Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)

A Barter Deal

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"Sir Ramadhan! Wake brother!" Niko menoel-noel Ramadan body using the tip of his right toe, he can not touch the body of Ramadan at all. His hands are also tied.

"Hey you, what's your name? Marco's? A polo? Call your boss! Brother Ramadan did not move from last night. It's not funny if you get arrested by the police if we have our bodies here!" Niko tried to scare Alex's men, who knows if they're stupid. Niko tried to find a chance there. His heart raged, very worried and very scared. Ramadhan brother did not move at all after being hit by iron blocks and wooden blocks by Alex in the head.

"Eh slurped! We're not afraid of the police. Bring them here if you can, hahahaha."

"Njirrr, it turns out they're not very stupid." Niko.

"Hey all who hear my screams! Help Me! Uh, help us! Tolooong!"

"Woi! noisy b*ngs*t!"

"Polo! The chopper's mouth with a cloth, or kitchen napkin's up! Boss Alex is angry!"

"OK, okay!" Polo directly clogged Niko's mouth using a cloth.

"Hm .. hm ...."

"Eat it don't be noisy you suek! Blocked, clogged the mouth," said Polo annoyed.

While Prita who had heard the commotion from the roar of someone from earlier made his coco soul thrash. Intentions want to take a glass of water, instead of hearing the cry of someone asking for help from a room that is not so far from the kitchen.

Chequek! The sound of the door opening surprised Marco and Polo who were clogging Niki's mouth with a cloth. Prita's entire vision circulates, observing the entire occupants and the contents of the room that is exactly like the warehouse.

Prita widened her eyes, a full round one that almost slipped out if she could. Men covered in blood drooped limp with their hands tied up. Do not ask again, the entire forehead flows up to the chin. Fresh blood just kept seeping in there without the slightest stop. The owner of the body also just remained motionless with his eyes closed.

"Sir Ramadhan?!" Prita was so shocked and covered her gaping mouth with both palms.

Pyaaar! The glass glass in Prita's hand just fell. Breaking into pieces, even some of the shards also managed to injure his tiny legs.

Alex, who was asleep, also woke up to faintly hear the sound of broken glass.

"Honey ...? Prita ...?" Alex fumbles on the other side of his bed, a figure he loves he never gets. Alex turned his head, then searched around the room and the bathroom. Prita also did not find. Alex immediately ran looking for his soulmate into the various rooms.

"The sound of broken glass, not-don't Prita ...?" Alex wanders into the kitchen, still not finding Prita. Now Alex hears Prita's crying voice from the warehouse.

And right, now Prita is crying roaring while trying to release the rope that binds the hand of Ramadan is very strong and tight.

"Print ...!" Alex's voice boomed inside the warehouse room. Alex sees Prita crying with her injured leg bleeding too.

Bugh!

Bugh!

Marco and Polo must be hit by a blow first from Alex.

"You want to die? Keeping these two claws alone is not truculent! Why did my wife get here?!" Alex approaches Prita, holding her like a baby.

"Take me off Lex! Off! I must release my brother Ramadhan! Why would he be here with such severe injuries?! Brother Khansa must be sad and worried now!" Prita's roar was not touched at all by Alex.

"Stevens! Get Dr Adit here immediately! My wife's leg is hurt! Soon!" Alex orders on the other end of the phone after laying Prita down in the living room chair.

"Stupid you Prita! You don't see if your leg is hurt?! Don't worry me!" cecar Alex to Prita.

"Where do you know Ramadan? Answer?!" Alex didn't lose the rage this time.

"From now on, I won't speak a word with a bad person like you. Before you bring Kak Ramadhan to the hospital I won't talk to you! Take that, Mr. Alex!" Prita this time crossed his hands in front of his chest, then closed his mouth tightly.

"Whatever, I won't be lured by your onion snapping Prita. Why did I bring Ramadan to the hospital? Meanwhile, because of his actions, my brother gabriel must die in his hands."

Prita was completely silent this time, not flinching at all with Alex's words. Even when Aditya's doctor cleaned and bandaged Prita's injured leg bandage, there was not the slightest conversation there. What a horrible atmosphere.

One hour ...

Two hours ...

Three hours ...

Four hours ...

Finally, Alex can't stand Prita's silence. His stomach was also shriveled signifying empty and hungry. Surely Prita also felt the same way, but Prita not only broke down. He also went on a hunger strike.

"This can't be allowed! Outrageous, a Mafia like me has to lose to the threat of a Prita! Why does love make me stupid! But I am also helpless because of love! B*ngs*t!" Alex curses himself.

Brugh! The bedroom door was opened violently by Alex, Prita who was sitting on the mattress also still did not turn her head towards Alex.

"I'll take Ramadan to the hospital! But with two conditions that you have to meet," explained Alex who is trying to make a deal with his wife.

Prita remained silent. Prita is not interested in Alex's voice.

"How dare you ignore me," Alex's mind really couldn't accept that.

"Listen to me carefully, I will not repeat my words again Prita. I will take Ramadan to the hospital immediately if you want to eat now, then the second you want to serve me with your love interest. Not just as quietly as our first night."

At first glance Prita glanced at Alex with eyes that were so murderous, but a moment later he looked down again.

"The longer you don't feed Ramadan the closer it gets to death, because it runs out of blood."

Worrying eyes are now visible, Prita gets up and says "Yes!" Impressed not sincerely indeed. But Prita went straight to the dining table and ate the food in front of him.

"I want to serve you after I actually see Brother Ramadhan hospitalized!" said Prita pitched ketus.

"Marco! The polo! Get everything ready, take Ramadan to the hospital. Tell him he's an accident victim, so the hospital doesn't suspect us. I'll catch up with you in a different car" said king Alex.

"Good boss!" Marco and Polo worked out exactly what the boss ordered.

"Are you happy now, Prita?"

"Not yet! I will not be happy until Ramadan is completely healed and reunited with his wife."

"Listen I'm fine Prita. If when we are in the hospital you try to escape or tell the police about this situation, then I will not hesitate to hurt both of your parents as well. I do love you, but I will no longer be weak with your various threats. Let's just say I'm being kind to you this time."

The dining table became silent again.

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