Love Elsaliani

Love Elsaliani
21.



The loud voice that kept shouting called out Iqbal's name, so echoed throughout the room. Hearing the commotion made Elsaliani wake up from a deep sleep. Elsaliani woke up despite having to endure the pain that still felt so made the whole body Elsaliani felt heavy to move.


Elsaliani came out of the room by continuing to look for the origin of the voice that had disturbed his calm. Elsaliani's steps came to a halt, as he paced with Lestari right in front of Iqbal's room, with Amarah, without asking first, Lestari's hand violently pulling the back of Elsaliani's veil, which he had been wearing, make the owner must endure the pain.


"Where is Iqbal? you hide where my lover is?" Tanya Lestari with passionate emotions, because she had not met with Iqbal.


"El doesn't know. From last night El no longer saw Mr. Iqbal at home!"


"You're not fooling me, are you?"


"No mbak, try calling first, maybe you have some work to do."


"I've called many times but not picked up with him, ahss...shial, where the hell did it go?"


Lestari again tried to contact Iqbal. While only able to stand while occasionally paying attention to Lestari who looks so hot fog looking for the figure of Iqbal. While the two girls were busy with their affairs at that time also two men who were big, and covering their faces with black masks complete with black leather jackets, both of them continued to enter the house Iqbal. Easily the two sangar men immediately mengandra Elsaliani and Lestari.


They shrewdly dragged the two girls into the living room and tied their legs and hands together, after making sure that their sandraan was well bonded, the two men re-entered the entire room, a few minutes later, I went back to Elsaliani and Lestari in the living room.


"Say, where does that jerk captain keep our documents? let's talk, answer!" Shouted one of them, it was enough to make the two girls aghast in shock.


"I don't know, I don't know at all." Answer Lestari.


"So you can't talk well? okay we play rough, no problem!" Obviously the other one with hands that directly touched the rough face of Elsaliani.


"El had absolutely no idea where he put his important belongings." Obviously Elsaliani who keeps trying to avoid the touch of the man.


"Okay, just stay stupid. I know you all know that, right? talk quickly!" Shouted another person who also acted rudely to Lestari.


"Please! I really don't know where you're looking for." Shouted Lestari who was so angry with their harsh treatment towards her.


"Iqbal is good at choosing lovers, rough and brave girls! let's see what he'll do if he finds out that the girl is in our hands, take her." Obviously the man, while ordering his partner to take Lestari with them.


Roughly the man dragged Lestari's body to come with them.


"Wait....!" Pinta Elsaliani in a quiet voice, she looks nervous but still forces herself to communicate with the mafia-like men, who now want to take Lestari with them.


"Mom..bu...kan, you're wrong!" Shouted Elsaliani with eyes that he tightly closed. Elsaliani tries to look brave in front of the mafia who are ready to hurt and even kill him.


"Wrongly? what does that saying mean?


"She, she's not Captain Iqbal's girl. El, hm.....El the wife. So if you really want to barter with him, shouldn't El be the one you should bring along. He, he, that girl will absolutely not make Captain Iqbal come to you." Clearly Elsaliani was constantly trying to hide the fear that was eating away at his entire body.


"German....!" Said Lestari who did not understand what Elsaliani was trying to do.


"You think I'm gonna believe that lie from your mouth? enough's enough! don't try to do something that forces me to end your life, let's go, take the girl!" The man who was still standing before Elsaliani.


"Good!" His partner answered and dragged Lestari to come with them.


"Wait on! believe me, this El is Captain Iqbal's wife, not that girl!" Assertive Elsaliani, this time he tried to calm down by trying to raise his voice, as if there was no more fear.


"You think he's lying? that's ridiculous. Look at! look at the photos on the walls and tables in every room of this house, isn't the one there with Iqbal the girl!" Obviously Lestari with a cynical look, even as if he was laughing at the stupidity of the men.


For a moment the two men immediately turned their heads, then saw all the photos displayed in the living room, and it turned out to be true, Elsaliani the girl in the photos.


"I think they're telling the truth, then immediately exchange our sandraan, we should hurry before the**** appears to mess up all our plans." Clearly and this time immediately released Lestari from their grasp. Elsaliani was forced to come with them.


The two brutal men immediately took Elsaliani with their car and immediately left Iqbal's house. Lestari who lived like that was finally able to breathe with relief even though with a rope that was still wrapped around his legs and hands but at least he could breathe with relief because the mafia was no longer with him.


"Elsaliani, Elsaliani, you are a stupid girl. You can do something this ridiculous, you're trying to dig your own grave, you idiot. Well, isn't this the best news for me and Iqbal, now that I and Iqbal don't have to be dizzy anymore looking for a way to get rid of you, now there will be no more obstructions for us to unite. Ah, should I celebrate this happy day...." Lestari said with happiness


"Elsaliani, El, where are you? are you mute now that you can't answer my call? El, aish....." Iqbal's reps soon came to a halt when his eyes saw Lestari who was in the living room with her legs and hands tied.


"Dear, help me!" Tangis Lestari's.


Iqbal quickly ran towards where Lestari was and immediately opened all the ties on Lestari's legs and hands. After all the bonds opened quickly Lestari immediately hugged the lover and cried in the embrace.


"What's going on? why are you here? and who did all this?" Asked Iqbal who was worried and panicked about Lestari's state.


Iqbal continued to try to calm Lestari who was still crying in fear, Iqbal again tightened his embrace.***