I Love You Young Master

Chapter 56 | Fathur?

“You are looking for trouble with the wrong person,” Aqilla said intimidatingly. One by one they were arrested. “Qaill is not a suitable person to be made an enemy, Fool!”

Gluey!

Everyone who heard the salivary gulped loudly. Their feathers kicked instantly. It turns out.the sentence scattered in all corners of the world is not a mere rumor. Except for the terrible reality they now had to face head on.

Aqilla with its aura is the best blend to scoop up all-out oxygen in the air. It felt like their breath was suffocating in a room as open as this. In fact, the area of this house is fairly decent, you know. But they feel very narrow.

However, even choosing to retreat cannot. Their master would surely send many insults and protestations if they yielded. So it went wrong, right? Forward dead, backward scorched.

Nothing is right!

“Why silence? Come forward, I must be the opponent, kok.” Aqilla stretched her neck until the sound of ‘krek krek’ echoed. Enough's enough! They just shiver, not play. Especially if more?

Ah, no-no. They are still sane enough not to invite the incarnation of the angel of death to play cat-slinging. Then, what should they be now?

Prok prokk...

Attention is interested. Each person stared in one direction, right at the figure of the man in his official suit clapping himself. Aqilla looked at the man sharply. Unexplained though, he understood that it was the man who was responsible for this incident.

“You—” Aqilla is furious half-dead. Thankfully only Fathur, not ‘dia’..

The man called Fathur wore a slanted smile, satisfied to see the figure of Aqilla in his residence. “For a long time no see, yes, Qill,” said Fathur friendly.

Aqilla. “No need to act as if we are familiar, Mr. Fathur. You are nothing more than ‘mantan pal’ for me.”

He is Fathur, Fathur Avie Holle, Aqilla's and Ely's former best friend. The third relationship began when Aqilla helped Fathur who still did not control the martial arts was being persecuted by some who were enemies of Fathur. From that day on, their days passed together.

Not infrequently, Ely or Aqilla make Fathur a place to vent. The reason for that was because the man had an intelligent and wise brain. The words of advice Fathur gave were always the best solution for Aqilla and Ely, calming the heart and ushering in peace of the soul.

Unfortunately, his third relationship ran aground when Fathur forced his will to marry Aqilla and Ely. Yes, the man wanted his two best friends to be by his side, as wives. Fathur even unreservedly expressed his feelings for Aqilla as well as Ely.

Weird right?

Aqilla just goosebumps imagining herself sharing a husband. Aqilla refused strongly. However, Fathur still insisted. He had been desperate to kidnap Aqilla and Ely to KUA to be married without the permission of the owner of the body. However, Aqilla managed to escape that time.

Fathur's attitude and nature changed for what reason. Maybe it happened because of the closeness of Fathur, Aqilla, and Ely that exceeds friends. No one knew how to think of Fathur until the man was determined to make Aqilla and Ely his wife.

If the case is that Fathur likes one among Aqilla or Ely, maybe that sounds natural, right? But he wants both, you know. Maruk is so a guy.

“Aqilla, why did you become a gini? You changed!” exclaim Fathur did not accept. Three years have passed since the breakdown of their friendship. However, Fathur never forgot the two figures of women who filled his days.

All Fathur wants is himself, Aqilla, and Ely always together— is never separated. That'sthat's all.

“You changed, Fathur!” hiss Aqilla.

“I? Changed? I'm still the same, Qilla. I still love you, same Ely.” Fathur smiled sweetly. He approached the woman and without warning pulled Aqilla's waist until her body stuck. “I love you,” whispered Fathur in a hoarse voice in front of the face of Aqilla.

Aqilla stared back sharply. Contrary to the shady twinkle of Fathur. As if in the middle of a war, both of them drift in the game.

Braakk!

Aqilla. He turned his head quickly towards the main door that had just been force-fired. Rayhan stood there, looking at him with a look of disappointment.

Aqilla's rush pushed Fathur's body until the man's embrace was released. Aqilla was about to step up, but her arm was blocked. “Lease, Fathur!” snapped Aqilla was starting to run out of patient stock.

“No, Qill! I will never let you go again!” fathur's determination is not to lose.

Rayhan approached the two with quick steps. His emotions have gone up to the top. He shook off Fathur's hand and pulled Aqilla into his arms. “Shun my future wife,” said Rayhan full of emphasis.

Fathur widened his eyes. “Calon wife?” ogre. Shift his gaze at Aqilla. “What is true, Qill?”

“Yes, he is my future husband,” Aqilla said firmly with full confidence. Without hesitation he wrapped both his hands around Rayhan's waist.

Rayhan who heard so smiled faintly. While his heart guaranteed Aqilla's words to come true soon.

May we be a soul mate and be united, Qill..

Isn't that prayer?

...👑👑👑...

Ely runs up to Alvin. After finding the distance was safe and affordable, the girl patted Alvin on the shoulder without saying hello. The man gasped for a moment, then turned around and looked at Ely sharply.

“Stop surprising me, Miss! I still don't want to be gone because of a heart attack,” exclaimed Alvin annoyed.

Ely's serious mimicry didn't change a single speck. The girl looked at Alvin with demands. “Where is my best friend?” tanyakanya.

“You mean.. Miss Aqilla?” alvin Terka.

Ely agreed quickly.

“Nona Aqilla disappeared and there was no news at all during this one week. Now, the young master is heading to the last location following the tracking device that was on Miss Aqilla,” explained Alvin short, solid, and clear.

Ely bit his lower lip agitated. If not mistaken, just before he fainted on the day's events, Ely heard the voice of someone familiar in his mind. The man who is still among the memory of Ely's brain.

“Then, sir why are you here? Why not join young master?” ask Ely curiously.

“I was asked to help this place, Miss.” Just that's Alvin's description. The man didn't want to say too long. “Do you want to say another, Miss?”

“Then they, Sir! The mastermind behind all this is not an ordinary person,” said Ely who was worried about Aqilla's condition out there. Had he known the friend's accurate position at this time, perhaps Ely would have rushed there himself without asking anyone for help.

Hearing Ely's words, Alvin's body stiffened on the spot. Is it true that this time the enemy has an unusual ability?

“Who do you mean, Miss?”

Ely sighed softly. “If not wrong, he... Fathur, Fathur Avie Holle.”

“Master.. Fathur?” lirih Alvin doesn't believe it.

^^^To be continuous...^^^