My Imam is a Bartender

* Subjection * Episode 4

"Heeeeeey! You bleeding?" Qun asked and touched with his finger to confirm that it was blood.

"Oh.... Yeah!, it's okay.... Just a small matter" Shafura replied as calmly as possible.

Shafura turned his head slowly behind him and looked at Qun who was crouching down and was slightly close to his lower body, then Shafura shifted her body from feeling disrespectful and continued to hold the blood with both hands.

"Is it because I stepped on your shirt?" guess Qun while looking up at Shafura until they looked at each other.

"Perhaps, I don't know, suddenly my left thighs are bleeding" Shafura said hesitantly and turned her gaze away, She was afraid that the reason she called was absurd in Qun's ears.

Hearing that Qun did not respond to Shafura's sentence, he was busy glancing around looking for something he could use to hold the wound but he found nothing. Qun stared at the arm of his shirt.

SREEETS

"What are you doing!" Shafura was surprised to see the initiative that Qun took.

SREEETS

THE SREEEEET!

A little last jolt to release it. Qun tore off his own shirt arm!

"Have nothing to think of, Tie it to this." Qun then handed over the torn clothes.

Undoubtedly Shafura took it "Thank you"

"I'm sorry Shaf!" The inexhaustible Qun said the name of shafura in full.

Hearing Qun's words, Shafura stared, The man's voice now softened as he apologized.

"Not to apologize, this is not worth your help last night and this morning" Shafura said, tying his wound.

"Wear this" Qun also handed over her Jacket.

Shafura only looked at the hand of Qun holding the jacket.

"For what?" Ask Shafura later.

"I know women like you care so much about the aurat, so cover it up!" He said while turning his face away.

Shafura still had not taken her jacket, she was again glued for a second time and looked at Qun.

"Who is this man, why is he so understanding the ins and outs of religion" he muttered and took and closed his torn robe by wrapping a Qun jacket around his waist.

"Have you?" Qun.

"Thank you again."

Qun then stood up and patted his dirty arms and pants and he occasionally stared at Shafura.

"Can you walk?"

"Hmm, yes you can!" Shafura replied as well as proving his sentence, but only two steps he felt pain. "Narr"

Shafura groaned in pain, unable to find a grip he forced a slight move forward to the wall of the existing building and held on there.

Seeing Shafura having trouble walking, Qun tried to come back to help.

CRICK

Qun broke a used board into two pieces by stepping on it.

"Try this, I can't carry you!"

"OK! You're very helpful, thank you again."

"And wait there, I'll book a taxi online first." Qun walked out of their hiding place to the sidewalk, shortly after, Qun's ordered car came and without telling Shafura to approach Qun.

"Bapak Baequni?" Ask the driver from his car.

Qun did not reply he only nodded once, while Shafura was shocked and in disbelief, upon hearing Qun's real name. Because he knew the meaning of the name "Bold but friendly "

"As per the application sir?"

"That's my address, but the address of the woman asked herself. I pay wherever the address is?"

But Qun did not have that sermon at all.

"Why are you so quick to change, are you not as gentle as when apologizing to me earlier Qun. Heh basic !" Shafura muttered

"But sir!"

"You take it or I look for another." Qun Strictly on The Driver.

It is one of Qun's habits, like to give difficult choices when there are people who do not listen to him.

"Alright sir, please come in sir, Mother."

"Good Mom!"

Ten minutes later, they arrived at a house owned by Shafura's parents, the time showed at 06:30 AM local time. But the terrace of Shafura's house is crowded attended by people. Shafura intended to go down but Qun remained silent from earlier, he fell asleep during the journey.

"That's your son coming home, look who's he with?" Said Suhaimi encoding his wife Zalima, Shafura's mother.

Zalima then chased Shafura to the car, and found his son limping with a wooden stick after getting out of the car

"Astaqfirullah Ra, why are you?" Ask me to panic.

"Small little wound!"

BRACKET

Someone hit the hood of an online taxi car hard, it made the awake Qun to wake up, and made the taxi driver panic his car dented.

"Get out!" Shouted Ibra so hard, the former fiancee Shafura who was also there.

"Hey take care of your adab!" Shafura shouted firmly.

"Sir this money, I'm down here, take the rest and fix what's broken, if it's still less contact me." With a relaxed tone Qun then walked out.

Ibra who saw Qun coming out of the car was stunned, how not Qun with her sleeveless shirt, showing a muscular build further adding to the aura of toughness of a Qun, who was a powerful man, as well as his firm jaw also makes Qun look more sangar and it managed to make Ibra difficult to swallow his saliva.

"It's more than enough sir." The taxi driver strangled Qun who had come out after receiving dozens of hundred thousand bills and a business card.

"Why is that guy here, ma'am?" Ask Shafura.

"Come on, son, there's something to talk about" said Mother "You too!" Continue on Qun.

Without further ado or reply, Qun stepped into Shafura's house, he just kept quiet and occasionally played his eyeballs around and around like he was looking for something. arriving at the door Qun just stood up, then Ibra entered by tilting her body like a fear to Qun if she nudged him.

PLAAACA

Without speaking or notice, a hand landed on Shafura's cheek. Which makes the stick lady kiss the floor. Qun was shocked, he could not believe seeing the scene, everyone there turned their faces as if they felt the pain of the slap that Shafura received from her mother.

"MOM!" While holding his red face.

Unbeknownst to Shafura, the aurat he covered again was visible as well as the blood on his clothes, realizing it swiftly Qun lowered his head and closed it.

"Astaqfirullah Shafura!" Shouted Mother

"Why Ma'am?"

"What are you doing with this guy until he doesn't come home and that's it," Appoint Mom on the bloodstains on Shafura's clothes.

Yes ! Shafura got a cut on her inner left thigh and was very close to her sex organs.

Qun looked only at all the people who were now focused on them in the room, not least Ustadz Suhaimi or the Imitation speaker Ministry. .

"Mom I can explain" Shafura tried to calmly face her mother's accusations.

"Nothing needs to be explained, just look at your condition, or don't - don't!" Not yet finished The Father cursed his own son, Qun said.

"It is with your Gamis and your status that you accuse the good woman - both of whom your own son has done the indecent, if you.... "

The ministry also cut off Qun's conversation. "I'm not accusing, I have evidence" he said.

Ibra swiftly wanted to reach the jacket on Shafura's thigh that Qun had covered, Ibra intended to show Shafura's body as proof but his hand was caught by Qun.

"Take off or I break your hand!" Qun turned Ibra's wrist upwards.

"Au au au, yes I'll let go!"

Ibra surrendered and Qun pushed him down.

Shafura could not do anything and just watched, the tough woman did not cry a bit, she was just shocked in disbelief ! The family who raised him instead accused him of not - not over him, his mother slapped his father, less what Shafura suffered that morning but even a stranger who protected him.

"Mom ! Look at this regular scratch, I'm still clean ma'am." Shafura defended herself.

"That's from your mouth, then what is this!" His father saw a picture.

The mother immediately cried to see a piece of the picture, maybe that's the slander they threw on Shafura, that Shafura had removed her chastity with the man in the picture who was none other than Qun.

...Seriate...

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* What kind of picture does the Shafura family receive !

* And who is behind all this ?

* And how is Shafura's fate going forward ?

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