Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 49: Owner of the Garden of Heaven?

Vrooooooom~

The motor carrying Yahya and Iqlima drove in a drizzle that went down thinly. They continued to advance in a shahdu cloud. Sometimes lightning looks snatched. Iqlima tightened his embrace. Worried about falling. He leaned against Yahya's broad back.

“We eat first, I'm hungry!” Yahya could feel Iqlima's nod. He turned the motor to park it in a restaurant. On time, the rain immediately poured down with a rush.

“I brought you out of the pesantren because there are things we should talk about” Yahya said opening the conversation after their food order arrived. Iqlima nodded while scooping his food voraciously.

The woman's eating style looks so attractive that Yahya is able to fixate. He himself had not touched his food. This young man only observed the movements of Iqlima without anyone escaping his sight.

“Bang, why is the food not eaten?”

“Eh, hmh. I'm in the middle of observing your eating style that's so messy! Like a possessed person and have never eaten a year!” Sahut Yahya began to spoon his food into his mouth. Hearing these words, Iqlima immediately put down a spoon. He wiped his mouth.

That bad? Rabbis... Why did I forget to act like eating well in Yahya's room at that time! Doctor Jelita has taught me to eat in an elegant style! Duh, my value must have diminished in the eyes of the Yahya bang! How'this? Iqlima knocked his head cursing his indiscretions. He looked sad.

“Eat the finished, do not mubadzir. I paid dearly for all this!” Tukas Yahya again. Iqlima. With lips, he again scoops his food. But this time more carefully and made in a style as elegant as possible.

Hmmppfffffffff Hmmppffffff . Yahya refrained from laughing at the adorable level of Iqlima.

“I'll be going to South Korea in the near future” Iqlima. He stopped chewing. The look on his face changed.

“After I return to Indonesia and do a press conference, the marriage of the series we live will be taken care of and then inaugurated by the state. You must want a better status” More.

“How long is Yahya's bang abroad? With whom?” Search Iqlima. Yahya's discussion that would leave Indonesia took more of his attention than discussing the marital status of their series.

“Sunday. Joint assistant”

“Female?”

“No know. Because Ummi set it up” Sahut Yahya cuek.

“Ow...” Iqlima down deep.

What if it turns out that Yahya's assistant bang is female? Then I how? Unknowingly Iqlima ruffled the food on his plate. I don't know why so much worry has enveloped his heart.

“But I will ask the male assistant to accompany me there” Yahya continued again. Hearing the sentence, Iqlima raised his head. It only took a split second, his face instantly changed. He excitedly returned his food to his mouth.

Fuck up!! Yahya pulled one corner of his lips upwards. Outside the rain still falls. Yahya ordered food to buy time.

“Bang Yahya..”

“Hm..”

“Bang Yahya likes women who how?” Ask me carefully. The young man flinched.

“Yang adorable” Sahut Yahya.

“Then?”

“A jealous stupid woman" Yahya chews casually.

"Then? "

"He is stupid but at the same time he can also make people amazed by the depth of his knowledge and expertise when speaking. He's stupid on one side but intelligent on the other. The woman who if she pursed her lips looks very adorable" Yahya continued looking in any direction with a smile. Iqlima. He seems to think.

Is there such a woman in this world?! How is Yahya's taste so strange? Iqlima frowned. The desire to make Yahya can glance at him decayed at once.

Dddrrrrttt Ddddrrrrttt

The Iqlima mobile phone that Yahya still keeps vibrates. A sign of a message coming in.

Wh who? Curious, Yahya opened it.

Oh Maam Asih's.

Miss Iqlima, regarding the underwear that Miss tipped for me to buy a few days ago. What size is it? I'm in the shopping mall buying medicine, so be it. I will take you to the pesantren.

Yahya's eyes suddenly saw Iqlima's front body tightly closed. U.. Size? Yahya's mind floated on the event that happened in one of the rooms on the connecting door some time ago. He could clearly remember what they were doing. This young man had trouble swallowing his saliva.

"Bao... Bang Yahia... " Call Iqlima waving his arms at the dreamy Yahya.

Deg.

A question escaped Yahya's mouth. Iqlima frowned.

"Ti. doesn't need to be mentioned! " Ralat Yahya is nervous.

"36 cm" said Iqlima. There's no awkwardness there. It was even Yahya who turned clumsy.

Hmh, maybe bang Yahya would buy me shoes. Think Iqlima. He glanced at his shoes that still looked good.

"Owh... O.. Okay... Nice!" Yahya rubbed his nape. He suddenly felt angry. The rain is still pouring out there.

By Allah, Asih succeeded in making Yahya unable to concentrate on anything at this time. He secretly steals a look at Iqlima who can still casually finish his dessert.

Tap Tap Tap

Suddenly the sound of footsteps came closer. Yahya.

"Iqlima Noor Azkiya..... You-is that?! " Iqlima stopped chewing.

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Hajjah Aisyah was in her office when Layla suddenly called. He glanced at his watch. In less than an hour Hajjah Aisyah will return to the boarding school.

"God's Masya... My favorite daughter-in-law is calling. What's up, son?"

"Active.... Hiks hyks" Layla's voice rattled.

"You crying, son? What was? "

"Layla suddenly thought of Yahya and his wife. Is it better for Layla to back off? Did Layla just stop fighting for Yahya, Mi?" Layla contacted Hajjah Aisyah on the sidelines waiting for Razil to pick her up. Layla's voice sounded so sad. Hajjah Aisyah turned out to be unwell.

"Astaghfirullah's... Why give up, son? Take it easy, Yahya will soon divorce the lady and marry you. Be patient because you will be the only son-in-law of Ummi and the only woman who will reign in Yahya's heart. Your classes are different. You and him are not at level. So don't worry!" Sahut Hajjah Aisyah.

"If Yahya didn't want to divorce the crafty woman, Layla how would Mi?" Push Layla again.

"They are divorced or not. Well, you still have to marry me, son! "

"Ma... Mean Ummi? " Layla pretended to be surprised.

"Yahya needs an heir. That village wife and her colot would never be able to give Yahya a descendant!" Sahut Hajjah Aisyah with a grinning smile.

"really?"

Why could that be? Why is mommy Yahya so sure?

"Ka.... Then can it be if Layla makes a request to Ummi? " Layla was acting so hard.

"of course. Tell me what you want, son! "

"Can Layla be one of the students at the Bustanul Jannah boarding school? Layla has finished her final exams. Rather than Layla getting into obscure High School, wouldn't Layla be better off demanding Religious Science? Good manners with adequate religious knowledge will be a plus point to be the wife of bang Yahya right, Mi? " Tanya Layla softly.

Hearing the sentence Layla uttered made Hajjah Aisyah crumpled. He cannot speak. Glassy eyes full of haru describe her blissful happiness.

"Mii... Ummie.. " Panggi Layla's.

"Ummi really did not choose the wrong daughter-in-law candidate. You're great, son! Even though you come from a distinguished family with abundant wealth but it does not make you arrogant. Doesn't make you arrogant will luxury. If you want, even though you can call a famous ustadzah to your home. But you instead prefer to sue Science in pesantren with all the limited facilities. Masya Allah's... Ummi supports you 1000 percent. But you still have to ask your parents for their opinions, son! " Hajjah Aisyah continued to flatter Layla wholeheartedly. Layla really is the perfect daughter-in-law.

Hi rancid actress See You Soon in Bustanul Jannah! You Tau? Garden of Heaven is mine~ Not yours~ Secretly Layla smiles curiously.

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