I'm In Love With My Niece
Sacred In Dust
“My body is destroyed! I don't deserve to be forgiven anymore! I've been tainted so many times!”
A woman was hugging her legs and drowning her face there. There was a sound of hysterical crying so loud from there.
His clothes were very shabby, now no longer managed to cover the slender body. He seemed very frustrated in the face of the reality he received.
A car stopped in front of him, making his eyes glare with the lights of the car.
“Assalamaicum. Sorry, why are you here nights like this. Do you need help or are you lost here?” ask a man, who is out of a black car.
After a few minutes, the man repeated his question by greeting him many times. But the Saints did not answer.
“Excuse me, are you okay, or am I looking for help to local residents if you are sick,” the man said again.
Hearing the words ‘warga’ Sacred immediately raised his face looking at the man who was still standing before him.
“Astagfirullah!” The man wearing the mask retreated the steps of looking at the familiar face.
“Why open aurat, Sacred!” said the man, seeing the Sacred veil open and not covering his neck as before.
“You know me?” sacred Lirih.
‘His cup, he does not know me behind this mask,’ Inner Arch.
However, he was shocked as soon as Sacred stood up and approached him. With his tender hands Holy tried to touch the chest of the Ark field.
“Why is it still here? Do you want to try enjoying my body too?” holy Race, “padahal, your appearance is like an ustad!”
“Come, enjoy my body, Ustad!”
The Saints stepped forward closer to Arka. The woman did not seem to know the man before her.
“Astagfirullah. Be aware, I want to help you,” said Arka, trembling while trying to lower her head, because the Holy veil is not closed perfectly.
“It's okay. I don't need any help in vain. I want to give happiness to people!” The saints are getting closer.
He seemed to be unaware of what he was doing at this time, because of the incident an hour ago in which a taxi driver had desecrated him.
The deg!
Arka stopped stepping back when the woman was right in front of her. His heart was racing with irregular breathing. Arcs were also normal humans and men, seeing a woman as beautiful as a Saint with a body so smooth and white made her blood rustle.
Just this time the handsome ustad who was famous for being cold as well as a lecturer felt something strange to a woman. However, Arka kept trying to remind herself of God. Allah is All-Seeing and All-Knowing. He is special in his heart.
“You're a city person too, aren't you? City people always put forward their ego without seeing who is hurt and lost with his efforts based on lust and ego!” sacred, full of emphasis.
Those beautiful eye beads stared fixedly at Arka's two eyes. Just this time Arka looked at the eyes of a woman. It was so beautiful what Arka saw at this moment.
‘Astagfirullah. Forgive me, O God. His eyes and face are not my right, ’ Inner Arka, reminding himself agi.
On one hand, Arka was confused about what had happened to Saints until she was like this. Just now, the man knew Saints as brave, wise, and intelligent women. However, now the Holy situation is very concerning.
“What happened to you? Has anyone done you any harm? Or anyone enjoying- ...” Arka's speech was cut off.
“ENOUGH!” holy Shouts.
Without continuing his words, Suci frustratedly pulled the rough veil that had covered part of his head.
“Astagfirullah,” said Arka again, closed his eyes once the long and soft hair was perfectly severed.
Very pretty!
Arka spoke to her heart that truly praised the beauty of the woman. However, Arka still rubbed his chest while beristigfar in the heart.
“Come, enjoy my body. Let everything be destroyed by letting myself be the meal of all men including yourself, so that the savage men are happy!”
The deg!
The saint hugged the body of the Ark.
Bugh!
“Aw!” holy Scream, who felt pain in his hand when Arka pushed him spontaneously and he fell.
“I'm sorry. I don't want to be rude to you. I only take care of you and myself so that God does not hate us,” said Arka, feeling guilty.
Arka swallow saliva. His eyes opened perfectly staring intently at the Saint who had just said that.
