Persist

The Part 77 S 2

I've been in this room for almost three days. There was only an angry light accompanying. I tried to run a few times, but the result was the same.

"Aqil. My hands hurt a lot."

Aqil turned his head and gave his smile. Ever since I was here, Aqil's nature slowly changed. He doesn't hurt me anymore. He paid more attention to me.

This time I have no other way. I will do the same as when Aqil took me. Poor to see the condition of Aqil, he was very bad despite having many treasures. However, I also still have Zefan. My husband's.

"Are you trying to trick me again?" ask Aqil.

I shook my head, "Where is it possible. You can always catch me." I gave a gaze that would probably make Aqil touched.

Aqil came closer to me. Aqil attentively let go of my hand. He helped me to sit down.

"Aqil. This time I'll ask you seriously." I looked into Aqil's eyes, "Why did you bring me here?"

"I told you. I don't want to be away from you anymore, we'll live happily with the child you conceived."

"Do you really love me?"

Aqil was shocked by what I asked. He stood up, this time I saw Aqil restless. Unlike the usual Aqil. I know if he doesn't love me, he just wants attention from the people around him.

"What's possible. You just want to make me your doll?"

"That's it. I'll get you some medicine for your wounds."

Aqil rushed out of my room. Aqil didn't realize that I took his phone. This opportunity I used to inform Zefan of my position. He's probably looking for me right now.

After successfully sending a message I put the phone on the nightstand. The sound of footsteps is getting closer, Aqil is coming soon. I have to show my face as usual.

"This. Treat your wounds." Aqil threw the medicine box towards my side.

Slowly I tried to take it.

"Wait."

I'm so scared. Does Aqil know what I'm doing, if so. What should I do next. Will I lose my life here. In Aqil's hands?

"Why is my phone here?" aqil's face seemed to think.

"You put it there yourself."

"What right?"

I just nodded in response.

Aqil looked at me, "Take care of your wounds and be a good boy."

Aqil came out of the room. I'm treating the stitches in my hand. It might seem obvious if no one is guarding my place. However, there were actually a lot of Aqil's men standing guard.

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Zefan POV.

Ting. A message went into Zefan's phone. Zefan who was almost desperate took his cell phone.

Dear. How are you doing? I know you're worried. Can you trace this number. I don't know where I am now. Aqil took me.

Brakes. Zefan kicked down the table in front of him. He felt that the police and the court had lied to him.

With definite steps. Zefan went back into the office. There were many people waiting for Zefan's decision.

"Find out this number. If so, we should immediately intervene. Bring my wife back to me."

If there are good people, there are bad people. Zefan gathers some detectives and police who have worked for Zefan for a long time.

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Unbeknownst to Aqil I took the anesthetic from the medicine box. I'm going to sedate Aqil so I can get out of here.

This time it wasn't Aqil who came to see me in the room. But a waiter who looks old enough.

"Miss, Mr. Aqil is already waiting in the dining room."

I'm nodding. It's not usual for Aqil to let me out of the room. This time I ate at the dinner table, not just on the bed.

"Let's eat. I know you're hungry" said Aqil.

"That grilled tilapia fish with spicy sauce. In the past, Mama often made us. You like it so much." Aqil said with bowed eyes.

I almost cried. Aqil used to come home a lot. Mama's gonna cook a special meal until Papa gets home and we eat together.

It's hard to remember those sweet memories. How not, Aqil son who has been raised by Mama and Papa. He killed my parents.

"sorry. Sorry for everything" Aqil said.

I shook my head, "I'm going to my room. I want to be alone."

Not running into the room. I lost my way to a samoai in a very large park. I sat on that park bench.

"Ma, Mum. Should I forgive everything? if yes? I might get hurt again."

I cried with flowers and the wind was blowing slowly. A hand grabbed me, he took me into his arms.

"I finally found you. I miss you so much."

Hearing that voice. I raised my head, I wasn't dreaming. I happily hugged that warm body, a very soothing hug.

"Why are you crying?"

"I miss Mama and Papa."

"Didn't you miss me?"

"Of course I miss you. You're the father of this child."

Zefan hugged me tightly. Somehow Zefan got in here. Obviously, I feel very happy.

Prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok. An applause made me and Zefan let go of this hug.

"How's your reunion going? what's fun?" aqil asked with his demonic smile.

He just made me melt. Now I have to go back to looking at that face with a horrible expression again.

"l. How's my acting?" ask Aqil.

He approached and directly pulled me from beside Zefan. Zefan looked silent, his eyes empty. He's like a hypnotist.

"What did you do to my husband?" I tried to take my hand off Aqil's check.

Aqil didn't answer he just blocked my hand even harder. Then he pulled me into a room.

"Do you think I don't know? I know everything you do." Aqil clutched my face hard.

I'm trying to make a revolt. I wanted to scream but Aqil put duct tape on my lips. My hands are tied tight. Then two men came in and took Zefan.

He was tied up just like me. It's just that he wasn't given duct tape in his mouth.

"How Fan. Are you happy to see your wife?" aqil asked with his demonic grin.

"What are you doing. My wife is pregnant," Zefan shouted loudly.

Buk. A bump landed on Zefan's stomach. I was only able to close my eyes, not strong enough to see all this.

"How about we agree. Give your wife and your son with me. I promise, I won't hurt her."

I shook my head quickly. I don't want to be separated from Zefan. However, I also don't want to see Zefan being tortured like this.

Buk. This time two tons landed on Zefan's body. My feet were limp, I sat with my hands still tied. I want to scream I can't.

"I'll never give you Alisha. Even if my life is all that."

Aqil growled at Zefan's reply. With all his might, Aqil prepared to re-injure Zefan. My limp legs I used to run and, Buk. A hard bump landed on my stomach.

"ALISHA." Shouted Aqil and Zefan together.

I looked into Zefan's eyes. Wish she was okay. My stomach feels heartburn and crampy. If I miscarry this time, maybe I'll make Aqil happy and Zefan hurt.

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to be continued