
"O,,, so now that you can get angry apparently, I wonder as wild as to what if you get angry again. Get my clothes ready, now!" Firmly Iqbal with a smile here and a sharp look.
"El only asks for 10 minutes, no, not 10 minutes but 7 minutes. El promises that El will pray quickly, after which El will immediately prepare clothes for the master. Seven minutes, please!" Pinta Elsaliani with her knees bent to the floor and tears that slowly began to drip.
"Sholat??"
"Yes, soon the magrib time will be over, so please El, please let El go, 7 minutes!"
"Alright, but remember only 7 minutes!" Firmly Iqbal and immediately entered his bedroom.
On his bed, Iqbal looked so focused staring at the clock that was firmly attached to his left hand, he continued to stare at the clock without blinking at all. At that time also with a step that was scattered Elsaliani entered his room Iqbal with a holster and face that was still attached to his body.
"You're 31 seconds late!" Obviously Iqbal with his feet coming down from the bed and then stepped closer to Elsaliani who was still sculpting in front of the closet.
"I'm sorry El! All right, El will get her ready soon, say what clothes do you want to wear?"
"Prepare me a suit that looks cool, elegant and handsome because tonight I'm going to attend my girl's birthday party."
"Year date?"
"Yes, I'm late!"
"Yes, wait a minute!"
Quickly Elsaliani's hand immediately opened the closet belonging to Iqbal and quickly looking for a good stelan for Iqbal. Elsaliani continued to pick and choose, until finally Elsaliani's hand immediately took a brown shirt hanging among hundreds of other shirts, Elsaliani said, then put it in dark brown jeans and immediately put it on the bed.
"Are you sure of your choice?"
"Do you want to exchange it for another?"
"I'm asking you why are you asking me back!
"I'm sorry El sir, El didn't mean to be insolent. Honestly El never attends such events. Can you please recommend?"
"It's free to ask you, let me do it myself." Iqbal.
Iqbal immediately took his clothes according to his taste. After feeling fit and satisfied with the suit he chose, without a long wait Iqbal immediately opened the shirt that he had been using, when it happened spontaneously Elsaliani immediately turned his body, he said, his eyes were looking for another direction.
"Why is it still here? or did you deliberately want to see me change clothes? you pervert girl, I know you must be looking for a chance to see this beautiful body of mine, right?"
"Sorry, forgive El. The master was indeed very perfect, but there was not the slightest intention in El's heart to do what the master had just accused him of. El is still here, because sir hasn't told El to go. El doesn't want to argue with the master anymore!'
"Okay, then quickly turn towards me!" Pinta Iqbal while approaching Elsaliani, because he did not want to make things worse, Elsaliani immediately obeyed the order of the husband. When he turned around, he found Iqbal's body standing firmly before him, Iqbal's tall body as if covering the entire body of Elsaliani.
"Pink my shirt!"
"What?" Elsaliani was shocked by Iqbal's request.
"No, don't ask El to do it!"
"Why? didn't you just say that you're not a perverted girl, you're filthy now!"
By force, and with a hand that looks so shaky, El began to do so, although his feelings were increasingly uncertain, what else when he realized that Iqbal just kept staring at him. Slowly Iqbal's hands touched Elsaliani's shoulders, the action made Elsaliani feel more unwary, then quickly El immediately stepped back away from Ikbal.
"Why? aren't you a perverted girl? then why are you avoiding me?" Iqbal asked confidently.
"El, El just....."
"Hurry up and finish your work!" Ikbal's command is enough to make Elsaliani inevitably return to do it.
"Ba, alright!" Answer Elsaliani and get back to completing the task.
'"Remember, don't wait for me because I'll be home late" Iqbal explained after finishing dressing.
After being ready with his own choice of stellan, Iqbal slightly allowed his hair and immediately left Elsaliani alone.
(Maybe even in a dream I won't be able to touch it. So much is this hand that the husband of the servant himself is so disgusted at every member of this body! Why, O Allah, do you let the servant be his wife if in the end he is not a man who will invite me and himself to go to heaven together. Ummi, Abi, brother why did you release El for him, what is behind all this, O Allah? why is it that more and more her hate for me. The deeper this feeling will make me more tormented. What was waiting for me across the street. O Allah, whatever Your plan is for the life of the servant, please give the servant patience and to Your sincerity.) Weeping Elsaliani with great disappointment.
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The sedan driven by Iqbal stopped right in the front parking area of the towering luxury building. When Iqbal got out of his car, it was clear that the other invitees were already crowded, slowly Iqbal's feet immediately stepped into the building, then joined the others.
"Hi,, our captain has finally arrived!" Excited Nature while raising her hand towards where Iqbal was walking, then with a smile Iqbal immediately approached the other friends who had indeed arrived first from him.
"I'm not late, am I?" Tanya Iqbal.
"No, just look at that...." Obviously Hendra while pointing with his chin to the direction where Lestari was standing with a face that was clearly visible was waiting for someone.
"The captain went there first, sang the queen sulking like that!" Luqman.
"Okay, if that's what I live for, guys, then, uh wait a minute, Mikeal where? how come you haven't looked?" Iqbal asked who did not see Mikeal's whereabouts.
"So soon he will also come, usually eaten by the most pious members, he also does not like to go to places like this, so it will come later." Obviously Hendra who had already memorized his calm habits.
"Well, excuse me for a minute!" "Sip!" Answer the others almost simultaneously.
Quickly Iqbal's feet immediately ran towards the place where Lestari was, after putting on a dazzling deathly smile, Iqbal immediately stood next to her Lestari.
"Sorry!" pinta Iqbal while taking out a small gift from his Jeans pocket.
"You're late, I'm disappointed in you. You promised to come quickly!" Lestari complains with a tinge of sprain and a face that looks disappointed.***