Love Elsaliani

09

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In this part, there are scenes of violence, persecution😔🥺😭. So it is expected to be wise for the readers😄😄

scene not to REPLICATE🙅🙅🙅

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"Master, please forgive El!!!" Pinta Elsaliani with a soft voice and a look filled with hope, slowly Elsaliani touched Iqbal's feet and grasped it tightly.

"Let go, I said let me go. Don't ever touch me with your dirty hands!" Iqbal muttered with anger.

Roughly pulling his foot from Elsaliani's grasp it made Elsaliani's body bounce back, Elsaliani tried to get back up and tried to stand up, but his body again collapsed to the floor to make him unconscious.

"Don't pretend to faint, I know that you're trying to trick me right? wakeup! I said wake up." Shouted Iqbal accompanied by a cynical smile. Without compassion, Iqbal immediately kicked Elsaliani's body, after kicking several times and still no reaction, it made Iqbal began to panic.

"El, Elsaliani, get up, get up!"

Even after several times calling his name, there was still no reaction, making Iqbal inevitably start squatting closer to the hunyil body lying on the floor. Iqbal's right hand began to move and touched Elsaliani's face, trying to get back to wake him up. But still the same result, Elsaliani was completely unconscious.

"Why does his face look so pale? I think what Mikeal said was true. Is he really sick? El, El wake up, don't piss me off!"

Although Iqbal continued to try to resuscitate Elsaliani, the result was still the same, he still fainted. Iqbal decided to sit down and held Elsaliani's fist with the hand that touched Elsaliani's face again in the hope that the wife would open her eyes immediately.

After many times trying, finally slowly Elsaliani's eyes began to open, when Elsaliani realized that he was in the lap of Iqbal quickly Elsaliani immediately woke up and kept his body away from Iqbal.

"I'm sorry El sir! sorry for soiling the master's body. Forgive this ugly girl who doesn't know herself. Sorry!" Pinta Elsaliani was full of fear. Elsaliani started trying to hurt her own head with both hands. Iqbal approached again, then tried to stop the action of Elsaliani who continuously hit his own head.

"Stop, I said stop hitting yourself!"

"Sir, El is really sorry!" Crying Elsaliani.

"Stop crying! stop apologizing, stop..." Pinta Iqbal with a voice that seemed to sound like a stifled cry. This clearly makes Elsaliani silent sculpting in an instant.

For a moment Iqbal's sharp eyes stared fixedly at Elsaliani's face, then slowly touched Elsaliani's face but with lightning speed Elsaliani avoided his face from Iqbal's touch.

" Not that, El didn't mean that, sir...."

"Well, I realize I'm not as good as Mikeal."

"It's not so, sir. El just doesn't want Mikeal to think strangely about mister. don't want mister to look cruel in front of Mikeal, El doesn't want others to think badly about mister, that's all. And also sorry because El always makes you embarrassed by going out and also your friends, especially your lover, mbak Lestari. El promise from today El will not meet again with anyone, El promise if will no longer make trouble in the life of the master, El will live like a shadow, never mind El, El, even master no longer needs to assume El is in this house, live as you wish. Don't mind this ugly girl!"

Slowly Elsaliani woke up, then stood up and stepped out of his room Iqbal. quickly Elsaliani's feet ran towards his room, he immediately threw his body onto the bed and cried sobbing there, crying, for a moment trying to calm his feelings, then he woke up and grabbed his lectop on the table, then tried to type something there, and then, when he finished writing, he decided to watch his favorite Korean drama.

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In his room there, Iqbal was still sitting pensive even the phone that kept ringing did not make him disturbed, he was still silent. His head seemed to try to absorb Elsaliani's words that were still clearly twisted in his memory, his eyes continued to be reflected with the pale face of Elsaliani which was filled with tears.

"What happened to me? why am I getting fucked up! why does my life feel so sick, I myself cannot understand what I am really living, I am confused with myself! Mother help me, I'm afraid of all this, I'm really afraid mother."

Iqbal's sighs were full of grief and a heart that began to be filled with fear, doubt and guilt.

Iqbal came out of his room and rushed towards Elsaliani's room, Iqbal ventured himself to open the door of the room before him, after the door opened, his eyes immediately turned to the direction where Elsaliani was lying soundly with a lectop that was right in front of his face. Iqbal stepped closer to Elsaliani who had fallen asleep. Iqbal sat on the right side of Elsaliani and then turned to the screen littop still playing Korean drama, Iqbal's hand moved and then turned off the drama show, which was then turned off, shut it and put it on the table next to his bed Elsaliani. Now Iqbal's eyes freely continued to look at the shady face of Elsaliani, and unconsciously began to touch and rub the head of Elsaliani who was still wrapped with a veil that had been moistened by tears.

"I don't understand what's wrong with you, nor do I understand why I keep trying to hate and hurt you, I don't know what I'm doing? I really cannot understand this situation. No, it's not that I don't understand this situation, but I, myself, am the one I can't understand! how's this El, what am I supposed to do? I really don't understand any of this!"

I don't know what Iqbal was thinking, slowly his hand just kept trying to touch the pale face of Elsaliani, then slowly he continued to approach and immediately kissed Elsaliani's cheek. Gently his hands began to touch Elsaliani's swollen and swollen eyes. I don't know what happened, suddenly tears dripped from the end of Iqbal's beautiful eyes and then fell on Elsaliani's face, making Elsaliani open his eyes. Elsaliani was shocked when he found Iqbal's heavy hand on his face, he tried to wake up but Iqbal stopped him, the right again made Elsaliani scared.

"I'm sorry El!"

"Stop, I said stop apologizing, don't make me look so mean!"

"No, that's not what El meant...."

"Stop talking, please shut up for a second please."

Elsaliani was instantly speechless with a thousand languages, even when Iqbal hugged his body tightly, he still remained silent. His body and mouth seemed to freeze, whatever he thought, which was clear every thing Iqbal told him he would do, whatever it was.***