SHACKLED IN LOVE IN A NEIGHBORING COUNTRY

In interrogation at the Warehouse. I hate you Khaizan

Shackled in Love in Negeri 32

Ah, behind the funny series upin ipin there is a bloody human life story.

Arriving at the toilet confused how to use the toilet. Usually work at a clothing store if you want to go to the toilet is not like this. Are factory toilets far from public toilets?

My time is getting warm. Googling, can also tutorial. A year here, I'm still old. Alhamdulillah.

"Heh ...! You, come here first!"

[Hi ...! You, come here first] Security called me to the toilet. The lights are still red. Then, how should I? My time is up.

"Clean up until the lights change color!" It turns out that security is Indonesian.

"Yes." Yeah." The floor is neat, try to smell no according to the security of the floor can be used for prayer. Thankfully, the lights have changed color.

Slowing so as not to be caught leader can be sure until the ear is broken. His leader was still watching around indri. Wait for him to leave just show up.

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations."

"You must be confused about using the toilet, right?"

"Kok, you know?"

"Two years in Malaysia. Yeah, you know." One month passed it turns out that many employees who are nosy at the level of gods often accuse me of miscellaneous. I won't let me be accused again. I recriminate, they're angry the CCTV is there. I don't know who showed it to the leader. To seek the sympathy of the leader to slander us.

I haven't seen a friend this month who helped us get in here. I want to thank him. Up payday. 1200 RM salary of this size last time he worked in the store. His salary was greater than that of working in a shop. I'll try to work well.

The second month of work before I came home I was assigned to look for something in the warehouse. And many other employees why should I? I don't want to look for any problems.

The thing I asked not to find did I hear wrong? I thought the barn was full of antiques, dust, rats, ants, cockroaches, and centipedes turned out to be items to be produced. Till...

Chequelek

The door in the lock of the employee who entered the morning has gone home. I'm still locked.

Tok tok tok tok

"PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR."

tok tok tok tok

"HELP WHOEVER HEARS THIS VOICE PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR."

chequeleked

Looks like someone opened the warehouse door from the outside turned out...

"Khanizan...!" No matter how much I forget his name, face and behavior to me, he always comes at the wrong time. I don't know why Khaizan didn't leave my life. Suddenly this headache smelled the same scent of perfume as the first time it met until it met again never changed.

The Quran and hadith prohibits a Muslim woman from wearing perfume because she invites male orgasm. But, forgetting that men also wear perfumes that make them smell a headache there is no reason. I think the rules are always unfair to women.

"You... What's in here?" Khaizan looked at me so deeply. Does Khaizan work here? What does Khaizan mean by indri who helps us work here? Did Khaizan provide CCTV evidence to the leader because it was slandered continuously by old employees?

"Don't want to stay in the warehouse for long, Indri must have been waiting for me to get out but the door was locked again by Khaizan. What does this guy want? Unsatisfied he's already smashed me to pieces in the past?

"Get to me first I'll give you the key!" This drama is. Yes, God I'm afraid. This chest is tight.

I looked towards him. His eyes were shady but keenly looking at me. I think Khaizan is really scary. "I'm going out, give me the key!"

"Before that, give me your time I'd like to speak important things to you today."

"My head suddenly hurts smelling the scent of your shirt. Outside of me."

"You lied." Oh, my God, he forced me. Khaizan took two seats maybe the other one for me. I hate situations like this.

"Sit down." I stood until he opened the door. There's no way he could lock me up in this factory's tiny warehouse that belonged to his parents. Khaizan keeps me tampa blinking, how do I feel right now? It's hard to describe using words.

"How have you been all this time? Where do you go before you get a job? What do you do and where do you work? You used to say you were pregnant, where should you be born now?"

Khaizan asked me a thousand questions I could hardly remember. I just kept quiet and answered him what care he had to throw me like useless trash. Now the garbage that has been thrown away is taken by the right person after being treated better in the form of pick up again. I don't like people like that.

"Shifa Rahmadini why is she silent? Answer my question?"

Shifa kept her gaze blankly looking for something that could get her out of the shed.

"Shypha...! Did you hear my question?" Khaizan approaching me this guy is really scary for an innocent and innocent person. Khaizan advanced the shifa backwards, shifting his body in the following Khaizan until his body touched the wall. Khaizan locked his body Shifa could not get out.

"Republica ... Answer me once. Were you really pregnant at the time? Where is the baby now?" My heart was beating fast wanting to scream but for nothing no one heard.

"What do you care?"

"You are talking too. Of course I care, I brought you here."

"You did bring me here. But, you are not sincere, you ask for a fee that is much more expensive than the ticket price and costs one night that is not much."

Then after that you threw me out like trash then you want to pick up this trash again? your taste is low." Not accepting the shifa swearing at his low appetite Khaizan strangled his face Shifa.

"Where's the baby?"

The pain in this cheek was not comparable to the pain he had tore at first. "Whose baby?" I let go of Khaizan's hand all possible but his calm is stronger.

"Don't beat around the bush." Our sight was locked I did not dare to look at him for too long.

"Yes, whose baby do you mean?"

"Your baby." He didn't want to admit that the fetus I was carrying was his seed, now he's asking, I don't know what this man thinks.

"I don't have a baby. Don't ask me where the baby is."

"Are you dead or miscarried?"

"The question is long-winded I've never been pregnant and miscarried."

"liks. Is it hard to be honest?"

"I'm being honest now what do you want?" Khaizan let go of her stranglehold feeling frustrated but she had to control her emotions. They were silent for quite a while. Shifa, if not asked, he wouldn't have spoken.

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