Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 53: The Heartbreak Day of Bustanul Jannah

In the backyard of the dormitory, Iqlima opened his eyes slowly. He fell asleep in the rain. Last night, Iqlima did not sleep because he was busy chatting with Yahya until morning. Now his white robe becomes dirty and mustache exposed to oil seepage. His face turned ugly. Iqlima tried to move his body. But it still hurts.

Ssssss. The girl came back grimacing.

Iqlima tried to get back up. He put his hands on the wet ground. Fail. His hands felt numb. Iqlima did not give up, he tried again.

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Bismillah~

Iqlima is still fighting. But the girl's eyes managed to turn perfectly when she saw the existence of small creatures moving agilely on the ground in large numbers. Some had already stuck to Iqlima's leather panshoes.

I... That's what? Iqlima frowned researching. Because he just woke up, his consciousness had not returned 100 percent. He fixed his gaze around trying to digest the situation well.

In wet soil, there are already many blood-sucking animals that are related to earthworms. The animal is slim body shrink forward, yellowish-brown to blackish with a length of up to 50 mm. On the head there are five pairs of eyes and a tool as a sucker, at the back end there is a tool as a sticker. The animal walks like a caterpillar.

Iqlima realized what animals were moving indeterminate in that direction. It's shaking. Iqlima took a swing to scream.

While in the middle courtyard of the santriwati dormitory, Hajjah Aisyah was speaking in front of hundreds of santriwati who listened with great solemnity. He introduced Layla and Cahyati as important and special people.

"Ya Akhawat, the santri who Ummi loved and Ummi was proud of because of Allah, as Ummi has explained at length who actually wanted Layla this..."

"If Nak Layla is very special in the hearts of all of us, but son Layla still wants to be treated like other ordinary santriwati. He still wants to feel how life in the pesantren. Nak Layla really sincerely wants to study here. Ummi hope you can establish friendly and even fraternal relationships well! " Tukas Hajjah Aisha. Layla gave her smile. The santriwati.

"Son... Special meaning here, of course you already understand what Ummi means right... hehe" continued Hajjah Aisyah rubbed Layla's shoulders while glancing at Yahya. He half hugged her.

Ceeess

The hearts of the santriwati instantly melos. They're heartbroken. The sky was cloudy describing their mood. But as they try to accept the reality, Layla deserves to be with Yahya. Layla is perfect as a woman.

My heart hurts. Said one of the students to his friend in a whisper. Today may be designated as the Day of Heartbreak for Bustanul Jannah. Rabbi~

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The tears can't be dammed, they just flow. Ayi cried in the row. His heart was so broken. Hajjah Aisyah's implied words about Layla's position have very clearly revealed the true reality.

Did I have no chance at all? Am I less beautiful? Am I not also the son of a kiayi who doubles as the village chief? Abi also has a palm-fringed plantation. Why are they rejecting me? Whyyy?! Ayi's heart was growling.

Ayi can clearly remember when her family sent someone to be a messenger as an intermediary for her relationship with Yahya. But Hajjah Asiyah refused the arrival of the envoy outright. They said that Yahya had not finished his studies. Ayi is really a nelangsa. He looked at Yahya with tears.

Yahya himself had not listened to what Hajjah Aisyah was talking about. Yahya is not interested in the discussion presented. He was still busy looking one by one the faces of the students in front of him. But what he had been looking for had not been found.

Layla looked at Yahya who seemed relaxed, for her the expression was a sign of approval. Layla smiled her smile in satisfaction. It was too easy for him to choose whichever man he wanted. Even Yahya.

Yahya breathed his breath into the air. He looks disappointed. Yahya was very upset when he made sure that Iqlima was not in the crowd.

Is his wife asleep? Why didn't Iqlima wake up? Wasn't there an announcement that he was going into the dormitory? Why didn't Iqlima bully him? Is it for Iqlima that his existence is not important at all?

Huh just look! I'll punish him if we meet later. How dare she not care about the husband's arrival! Later I will give a special lesson on how a wife welcomes her husband! Yahya squinted his eyes. Pantingly. It feels like time is completely wasted.

Aaaaaaa.... Suddenly a scream was heard.

Aaaaaaa.... The sound became clearer the longer it sounded.

Yahya. He knows exactly who is running. Hajjah Aisyah was no less surprised. Cahyati wondered what was he running for?

"Iqfive stop! What the hell are you doing?! It's shameful!! Do you not see here Ummi Hajjah, Gus Yahya and the honored guests?! " Ustadzah Ayuni rebuked Iqlima loudly. Instantly the girl woke up. He felt his heart still beating.

Mppfff Hhmmmpppfff. The santriwati held back a laugh seeing the appearance of Iqlima so ruffled.

Maybe he's crazy.

Loss beautiful face but idio*t

He's bahlul.

From the beginning he was a trouble maker.

Look how much he is humiliating himself!

The santriwati whispered to each other humbly.

"Ma... Excuse me.... A. I fell because I accidentally slipped by gasoline oil spilled in the backyard. La... then I was surprised because there were a lot of leeches there! " Say Iqlima. He was really trembling in fear. His lips looked pale.

"lik! Don't fabricate! Where there may be gasoline in this pesantren! You're hallucinating!" Sergeh Ayuni is furious about Iqlima. He as a senior ustadzah really feel embarrassed because he failed to bring order to the situation.

"A..I'm not lying!" Sahut Iqlima.

Hajjah Aisyah shook her head in disbelief. As expected. Iqlima is a below average girl.

Look at your choice, Yahya! You will be truly sorry if you do not listen to Ummi. I was born first, I ate the salt acid of life first. Hajjah Aisyah shook her head looking at Iqlima with a slurred look.

"Hm... Sorry if I was sassy. I have no right to speak, but I feel sorry for him. How about we go together to the backyard to prove the truth? Lest this was all just a joke to seek sympathy from a certain party! " Layla said softly yet piercingly. Hajjah Aisyah nodded in amazement at the maturity Layla had.

Layla is indeed a good candidate in the future! Hajjah Aisyah. Together they look for evidence to the backyard.

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The wave of steps sounded dense. The santriwati follow the pesantren from the back. Iqlima who became a suspect and resigned moons when herded. Despite feeling disgusted by Iqlima's dirty body, they still herded it.

"Where's the gas?! " Tanya Ayuni when they arrived at the location. Iqlima's mouth was agape. The puddle of gasoline on the ground had disappeared instantly. Leech's entourage was also almost disoriented. There are only two left.

How could? I can't be hallucinating!

"A... I'm not lying! Look at my clothes! My clothes smell gasoline! " Iqlima.

"You must not defend yourself! You're obviously lying! Why do you always make trouble?!"

"Hhhh Your clothes do smell of gasoline, that means you brought gasoline into this boarding school! Did you disappear yesterday because you wanted to smuggle gasoline huh?! Do you want to burn this pesantren?!" Ayuni Ustadzah. He was really embarrassed because Iqlima was not educated in the slightest.

"Why are you going to the backyard anyway?! For what?! What are you doing here?!"

Iqlima looked up at Yahya for protection. Netra they met for a while. But alas, Yahya just looked at her with a flat face without expression. Iqlima bit his lower lip in disbelief. He's back down. His heart feels numb.

How does he defend himself now?

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