My Soulmate's

Just a Gift

POV Hafsah -

After the incident happened, Alsaki drove himself to the residence. Fear, shame, and even anger mixed together when Alsaki told me what happened to my family. The look on my face that I always looked in hope as if it contained meaning and prayer changed in an instant. The mother I've been proud of, I respect, so much that I love more than anything is all broken to pieces. Yes, it was my fault but how else had my chastity been snatched away by a man I did not know. Even when I saw the faces of my first love father and my older brother who loved me so much changed.

The family that is always filled with monotheistic science must immediately tarnish its good name due to my mistakes. Although I know, it's not my fault but how else.

"Mother ..," I said from behind the doorway. Yes, I am now in a room with a sinful self. Mom locked me up, dad didn't talk to me, and my brother didn't know why.

"You know it's not your fault, son. But ...," answered my mother, who was about fifty years old.

I fell silent, my feet powerless to bear the burden of bearing it all. If I can, why should I pass it if it's not my fault. Hugging the knee imagining it is the mother, warm embrace of mother is always best. Although I was the same age as Fahad, in my mother's eyes I was still a child who needed affection.

"Hiks .. hiks .. mother, please come to me," I said in a weakened voice.

The sound of footsteps is so sad, who else if not dad. I heard the second conversation, somehow the conversation made me cry again in a state of negara. The feeling of spoiling me to do something.

"Son, now I understand after Alsaki tells me. Forgive me for beating you up by putting you in your room, it's because I thought you did. So, please forgive me ...," said my father from behind the doorway.

I stood up and told her with my lips shaking violently. "No, dad's not wrong. But, please open this door."

Chequek!

The door opened, two people with faces that were no longer young presented themselves with mixed expressions. My sobs instantly revolted, my soul cracked helplessly, my legs that I had been forced to always be strong-willed were finally fragile as well. But, mother held my feet with the softness of her hands.

I looked at him with tears constantly coming out. "I'm sorry, Mother Father ...," I said with endless sobs.

My mother named Fatimah immediately grabbed me, drowning her face in the neck hollow covered with a matching veil. Brushing my messy and sinful hair as a result of bajin*gan man.

"Mother ...," isakku.

"Calm down, son, it's not your fault so please stop crying" said Fatimah as she gently stroked my shoulder filled with the mark of sin.

I make no sound, just let my soul out all its emotions. I looked at my father's face with my eyes mixed with tears, as if the bridge to eternal happiness had been fragile and fallen. 'I'm sorry, Dad ..' my inner sobs force me to vent all the emotions I'm dealing with.

Shortly after, my dashing older brother came over he looked at me with a look of pity and disappointment. I should have told the family from the beginning, not hidden it as a surprise in an emergency.

My older brother Rizki, he is an ustadz who is famous for his extensive religious knowledge. Understandably, he graduated from the famous University in the Islamic civilization country of Cairo, Egypt. Rizki looked at me with a tearful look, as if she was ready to vent all her emotions.

"Why didn't you tell us from the beginning, Dek?"

I didn't answer Rizki's question, because my tears were still burning in her arms. I'm really stuck, my mind drifting if I get pregnant later what about my family? That's how I feel, not to mention the bad memories of the rough touch that constantly drive me crazy. In a semi-conscious state, I was tired of the game because I was crazy. Breng*sek man ceases the action, the sound of ******* from him keeps on stirring in my mind.

"Yetoo!" I shouted in fear, half conscious, I lost my mind.

Fatimah my mother panicked. "Why, Son?" he asked me while checking my temperature. "O Allah, your body.

But, there was a astonishment going on in my memory. The shadow of the man breng*severally displayed himself, there were two shadows that frightened me and the panic was overwhelming. "No! Please don't touch me!"

"Son, what's going on?" ask my dad while touching my hand. I brushed it off violently and rubbed it. My lips shook violently, my pupils dilated, cold sweat soaked all over my sinful body.

"Tolonh me, Mother! He's a breng*he touched me!" I shouted to my mother.

"Son, calm down" replied Fatimah.

"No, Mom! I'm actually the guy in front of my eyes, please get rid of him! He took away my chastity even my body he enjoyed to the point of crossing the line! Tolonh, me, Buuuu!" my panic to Fatimah.

"Son, there's no man here you mean—."

"No, Mom she's in front of me! Ahhhhh!" my screams that I lost my control due to the trauma came suddenly and ...

Bruk!

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Brak!

Brak!

