Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 65: Determination, Determination

Even two weeks Iqlima was in Yahya's main room. There was nothing he could do but pacing back and forth and looking out the window. I wish Yahya would cross over there. But his hope did not come true. During these two weeks Yahya's nose was never seen.

Iqlima's weight is shrinking. Almost no food intake entered his body except just a spoonful of two spoons along with water that he drank more to make him able to stand.

Bang Yahya..I'm sorry.Lirih Iqlima sat down with his knees in the corner of the room. Lately he has fallen asleep more often on the floor than on the bed. Iqlima wiped the tears that seemed to dry up.

The sound of alarm sounds simple welcome. Today should be the first day Iqlima became a student. He stared at the nanar on the mobile phone screen to see the notification sent from the campus academics.

I should how? Iqlima ruffled his hair in frustration. He returned languid.

Tuk

A pen that had fallen out of nowhere knocked on Iqlima's head.

Yes Rabb., even inanimate things hate me. Iqlima rubbed his head.

**.. But.. Iqlima remembered something when he saw the pen rolling in front of him. As it dawned, Iqlima got up from his seat.

Kreeekk Kreeekk

Iqlima opens one of the doors on the connecting door. He felt it was time to leave the room hoping to meet Yahya to apologize. Iqlima was surprised to find the main door locked. That means he's been locked up there all along.

Did Yahya intentionally lock her up? But when will this problem be allowed to drag on? Iqlima's heart returned. While beristighfar, he continued to explore the road that he had been through before to get to the front gate dormitory santriwati.

The eyes of Iqlima shimmered. Lonely atmosphere. There was no one there except cars and motorcycles lined up in the parking lot.

Bang Yahya, where is Bang Yahya? Iqlima. He picked up his phone and tried to contact Yahya. But, baby, the effort was in vain. Yahya could not be contacted. Iqlima looks desperate.

Do I have to go back to the room? Iqlima was confused. He looks like a crook.

Alarms warning to re-enter the campus were heard. With a snort as bad as Iqlima turned off the alarm. Suddenly, a crazy idea appeared.

Why don't I go to college? Bang Yahya must have allowed me to go out to study. Bang Yahya must have paid a lot of money for all of this! It would be a waste if I didn't get to class! At least in the future I have to be smart so that the family bang Yahya will accept me. Iqlima nodded to justify his thought. With a sling bag containing a wallet and mobile phone, Iqlima desperate to leave the residence Bustanul Jannah.

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Tit Tit Tit Tit

The sound of a heart rate monitor was heard in the ICU room of a large hospital. Yahya was admitted there after fainting in a meeting room two weeks ago that caused him to have a mild concussion. Yahya's head hit the wall.

“How's my son doing, Doc? Why hasn't Yahya been sober?” Hajjah Aisyah asked worriedly.

“Alhamdulillah patient has passed the critical period, but currently he is still under the influence of drugs. But madam, take it easy. If the medicine is working well, then there is nothing to worry about the Doctor explained with a smile and passing away.

“Mi, insya Allah mas Yahya will be fine!” Layla hugged Hajjah Aisyah from behind. Such sweet treatment made Hajjah Aisyah touched.

“Thank you, Son! You really are an Ummi booster!” The middle-aged woman rubbed Layla's hand.

Dddrrrt Dddrrrt

Handphone Hajjah Aisyah vibrating. Someone called.

“Ummi Hajjah, I would like to report that miss Iqlima is not in the room. Miss Iqlima escaped!” The assistant on duty reported in a panicked tone.

“What?? Fleeing?! Didn't you lock the door?”

“I've locked it, Ummi Hajjah!”

Did the woman run away through the connecting door? But where does he know his path? Hajjah Aisyah frowned.

“Ya already, let it go! He will return by himself!”

“Good, Ummi Hajjah!”

Huh. He thought Jakarta was easy and safe? Hopefully he was met by street thugs and mobbed! If necessary, do not go back and interfere with Yahya's life again! Batin Hajjah Aisyah Iqlima.

“Woaaa, handsome! Again pale just handsome, how about healthy again? Honey, mopping up dong! You want to marry me!” Layla said spoiled while watching Yahya's face closely. Suddenly, he remembered one thing. Layla rushes to get a cell phone and calls someone.

A few minutes later Yahya's fingers appeared to be twitching. Layla who had just ended the phone call immediately approached him. The girl quickly took Yahya's hand and placed it on his smooth cheek. The young man's back was moved to rub his face.

