Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 52: Visiting Santriwati Dormitory

Aaaawww. Iqlima who suddenly fell. His waist hurt because he was hit hard. The road that passes is so slippery. Before it was not. Iqlima smelled the pungent oil. He groped into the shiny wet ground.

I...this.

Who poured gasoline here? Iqlima's forehead shriveled. It is difficult to get up on his feet.

Sssss…. It hurts…. Rintih Iqlima. He looked around. Slender. In the backyard of the dormitory there is not at all seen a single creature.

Oh my God.. What should I do? Thought Iqlima was getting anxious.

In the same place but unreachable from sight, a young woman looked at Iqlima with an intense gaze. Before long, he passed by with a grinning smile.

Bismillah... Iqlima tried to stand up for the umpteenth time.

Awwwwww. Too bad. Again he fell. His strength was not strong enough to make him rise.

Yes Rabb. The sky was back with strong winds. Occasionally the dry leaves flew over slapping his face. The rain started to fall. There's no one there. Iqlima resigned as water from the sky soaked his clothes. He turned his face to space.

At the residence of Haji Zakaria, Yahya handed the motor keys to the driver to be taken to the parking area. The young man entered the house with a bright smile. Everything about Iqlima still sticks clearly in the memory.

If only their time together was longer. But something so disturbing instantly perched in his memory. The young man immediately took a mobile phone to contact his personal assistant,

"Rus, Iqlima cancels his lecture in Trisaksi! I want you to enroll Iqlima on another best private campus! " Tell Yahya without a stale word.

"Okay Gus, but the money that has been handed over to Trisakti campus can not be taken back! "

"I know, It's okay! I'm waiting to hear from you! "

"Ready boss!! " Sahut Rusdi sprightly.

It's really nice to be Gus Yahya, spend hundreds of millions like hundreds of thousands! Rusdi shook his head. He rushed to do what his boss asked for.

Hmh, moving Iqlima to another private campus is indeed the best choice. Yahya muttered his chin.

Lucky I deleted and blocked Raafi's number! Who does he think he is? Who does he think he is? His branies approached Iqlima and felt most aware of everything! Huh! Yahya muttered. He continued walking towards his main room.

“Gus, sorry Gus..” An assistant approached in shock. Yahya stopped his steps.

“Alhamdulillah Gus has returned, Gus Yahya is waiting by Ummi Hajjah in the family room. Today a guest from Mr. Cahyati's residence, Mr. Pranawa, came to visit. He brought his daughter Miss Layla. From tomorrow Miss Layla will settle in pesantren” Assistant Yahya reported.

“What does this have to do with me? If you want to enter the cottage, just enter! Why should you report to me?! Just follow the existing procedure!” Tukas Yahya cuek's. He passed into the room.

“Gus, wait, Gus briefly!"

"What else? It's clear what I said, right? I don't have much time! "

"Ma... Excuse me... Here's Gus... Ummi Hajjah wants to invite Gus Yahya to visit the dormitory building santriwati to accompany madam Cahyati and her daughter to look around the dormitory! Please don't be rejected Gus.. I was instructed to convey this!” Assistant Yahya did not give up. He who was anxious how to deal with Hajjah Aisha had to persuade Yahya to face him.

“What? Visiting santriwati dormitory?” Yahya seemed interested.

“Iya, true Gus!”

“Hmh So yes..." Yahya seemed to think.

"Why didn't you say that from earlier! How could I refuse Ummi's request! Haha.. You really like making things up!” Yahya. The assistant scratched his head. Baffled.

“Why silence?! Quickly provide my best robes and perfumes!” Tell Yahya, do not forget he revealed his smile.

“Ba.. Fine Gus!” Yahya immediately shot into his private room.

Unlike usual, Gus Yahya now smiled more. The assistant scratched his nape staring at Yahya's back that disappeared behind the wall.

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The movement of steps sounded filled the hallways of the santriwati's room.

Brakes

Brakes

Brakes

The doors are quickly opened by the nanny's ustadzah.

“Clean your rooms, lest there be a single visible trash! Ummi Hajjah and Gus Yahya will visit here! Hurry along! Hurry up!” The ustadzah.

“Come quickly!!”

The announcement using loudspeakers also began to be heard through the mushala funnel. Love to fill the hearts of the students. Visited by Hajjah Aisyah and Gus Yahya is a blessing. Moreover, most of them strongly idolize the son of the owner of the pesantren.

Instead of daring to hope to be the first, second or third wife, being able to meet and see Yahya in person has become a happiness for them.

Sreet

The rain has stopped. The gate was opened wide by two khadim. The santriwati had been waiting for Yahya and his entourage in the middle of the dormitory courtyard. The pesantren and the others stepped in.

Hajjah Aisyah and Cahyati walked in a row on Yahya's left side. The two top socialites are accompanied by a khadimah walking gracefully. Their body gestures look classy.

Accompanied by Sri, Layla walks on Yahya's right side. The girl looks charming in a pink bella veil. The selected color looks contrast on the white skin. The striking appearance is enough to make anyone who looks amazed. Slowly but surely, Layla tried to keep pace with Yahya's moves.

Yahya who usually walks down or looks straight ahead, this time looks not calm. The tail of his eyes shimmered to the right and to the left. Occasionally he moved his neck to examine it more clearly. It was like looking for something. Not finding what he was looking for, Yahya frowned.

Woaa Mas Yahya is very fragrant. If you sleep with Yahya, I will not escape! Although a santri who rarely mingle, it turns out the taste of Yahya mas can also! Hidhi. Layla smiles in excitement. He inhaled the strong scent of Yahya's body.

Hhhssssstt Hhhhsssttt. The women began to whisper.

Oh, my God, Jamiil Jiddan! They sparkle.

Wooaa Look! Gus Yahya looked at me!

Haha... Don't Ge-er! Gus Yahya also swept his gaze to many sides. Today he looks different! This time I could see his good looks clearly! Allah Masyaa... Last night I had a dream...

Uh uh, but who was Gus Yahya with? So pretty! This is the real angel!

Maybe a kiayi kid from another boarding school.

Oh, my God, they are so good! Not really Gus Yahya's wife.

Better not to. The beautiful mother is like a really close maksa to Gus Yahya. But his Gus Yahya looks like he's not comfortable! The other santri Tukas who from earlier observed Layla's movements in detail.

Huusss, don't talk carelessly! If it stands parallel to Ummi Hajjah and close to Gus Yahya, it is certain that he is a respected person. He's better than you or me! One of them gave a warning. The other Santri nodded.

Yahya's entourage approached. Since entering the boarding house and stopping at the dormitory, the assistants have informed well about Bustanul Jannah which will be occupied by Layla and Cahyati. Pesantren who are very famous with grade A has good facilities. Cahyati was not too worried about leaving Layla there. Moreover, his daughter will get special permission to access Hajjah Aisyah's house.

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