"I should have been faster!" alsaki shouted in the car so that the sound filled the room in the car. The chest develops deflated, the breath of anger is already at the peak of faith that tempts to waver.

Rubbing his face repeatedly violently, the woman he loves so much must swallow his rightful destiny. Hallucinating building a household ark, in fact he must accept. So that Alsaki's mind inevitably wants to immediately justify it.

"Breng*sec!" hide Alsaki and drive the car at high speed. Her memory was jolted by Hafsah's remarks about the man, who lives in an elite apartment area in the city of Jakarta.

"Seven floors huh?" muttered.

The luxurious apartment was immediately in sight, he climbed the elevator up to the seventh floor. Apparitions pamper the eyes to feel at home there, the aroma of various perfumes to smoke hypnotize the sense of smell Alsaki. The angry face did not reduce the good looks of her who had a blood-blastering, brown eagle eyes managed to hypnotize on the woman who noticed her. The hands still clenched firmly inseparable, the chest began to have difficulty finding air of peace for itself.

Arriving on the seventh floor, room number fifty-seven Alsaki also sought. The sound******* from the room next to the number fifty-seven made Alsaki hear it disgusting, she immediately broke down the door of the room number fifty-seven.

The occupants of the room were immediately shocked when they heard the sound of a break, the man who was the perpetrator of the Hafsah sin immediately screeched in wonder. Not to mention with his friends who are secretaries and personal assistants were no less surprised to see the arrival of Alsaki.

"Who are you?" ask Avan, a man who is no stranger to an Alsaki.

"I hope I meet you," replied Alsaki smiling sinisterly, her gaze highlighting Avan's luxurious apartment full of various kinds of alcohol and beautiful glasses neatly arranged in the glass cabinet.

Avan immediately screeched in surprise and surprise when he realized who had come. Alsaki a student was always Avan made the joke because at that time Alsaki had a geeky look. "Ah, apparently it's you, Alsaki."

"Cirain has forgotten, so I'll love it! What did you do to him?!" Snap Alsaki.

Avan immediately told his assistant and secretary to come out, and get obedience from him. After the two left the apartment, he smiled sumrik upon hearing Alsaki's voice for the first time in a loud voice like an army officer battalion. "Whatchu mean? She?"

"Not pretend you, you've made him suffer!"

"Ah, that woman huh?I didn't know it was yours. But, last night I had enjoyed it, so I wanted him to come back again" Avan sneered regardless of what sin he had committed.

Hearing that, Alsaki's chest again rebelled against his powerful clenched hand he immediately walked up to Avan who had once propped himself up until his hair was burned by the actions of the Avan delinquency that exceeded the limit.

"Say he's my ex?" taunted Avan.

Bugh!

"Blogin*an!" avan said when he saw Alsaki's behavior, he hit his face to bleed fresh from the corner of his lips and smiled.

"So your words, breng*sek!" alsaki was not satisfied.

Avan immediately glanced sharply, the eyes of the eagles fighting each other throwing views in two different meanings. "Breng*sek you say? You are more breng*sek!"

Bugh!

Bugh!

Avan slumped to the floor with a face filled with blows from Alsaki, he could not get back up to continue the fight. Staring sinisterly at the red face of Alsaki who was burning flames of anger. His chest grew flat as if looking for an air of peace, in fact there was nothing. The burning anger in Alsaki has not subsided.

"Why didn't you fight me? And you're just now showing your true self, is it because you're a thug?"

"So what you say, I warn you once more if you dare to touch him I'm not afraid to kill you!" Alsaki again yelled at Avan, a schoolmate who always bullied himself.

Avan smiled cynically. "Mahaha ...."

"Breng*sec!" Snap Alsaki. "From the time you were a bully, now you've grown up but your maturity is just a pointless grain of dust. It hurts so much you!"

"You know what about me, huh?!" Avan was carried away by the emotion of Alsaki's words just now, as if Alsaki's words had a point. His maturity is just a grain of dust that is useless, Avan had previously had the character of delinquency and that nature is still embedded in him.

"Of course, you're a pathetic student and now you still look more pathetic! I remind you once again, don't touch her again if I still don't hesitate to report you to high on the suspicion of abuse!" Alsaki immediately came out of Avan's disgusting apartment, because the apartment was full of alcoholic beverages and not to mention with a mattress that bore witness to what happened to Hafsah, just seeing it had made Alsaki fed up.

"You don't actually know that! I used to bully you because I had no friends!" avan shouted as he watched Alsaki's back slowly start to disappear and far away to look at.