“Do not say that. Allah is Most Fair. The test or disaster that befalls is the way God strengthens His servant and when we are patient and sincere in receiving it, then God will lift our degrees,” Arch counsel, softly.
“I'm too weak to be strengthened with a load of this size!” holy Cursary.
Somehow the corners of Arka's lips are pulled upwards and create an arch of a smile. There was a sense of awe in his heart, as Saints were able to string words together to debate him under these circumstances.
“If you we cannot, God will not give it. What makes him feel heavy and so big is the small gratitude, patience, and sincerity in our hearts in receiving the test.” Arka chimed again.
Instead of answering or listening to the Ark's advice again, Suci stood by hugging the bag he was still holding regardless of his current appearance.
“Wait! Where are you going?!” Arka chased, but Suci ran.
Arka decides to chase Suci by car. However, he could not put a woman in danger. Moreover, Arka already knew who that woman was.
“Yes God, what exactly happened to him? Is the test you gave him so great? Then it means she is a very strong woman,” muttered Arka, while driving a car.
“Astagfirullah!” Arka was surprised, as soon as he saw a flock of foreigners had blocked the Holy and touched the Holy hair that was still beautifully broken.
“What do you want?” holy Tanya, flat.
“Yes obviously, on a quiet night like this, we want a delicious dinner!” say one of them.
“So, you guys want to enjoy my body?”
The stranger was surprised to hear it. As if obtaining the green light, they instantly ambushed both of the Sacred hands to take him somewhere.
“No need to drag me. I can walk alone and follow you,” said Holy, weak.
They're wide-eyed. “Free?” ask one of them.
Sacred nodded slowly with a pushy look.
“Then, I want to enjoy your sweet lips first here, because it is so exciting!” turn on one of them.
Saints just fell silent and stared blankly. Truly, Suci felt that his life was meaningless. The trust of the mother that he sometimes remembered, so stifling his chest. Because, when the taxi driver was enjoying his body again, Suci felt that he had failed to carry out the mandate of the mother.
One of the men approached Sacred's face and directed her lips towards Sacred's tiny lips.
Bugh!
A powerful kick hit the man's neck until he fell to the ground.
“Exit!” the Arka's Commandment, against the Saints. However, Sacred seemed to hear anything. He was unaware of what was going on around him.
“SUCI! MOVE!” arka shouted again, but Saints still did not respond to anything.
“Akh!” Arka screamed in pain, getting hit when she was busy asking SUCi to pull over.
This was the second time the Arcs fought criminals who wanted to harass Saints. Fights this time, more than that day, as Arka fights more than two criminals. However, in addition to being a lecturer and ustad, Arka also trained martial arts in pesantren. He could knock out his opponent easily who did not know the martial rules in a fight.
“Sickness,” Holy shriek, found his hand pulled by Arka until it sank into Arka's embrace.
Arka drew Holy's hand spontaneously as two men among them were about to drag Saints with her. Unknowingly, Arka pulled Sacred into her embrace.
“Stay behind me,” said Arka, commemorating Saints.
Arka again fended off her opponent. Until the long-awaited moment, where the foreigners ran in a daze of fear leaving the Ark and Saints.
“Ampuni me, O Allah,” muttered Arka, closing her eyes and unknowingly a tear fell from her left eye.
Arka recalled that all this time she had never touched a woman who was not her mahram. But, tonight, Arka had already been repeatedly satisfied with Saints.
“Whatever my intention is to help, if my way is wrong, stay wrong. Sin is still sin,” softly, before turning his body to face the frozen Saint behind his body.
“Actually, who are you? Why would you do all that just to bring me?” ask Sacred.
"But, those eyes are like Cold Ustad's. I'm sure, you're Ustad Ark." Sacred directed her hand to open the mask that covered Arka's face.
"Astagfirullah. Don't touch me again. I am an ordinary human being who is not free from sin and khilaf" said Arka, not daring to look at the Holy One.
"You feel tempted?
