Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 58: The Word Is Do'a

Calm down~ Calm down, Layla~ Layla gasps to see the seriousness of Yahya's eyes on Iqlima. He who is experienced enough to face the men can really read Yahya clearly. The blow Ilyas threw explained everything.

That woman cannot be underestimated. Not only did he steal Yahya's body, but he also stole his heart. I've failed many times, in the future, I can no longer let it go. Layla sculpts, she thinks.

“Honey? you're here?!” Layla was surprised when a man greeted her and hugged her tightly.

“Mas Ridho?”

“You know where I came from today, hm? So surprised! I want a surprise for you!” Ridho stroked Layla's cheek gently. The girl glanced at the indifferent-looking Ilyas. Ilyas still grimaced with the occasional palpation of the corners of his torn lips.

“A.. I..”Layla avoids the excessive touch that Ridho gives her.

“We went to my apartment! I brought a lot of souvenirs for you” Sontak Ilyas looked up.

“I brought him here, I will also take him home” Sahut Ilyas approached.

“Layla, who is she?” Ridho put on an unfriendly face.

“She's Ilyas, Rumi's fiancee!”

“Ooh.. Mas, meet me Ridho.His girlfriend Layla!” Ridho extended his hand. The shriveled face turned bright instantly.

“Mas Ilyas, I went home with Mas Ridho only yes. I'll call papa to ask for permission!” Ilyas pecked and then had to nod. Ridho and Layla get out of the airport by embracing each other.

He's too young, I'm worried about his association but I can't do anything about it. Ilyas muttered as his eyes still followed the movements of Layla and her boyfriend.

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Iqlima looked out the window of the plane. Outside drizzle down. Grain of water on the surface. This is the third time he has travelled in less than a year.

The dripping water point brought him to the memories that had passed. Iqlima felt sad. His feelings are mixed.

Bang Rais's...Ii'm sorry... Iqlima muttered while silently tailing his eyes glanced at Yahya who was right beside the right. Many anxieties that Iqlima felt included anxiety because until now there has not been a word that Yahya issued since successfully herding him into the waiting room.

“Bang Yahya..” Call Iqlima bravely. Yahya did not touch him. The young man was wearing a headset. Maybe Yahya could not hear his call.

“Bang Yahya..” Call Iqlima again. This time he pressed his index finger repeatedly on Yahya's sturdy arm carefully. Instantly Yahya looked. The face is tangled, the forehead is shriveled and the look of his sharp eyes makes the sound of Iqlima stuck in the throat. Yahya raised his eyebrows up.

“Bang Yahya ma.... still angry?” Iqlima bit his lower lip when he realized he was asking the wrong question.

“You think I'll be fine after you easily let Ilyas touch you?” Whisper Yahya sarcasm with great emphasis. Iqlima. Yahya's accusation adds to the list of pains in his heart.

“A... Me...”

Crutches Crutches

Not yet Iqlima continued his sentence, he gasped. Suddenly the passengers could feel the plane swinging and shaking. From an altitude of 33,000 feet, they entered the area with bad weather.

Please keep seated!

Please don’t leave your seat!

Make sure your seatbelt is fastened!

Crew aircraft provide warnings to stay seated and fasten seat belts through loudspeakers. Iqlima's heart beats unnoticed. He suddenly stared and closed his eyes with his heart to launch dhikr. Out there, black clouds rolled around like they formed a royal alliance. Lightning and lightning struck. Plane swinging.

“Turbulence during bad weather like this is common. God willing it is okay!” Yahya's whisper softened. Seeing Iqlima's trembling body, his heart turned pity. Yahya took the initiative to hold his hand. The young man still felt angry. Emotional feelings due to Ilyas's actions still felt domineering.

"A.. Is it really okay?" Tanya Iqlima assured.

"Emblance on an aircraft is usually harmless. It was not a sign of danger" Yahya clasped Iqlima's hand tighter.

"If it's not dangerous why wear a seat belt? " Iqlima still cannot believe Yahya's words 100 percent.

"For passengers not to be knocked down and injured due to sudden shocks, because shocks are unpredictable. Sometimes strong sometimes light" Yahya explained again.

“Ka.. If this plane is ration.”

“Ssttt, al-kalamu du’a. Words are prayers, it is better not to say anything but just fine words” Iqlima nodded. His eyes condensed. Yahya brought the head of Iqlima to lean on his shoulders.

“Take it easy. In the future, you will not be alone. Because in addition to having me, you will also have children who will fill your days with happiness” Iqlima raised his face. Although Yahya said it expressionlessly, but the answer felt so cool. The sentence sounded so beautiful in the midst of the gripping rowdy atmosphere. Iqlima was stunned, Iqlima fell in love. Iqlima fell in love with the simple word Yahya.

The kid? I'm gonna have a kid? Can I have it?

The Kruk Kruk Kruk.

The plane returned to vibrate. Occasionally the giant iron bird moved downwards as it slipped uncontrollably. Iqlima's heart is back. He seemed to realize that their current condition was not okay.

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Ciiiiitt

A Jimny G-Class car that stopped right in front of the Ilyas car made him forced to brake suddenly. A swarm of burly youth with embellished tattoos on the body got out of the car.

Brak Brak Brak

“Out!!” Their screams echoed in the deserted streets. Ilyas.

“Come out of you!! Or we will break your car glass!!” Ilyas was forced to shut down the machine and follow what they wanted.

“What is this?! What do you want?!”

“Nothing, we just want to kick your ass!”

Buuugggg

Blows landing. Ilyas failed to evade. This time his face became bruised. His cheekbone is cracked. The mouth that was torn from Yahya's punch was back to bleed.

“Feel this!!”

Buuugggg

“Feel because you have had fun with our boss' lover, this blow is still nothing!”

Buuuggg.

Ilyas staggered, both sides of his face being targeted. The head of Ilyas felt thick-set. He raised his hand and begged them to stop.

“Also feel this!”

Buuugghh

Buuurrr.

Fresh blood spurted from Ilyas' mouth like a burst of water. They kick in the stomach. The young man bounced around rolling onto the asphalt. Ilyas felt the earth spinning violently. Death is in sight.

“This is an early warning for having snatched a woman named Iqlima from the hands of our boss!” Say them. Even with his eyes closed and the pain of his whack, Ilyas could still hear clearly what they were saying.

Suutt. The fattest tattooed youth gave his flock a code to leave.

"Do you have to go so fast? He's not battered!" Another herd process.

"At least he was helpless! Let's go!!" They left Ilyas alone. Thick blood gurgled out of his mouth.

The iqlima? Ck. Well, I didn't think it turned out you were this bad. How could you do this inhumane thing to me. After you took me away from Iqlima and married her by betraying me, then you sent an executioner to incapacitate me. Was your blow at the airport not enough? I should be angry!! Ilyas clenched his hands in pain. In between his powers, Ilyas takes the device.

“Pak police, I Ilyas son Kiayi Utsman pesantren cottage owner Dar As greetings want to give a report!”

“Previous please pick me up on the road xxx xxx. I was lying helplessly on the asphalt because I had just been grabbed by a group of people. I'd like to report the person who has ganged on me by doing a visa to show proof!” Said Ilyas in a raucous voice.

Yahya, Allah does not sleep, Allah will avenge all your wicked deeds. It's not my wish to throw you away, but it's your own choice.

Ssssss. Ilyas grimacing. Unable to endure the pain, Ilyas fell unconscious.

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