“Mas, wake up yuk... quickly open his eyes! I've been waiting a long time, Mas!” Layla's Whisper. Yahya's finger that was moving turned calm.

"Darling.., how not to get up? His finger was moving. How about PHP? " Tanya Layla was worried. His eyes stared at Yahya's thick, neatly lined brows then turned to his eyes, descending to the nose of his slide. Last Layla looked at Yahya's paled lips. He lingered on her. Instantly the girl nodded. Unable to hold back, Layla's face slowly approached. With eyes that remain focused towards the lips, He continues to approach his face to the lips that have been slightly peeling.

Tiiit Tiitt

The sound of monitors still filled the room. A little more Layla and Yahya's lips fused together. From sebasta, stay a while. Seven feet more. Layla's roaring breath swept across the face of the young man who was lying weakly helpless.

Mas Yahya., I will give you strength, Lirih Layla is sad. He closed his eyelids. They almost eroded the distance. But suddenly, though,

"Allahu Ak.bar" Lirih Yahya's voice sounded. Layla surprised. He immediately distanced his face. Yahya's eyes slowly opened.

"In.where Iqlima... Iqlima where?! " Tanya Yahya tried to raise his voice. His breath sounds heavy.

"Mas, is Yahya awake? thank goodness! " Excited Layla with sparkling eyes.

"Get your hands off! Don't touch me! Where's Iqlima? " Task Yahya in a voice that sounds so slow. He's still very limp. His head feels dizzy.

"Ma...Sorry, I don't know! Since waiting for Yahya here, I've never seen him! " Sahut Layla be careful.

"Get out of this room!" Layla sculpting.

"Get out of this room! Huk Huk Huk! " Yahya Coughed. Fresh blood came out of his mouth

"Mas, is it okay?! " Tanya Layla panicked. Yahya got up, he raised one hand hinting that Layla would not approach.

"Yeah?! You're a human, son?! Astaghfirullaaah, your mouth is bleeding!! " Hajjah Aisyah who just entered the room was no less panicked.

"Liar Layla calls the doctor, Mi! " Hajjah Aisyah nodded.

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Iqlima rubbed the sweat on his face. He finished his first lesson on campus. Earlier this morning by taxi, he arrived at the University of Indonesia. The long distance and having to pass the toll road caused Iqlima to have to spend a lot of money. The woman drained her wallet. Now he's thirsty. The body is not fit and inadequate food intake makes it quickly feel tired.

It was the first time Iqlima had travelled so far in a city he had never been to before. Honestly, Iqlima did not expect in a short time Yahya took the decision to move him from the Trisakti campus to the University of Indonesia. The campus actually has a mileage that is not close to Bustanul Jannah. But Iqlima felt a little relieved, because Yahya had said that on the sidelines of his busy life, Abah also took the time to become a guest lecturer at this University.

As his throat dries up, Iqlima finds the ATM box, without waiting any longer he goes in to withdraw the money. Iqlima took out the ATM card Yahya gave him. The girl's fingers nimbly pressed the pin button.

The remainder of your Balance Rp. 239,878,700

Twenty-three million?? That many?! Iqlima.

Uh... Wait for... I..This... Iqlima. He again counted the number of numbers listed. Immediately Iqlima shook. It turned out that it was not twenty-three million so much but two hundred and thirty-nine million. Iqlima. He and Yahya have been married for six months. That means Yahya transfers a routine of forty million in each month and Iqlima has not touched the money at all because Yahya has always met his needs.

Iqlima's knees feel weak. He again realized that all this time Yahya was so concerned about his welfare. She who was just a poor girl and an orphan was treated with such specialness. Iqlima walked out of the ATM machine box contemplating while wiping his tears. After buying mineral water, Iqlima wanted to go straight back to Bustanul Jannah and was determined to meet Yahya.

Iqlima walks out of the campus area. He waited for half an hour but the taxi did not show up. The atmosphere of the campus still looks crowded because students who come in and out pass by.

"Sir, find a taxi? " Suddenly a woman greeted him.

"Eh, yes brother! " Iqlima.

"Don't wait here, usually if you wait for the taxi to get there! Try walking 150 meters to the end then turn right, walk again 150 meters. If you wait there, a taxi will be here soon! " The woman sounded friendly. Iqlima. In spirit he thanked me. The woman who gave the hint smiled mysteriously full of meaning.

Without thinking for a long time, Iqlima immediately shot to the place he had been shown. Actually he was very tired, but he forced himself to walk to get a taxi and immediately returned.

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