Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 31: Fishing Bait

“Doctor Jelita!” Iqlima waved a sumringah. He felt safe from Ilyas with the presence of the doctor.

“Ilyas? You here?” Doctor Jelita tried to be friendly. Ilyas gave his smile.

“I want permission to bring Iqlima lunch!” Doctor Jelita turned towards Iqlima who was glaring at her eyes.

“Can! Just don't forget to bring home the tribute!” Doctor Jelita relaxed. He went straight inside after giving his innocent smile to Iqlima.

“I wait for you to pack!” Ilyas sat down on the terrace. Iqlima went inside while massaging his temple.

“Dok, why do doctors allow it?” Iqlima Protest.

“Solve your problem with Ilyas! Tell me you're married! He will definitely not be here again!” Doctor Jelita took a towel to wipe his face that had just been washed with water.

Hhhh. Iqlima sighed.

Bang, I'd like to ask permission to leave the house for a minute. Can ya? Type Iqlima send a message to Yahya.

Same who? Wh-wh-what for? Miraculous. Unlike usual, this time Yahya immediately replied to Iqlima's message in seconds.

Lunch with ustadz Ilyas. I'll also take Dr. Jelita.

Drrrttt Dddrrrttt

Yahya called Iqlima.

“Iya bang?”

“I've been at Soekarno Hatta Airport. In about 3 or 4 hours I'll be at your house! Don't go anywhere! Haram a wife out of the house without her husband's permission! Haram the law is both-dating with the opposite sex! Understand?” Yahya said at length.

“I.. Yes, but not alone. I'll take the doctor with me...!”.

Tuut Tuuut Tuuut

Iqlima looked at the screen frowning. Yahya immediately cut off the phone connection unilaterally.

Just a few days so the wife was willing to run away. Huh! Women today are hard to manage! Gerrutu Yahya walked quickly into the plane.

***

Hajjah Aisyah sat down in a corner by the window. Yahya's confession about his marriage really disappointed him.

“Mi, eat yuk!” Invite Haji Zakaria to gently massage the wife's shoulders.

“Bah, Ummi ga ridho. Ummi ga willing our son in the tool, Bah!” Hajjah Aisyah turned to look at her husband.

“Yahya must divorce her! Got to! Ummi is ashamed of the Pranawa family, what if they find out that Yahya has secretly married? Rabbi, where will Ummi put Ummi's face, Bah? ” Continue Hajjah Aisyah with hyperbole mimic. He's frustrated. Hajjah Aisyah was really panicking.

“Ummi darling, relax! Abah will deliver the annulment of the match between Yahya and Layla. Ummi don't panic! All will be well, hm?” Hajji Zakaria kissed the head of Hajjah Aisyah affectionately.

“Oh No! Big no, Bah! Big no!! That's not a solution!” Hajjah Aisyah.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

There was a knocking on the door. Haji Zakaria opened it.

“What's up with Sri?”

“Sorry to disturb Abah Haji, outside there are guests who want to meet Ummi Hajjah!”

“Who are those guests?” Ask Haji Zakaria. Hajjah Aisyah who could hear Sri's words frowned.

“He claimed to be Layla Pak Arya's son!” Sri Sontak's answer made Hajjah Aisyah wake up from her seat.

“Sri, take Layla to Humaira park! I'll meet him there! Ask the kitchen assistant to bring lots of good snacks!” Hajjah Aisyah's. Humaira Park is a mini park in the neighborhood in his residence.

“Good Ummi Hajjah!”

“Mi, is this not excessive?” Ask Haji Zakaria.

“Excess how, Bah? We have to take Layla's heart. Who knows, Layla will still accept Yahya even though Yahya has become a widower!” Tukas Hajjah Aisyah began to polish her make-up.

“Astaghfirullah Mi! Why pray so badly? Praying for the child should be a good one!” The Hajj Zakaria.

***

“Masya Allah Ummi's prospective daughter-in-law.. Play here the same as who's son?” Hajjah Aisyah hugged Layla and kissed her forehead warmly.

“Only. Ummi how are you? This is for Ummi from Mama! Fresh from a garden in Malang” Layla offers a basket of fresh fruits seeking sympathy. He draped the tip of his thin scarf that fell dangling back to the neck.

“Wah, Thank you. Greetings to your mama!”

A really warm family and know good manners. Hajjah Aisyah's heart was moved.

“Ummi, sorry if Layla is sassy. Actually Layla came here to ask about Yahya!” Layla looked down sad.

Deg.

The heart of Hajjah Aisyah cenat cenut koruan.

“Why is Yahya's Cuek the same Layla huh, Mi? Is Layla this less pretty?”

“You've met Yahya, son?” Hajjah Aisyah. He feels bad.

“Enter several times. But Yahya laughed at Layla! Though many men put their hearts on Layla, but Layla left them all. Layla for Yahya mas but Yahya mas so” Girl who just turned 16 this year wiped her tears.

Hhh. Yahya had actually been poisoned by that woman!! There is no solution to this problem. They should get divorced! Hajjah Aisyah.

"Mi, does Yahya already have a girlfriend? "

“Huk Huk Huk...." Hajjah Aisyah coughed.

"Son, you calm down... Well, it's not used to dealing with women. He was sent from childhood to the boarding house. So it's natural that he behaves that way. Have patience, son! Gradually Yahya must be nice to you! Later Ummi will also advise him"

"But Mi..... Mas Yahya it's...."

"Mas Yahya is married, right, Mi? " Layla continues straight to the point. On target. The question that the girl made plainly made the heart of Hajjah Aisyah seem to want to get out of place.

***

It rained down hard. Ilyas is still on the terrace. Hours had passed but the man was reluctant to move on.

Ilyas' nose smelled the sweet smell of cooking from the inside. His heart feels happy. His stomach that has not been filled with food is indeed thrashing again. That means, Iqlima will indeed meet him with food.

"Ilyas, still here? Don't eat outside? " Doctor Jelita who just finished struggling with his laptop approached Ilyas.

"I was waiting but Iqlima.... "

"Iqlima just finished cooking. Perhaps now again clean up inside" Ilyas nodded.

A white car that suddenly stopped before them made Ilyas' forehead wrinkle.

Yahla?

"What do you need here?! " Ilyas quickly confronted Yahya. He raised his chin up.

"Where's Iqlima? " Task Yahya. Water dripped from his wet hair that was hit by rain.

"Curtain! You still seem to be after him! Iqlima is my future wife! Stop interrupting her"

Hmh... World War three right. World War Yes World War and you two! Doctor Jelita directly went inside taking a thousand steps.

"Iqlima, quickly meet Yahya outside!"

"Was Yahya come?" Doctor Jelita nodded. Iqlima.

It's a great girl nowadays. Once out of charm, 2 3 men bend their knees. Am I at this age? Let alone one whole. The shadow of the approaching man was absent. Pppmmfff pppmmff. Doctor Jelita held an amused laugh.

Iqlima who had taken a bath directly entered the room polishing his lips with a brightly colored lipstick. Lipstick presented by Jelita's doctor. The girl had also finished cooking a special meal to welcome her husband.

You remember my teaching, right? Don't let your guard down! Give me the bait! Doctor Jelita's voice was ringing in his ear. Iqlima's face meets. But he still controls himself. Iqlima opened the main door.

"Baong... " Call Iqlima excited without looking first. But how surprised he was when he saw Ilyas still on the porch of his house. Iqlima repeatedly told him to go home.

Hearing the call of a familiar voice in the ear, both Yahya and Ilyas turned their heads simultaneously.

***