Holy Prison (Love For Iqlima)

Chapter 69: I'm Not an Impression~

How do I get back to Bustanul Jannah? Iqlima wiped his tears. After his wallet in the pickpocket, now the woman does not have a penny to go home. He glanced at the watch that Yahya handed over as a dowry a few months ago.

When should I sell it? How much practice? Could it be 500 grand? Iqlima thought fast.

Then where should I sell it? Hhh. Iqlima rubbed the sweat that flooded his forehead. He started looking for a watch shop.

May Yahya understand and not be angry. Mumam Iqlima. There is no other option, Iqlima must sell it. Time is also very tight. Worried about being ambushed by the person who had pickpocketed his wallet at the end of the road, Iqlima decided to turn around by going back through the building.

Tap Tap Tap

Suddenly Iqlima's footsteps stopped. His eyes caught Yahya talking to a woman who seemed to be a business associate. Iqlima's heart was racing again. Eyes glazed.

That's Bang Yahya... Iqlima started to walk closer. He was very excited to see Yahya again. He took his foot step by step. A few more meters Iqlima will arrive in front of the handsome young man.

Now, from a distance of a few meters Iqlima can smell the aroma of Yahya's special passing by exhaled by the breeze.

How'this? My clothes are so worn. My body smells of rotten vegetables. A moment of hesitation ambushed his heart. Iqlima steps up. The scent of Yahya's body reaching out to his kiss made Iqlima a crisis of confidence.

At the same time, Yahya turned his gaze. Either got the power from where, with a quick movement Iqlima immediately hid behind the wall. He faces backwards so he can't be seen. Iqlima closed his eyes and felt his heartbeat speeding up.

Huft Alhamdulillah's... I almost got caught! Iqlima breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his eyelids. Slowly the woman turned around and began to peek again.

Sets.

Ha's? Bang Yahya is missing? Where is Bang Yahya?! Iqlima's inner cry panicked. The person he was looking for was no longer where he had been.

Is Yahya going home? Iqlima heart mengelos. He looked to the right and to the left, disappointed. He should not have avoided. Although it must be avoided, at least Iqlima must continue to monitor. The girl cursed her stupidity. Hhhhh, now he again lost track of Yahya. Iqlima was running lethargic and had to return to do the original mission. It sells dowry hours.

“Neng, alone? Went where? Here brother anterin!” A young man suddenly approached her. Iqlima shook his head leisurely. His eyes were empty ahead. Disregarding the man, he kept moving.

“Come neng, don't frown! Brother Anterin than alone so!” Iqlima does not. His eyes lit up when the watch shop was already nearby.

"Beautiful is arrogant anyway?! Come here...!" The young man was about to touch Iqlima's hand. However,

Seettt

“Awww. Bang bang! Relax bang!” Another man suddenly appeared twisting the wrist of the young man who was about to touch Iqlima's hand. The young man was in pain.

Ba... Bang Yahya? Iqlima.

“A... Awwww” Yahya twists harder.

“Okay okay, this is sister? Forgive bang! I'm just a prank! Forgiveness!!” Yahya threw the young man's hand rough until it fell. Frightened, the young man ran away. Iqlima did not stop staring at Yahya. The one he misses so much is near him.

Seettt

With a disheveled face and without saying a word Yahya pulled Iqlima's hand into his car.

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Ciiiite

Hilman brakes suddenly. He got out of the car and looked around. Cut Buleun was standing waiting for him while playing a mobile phone. But it seemed that the girl was not aware that the person she was waiting for was in front of her.

"So I saw Iqlima here" Hilman frowned. He reached into his cell phone from his pants pocket and started making calls.

"How's your investigation into Iqlima all this time?! Why is there no news, huh?? " Hilman's hard drive without a stale base.

"Sorry boss, it's hard to track. In Aceh, in Medan, I did not find any whereabouts of Miss Iqlima there. I have also checked that Miss Iqlima was not taken by a young man named Ilyas. The trail of the beautiful lady vanished! "

"Heh, don't be so rude! Don't call her beauty your dirty mouth!! "

"Ma... Sorry boss! "

"Find Iqlima in Jakarta! I feel like he's here! Do not let Iqlima abrasions even if only a speck. If that happens, it's your life that I'll make a blister!! " Let's tell Hilman to raise one eye.

"Ready boss!! "

"Hurry and find him!! I can't wait!!!"

"Ready boss!!" Hilman closed the conversation. He frowned looking thoughtful. Unknowingly his phone was already filled with many missed calls.

Deck Cut.

