel peaceful. I just want to see Yahya bang peaceful, peaceful and peaceful without me in it! " Lang Iqlima tried to explain. But actually he himself does not know exactly what he is revealing. His soul and his feelings are still not okay. Iqlima was still shaken by the barrage of events that happened as fast as lightning in his life.

"You... !!" Yahya rose from his seat. He rubbed the top of his head rough. Speechless. Iqlima who already understood how the tempramen Yahya can only bow while holding back tears. Again, he had difficulty explaining. The oration of Iqlima did not go smoothly only when he confronted Yahya.

"You've acted out of bounds! You're outrageous Iqlima!! Then I swear I won't divorce you at any time! " Recisive Yahya frustrated. Iqlima jerks. A few seconds their eyes met. Yahya stared deeply into Iqlima's bead, trying to dive into what his wife was worried about. Iqlima pushed his chair back. He stood up.

"Where are you going? "

"A... I'm going to the toilet for a second! " Say Iqlima was nervous. Yahya raised a hand preventing Iqlima from leaving. But in a hurry he turned around. But unfortunately, he turned around to coincide with the waiter carrying hot soup.

"Yeah.... Ssssss... " Squeak Iqlima overheating. Hot soup water was thrown into his chest. Lucky veil and thick shirt slightly blocking hot water decoction scorch skin. But the effect is quite pronounced.

"Sorry miss... " The soldiers panicked to apologize. Little chaos created. Yahya quickly pulled Iqlima.

"We're going to the hospital! " Take Yahya put on Iqlima's arm. They quickly got to the car. Yahya picked up his long-sleeved shirt on the back seat. Iqlima was still shaking his clothes.

"Change clothes! " Tell Yahya. Iqlima biting lips held the pain.

"No need. Just this shirt! "

"Your clothes are wet. You can catch a cold! "

"I... Da... " Yahya's bullying gaze made Iqlima obey him. Hesitatingly Iqlima picked up the shirt. He glanced at Yahya who was still staring at him intensely.

"Wait moreover? Why just shut up?! Quickly change!! "

"here? Now then? " Tanya Iqlima was full of doubts.

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Sorry late update~ Author got sick and just got out of Hospital. Stay Healthy all~ Keep Health. Healthy-healthy always 💕💕💕