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Taking a Chance In Narrowness (S2)

His life seemed to be ruined, or he would marry Hamzah and become his second wife.

The people around, seem to be in disbelief to hear the news that Laila became Hamzah's second wife. Although the family of ustadz Zulkifli, the.

Ayunda, can't believe Laila's answer. He is willing to marry Hamzah, even Wulan happily has honey like Laila.

Wulan, also told me if she can't get pregnant. Thus, the widow allowed her husband to remarry. As long as it's from a good woman, like Laila she chose.

So much drama was made by them, for the citizens to believe. That Laila, did not have to marry Hamzah. Laila, too, said she would marry Hamzah without any coercion.

Ustadz Zulkifli, trying to talk to Laila. Whether he was forced or threatened by Hamzah, his cousin.

Laila, steadily replied. He married Hamzah, without any coercion. She was willing to be the honey of Wulan, of course the wulan and her husband smiled.

Her night. Ayunda, knock on the back door of Laila's house.

Laila, open the back door of her house. His eyes were so full after crying.

"Calm down, Auntie knows. If they threaten you. Surely they had planned for this, where maybe their action was so smooth". Ayunda, hugging Laila's body.

Ayunda, also crying. Seeing Laila's life, without her parents accompanying her at a time like this.

"No idea, Auntie. Even if they have, plan everything. I don't have any proof, unpack everything Auntie". The cry of Laila. "From me, feeling guilty for life and not reciprocating to them. Similarly, I always thought and my life was not calm ".

"All right, we're out of this house. You, hiding out in Al's apartment. He's a good boy, no fuckin' shit. If anything, let aunty sat him". Ayunda said, taking Laila away from here for a while.

"Don't want Auntie, why should I go. Leave it like this, I'm sure. All Laila, get through everything". Laila, rejecting Ayunda's words.

"Dengerin Aunty, father.now Aunt's husband, is looking for evidence of all this. Think of it as postponing Laila's time, while the marriage contract tomorrow at nine in the morning. Mepet once the time, Al and his friends are also busy looking for other information. Even if it helps some people, it may not be as smooth as you think. Because Hamzah, use the insiders". Ayunda, try to calm Laila's mind. So he wants to get out of here.

Laila, looking at Ayunda's smiling face to him. He thought for a moment, if in the blur. What the people around said, they would definitely look for Laila. On the other hand, Laila actually did not want to marry Hamzah. Although his intention was only to return the favor, his head twitched into thinking about this matter.

"How the people around Auntie say, the people here are good to me. I'm afraid, because my name's already smeared because I ran away". Laila, confused what to do.

"Aiiss. They feel there's an awkwardness, the mothers here. Wish you, run away Laila. Aunty knows, if you were forced by them would have been thrown. Well, then it's better that you run away. Tomorrow's problem, let Auntie do the same for mothers. There's no time, you know. Quickly blurred. Al, I've been waiting for you by the side of the road". Ayunda, pull Laila's arm.

"Thank you very much, Auntie. Even me, telling the truth. It's free too, because I don't have any proof. All right, thanks a lot Aunt. I followed the advice of Auntie, sorry to trouble Aunt and others". Laila, hugging tightly onto Ayunda's body.

Ayunda, smiling satisfied to see Laila was leaving too.she let go of her embrace, telling Laila to sneak out from behind her house.

"Alhamdulillah, finally Laila wants. tomorrow must, ready to gather the mothers to attack them". growled Ayunda, she smiled

While on the roadside. Al, so nervous because Laila's not coming.

"Aiiissshhh...where is it, no becus? Mamah, persuade Laila to run away with me". Grumpy Al, scratching his non-itchy head.

"Laila, thank goodness you ran away. Come, enter". Al, demand Laila's hand.

Laila, get in the car. So did Al, he immediately rushed to plug his car gas, as soon as he fled.

Now Laila, she's starting to feel calm. But, his hands were still trembling in fear of being discovered. Because Hamzah, has sent some men to watch over Laila's house.

Every now and then Laila looked back. He was afraid that if someone followed him and Al, cold sweat drenched his forehead.

"Take it easy, Laila. There is no one who dares to chase us". Al said, she smiled a little. Until then, you won't let me marry that bastard.

"But,Al? I've made a terrible mistake, they're definitely getting angry with me. Al, go back yuk.I beg you". Rengek Laila, he pleaded with Al and touched Al's hand.

Al's reflexes, surprised when his skin was touched by Laila. This is the origin of a rare moment, usually Laila ogah-ogahan touch even if only in contact with the hands only.

"No, you must obey my words. Are you sure, marry someone who already has Lai's husband. You're a good girl, what will people say later. Your good name, tarnished by people if this wedding happens. Better, you marry me". Smile as sweet as Al, jagaaaa.why me, keceplosan.duuh....

Laila, just silently listen to Al. "not funny Al, kanda can. But in time, this is a big deal. If I, no....".

"Enough Laila, quietly.we have arrived, then just tell me everything".

Sure enough they've reached Al's apartment. Still downstairs.

Laila, follow Al's steps from behind. He looked around as he exited the elevator, then headed for the door of Al's apartment.

"Al, isn't papa? We're alone in the apartment, afraid it's even in the people's grebek". Laila's Whimpering. "Surprisingly, too, the hallway of his apartment where deserted again". Now Laila, is stuck with Al.

"Good, if in grebek people. Stay married, beres Laila. Tumben-tumbenan dempet-dempet same me, usually ogah-ogahan.Ayok,mauk.consider it own home". Al's coldness, even though Laila looks pouty.

"Iisshhh... What a bummer? Good thing, if not already,". Gerrutu Laila, he went into Al's apartment. He looked around the room, it looked peaceful and serene. "Wahh.good your apartment Al,pantesan at home here".

"His room is two, next to mine. If I am afraid, I am ready. Nina in bobo you, Laila. Like we're both together,". Blinked Al's eyes.

"It's not clear anyway? Al Laper". Said Laila, smiling spoiled.

Make Al, gemes against Laila. Eager to pounce on Laila, but she realized because they had nothing to do with her. "Well, we'll order some food. In the kitchen, there are no ingredients. There towards the kitchen, who knows you're thirsty. In the refrigerator, lots of canned drinks if you want".

"thank you very much, Al. My head was about to break, thinking about how it was going. Maybe right now, I'm safe. Don't know, how will it be? Afraid of Al, I didn't think my life was like this". Her tears have already shed.

Al, sit down next to Laila. Trying to calm Laila's heart, her hands clasped Laila's shoulders and demanded into her embrace. Nervous, that was how Al felt, he gently stroked Laila's head, which was still wearing her hijab. While Laila, already crying hiccups in the hugging Al. Laila's hand, touching Al's field chest.

As forcefully as possible to withstand the turmoil in Al's chest, his heart beat thumped. Her happiness was immeasurable, as this was the first time she could hug him. Think of it as me, taking a chance in narrowness.I'm sorry, Laila. took advantage,hihi, inner Al