Hilman. He immediately rushed towards the Cut Buleun.

"Dek Cut dear... Long time no see! " Hilman spread his hand.

"Who are you?! Don't be so rude!! " Hardik Cut Buleun dodging. His two bodyguards held Hilman's hand.

"I'm Hilman! Listen to my voice then you will recognize it! " Cut Buleun shook his head in disbelief.

"Let go!! " Tell Hilman on the bodyguards who hold firmly his hand. The young man bowed slightly and then turned around.

"Bang Man's... Wait...!"

"Don't go...!" Cut Buleun desperately hugged Hilman from behind.

"As Bang Man has been honest with me, I will appreciate it!" The Cut Buleun. Like her, the girl really put her heart on Hilman.

I'll use it to restore Iqlima's rights. I will restore the glory that should belong to Iqlima! That girl should be in my arms soon! Hilman turned his body. He hugged Cut Buleun from the front tightly. Cut Buleun.

"Dek Cut, now my name is no longer Hilman, but Osman! Now, Hilman is gone"

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Braaakkkk

Yahya closed the door of the room by slamming hard. Iqlima covered his ears. Yahya's face was red, his jaw was hardened.

"Bao... A... I.. ask.. "

Sreeegggs

Aawww

Iqlima had not yet finished his sentence, Yahya had already pulled it close to the wall.

"When are you going to act as you please? " Task Yahya in a slow tone. The fingers of his hands went down the cheeks of Iqlima. The woman in her cage gasped.

"When do you want to hurt your husband?! " Yahya stopped her movement.

"When do you want to test my patience?! What until I give up on you?! And you can be free to do anything as you please?! Will you be satisfied after that???" Yahya's voice is rising.

Deg.

"Babbbb!!!" Hardik Yahya hard. The veins on his neck showed that he was in high emotion. Iqlima. With teary eyes he ventured to embrace Yahya. The young man closed his eyes neutralizing the anger that appeared to be stirring up.

"I miss bang Yahya! " Clear Iqlima. Tears flow.

Sreeettt

Yahya held firmly Iqlima's hand loosened the woman's embrace.

"What?! You missing me?! Save your shit, Cih!!"

"You crave other men and go with other men without my knowledge! I was in the middle of life and death! " The eyes of Yahya glitter. Iqlima.

"This time you go back quietly! Yep... I must applaud your courage! You're acting as the person who understands this city the most!" Iqlima's throat felt choked.

"You don't mind if some bad guy snatches you! Even if someone harasses you! You are a wild woman! You managed to tear apart your husband's self-esteem!" Yahya continued to issue his slurs. Iqlima's heart was torn to shreds hearing it.

"You know? I'm not an impingement when the main cast isn't around!!" The tears of Iqlima are flowing more and more. Yahya stretched his confinement. He clenched his hands and was about to punch the wall. But the hand was successfully held by Iqlima. Yahya immediately threw it. He chose to leave the room.

"Aaaaaa Aaaaa hix hix hix" Tangis Iqlima broke. He was sitting on the floor. Iqlima crying bitterly. Her tears are spilling. She failed as a wife.

"Aaaa Aaaaa... Ii'm sorry... Hix Hicks.... " Iqlima. He no longer cared about the pain that plagued his body. Alone, Iqlima continued to cry until he unconsciously fell asleep.

***

Yahya went back into the room after ablution' at the hotel mushala. He found Iqlima asleep leaning against the wall of the closet.

Hhhh. Yahya threw his breath into the air. His vision was piqued when he saw Iqlima's open palm. The palms of the hands looked red. Yahya frowned. He approached. Slowly Yahya felt the palm of the hand. Iqlima a little hissing. But he still slept.

Yahya swiftly picked up the P3K box.

I'm upset... I was so angry that I could not speak. Slowly Yahya began smearing the red medicine there.

My heart aches when in Korea you say the name of your loved one with enthusiasm. To me you've never been that enthusiastic. Yahya smiled blandly.

My heart aches to see you with the other young man while staring at each other. I moved you to college to avoid it. But it turns out there are a lot of gaps for you to be together. You might laugh at my stupidity. You're pouring vinegar over my wounds that you haven't treated. Yahya still smeared the red medicine slowly.

Yep... I am a fool! Yahya smiled wryly.

Even to this day my mind cannot escape from thinking about you. I'm almost crazy to miss you. And. The more I avoid you, the more I hurt myself... Yahya began to bandage gauze on the wounds in the hands of Iqlima.

However, should I condone all your actions and deny all my pain? Yahya's tears are dripping.

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