The Hidden Love

Still in the old building

Just like Dion, the Sultan was still stuck standing in his place, his lips twitching but because of the incident that made him shaken it made him powerless to say a word.

"Go to the next room, maybe Hanum is there." Raka patted the shoulder of the Sultan who had been silent since.

"Ah, yes." Sultan gasp.

After waking up from his daydream, the Sultan immediately swung his feet towards an empty room that he still had not checked, Raka tailed behind the man. With trembling hands, Sultan tried to press the door handle that was not locked.

And as soon as the door opened wide, he immediately ran to a corner of the room, a place where his wife was curled up with a shivering body. The Sultan felt his heart as if he were stabbed by a dagger, it was very painful to see his wife's state of concern.

"Honey," she called out softly as soon as there was no longer any distance between the two.

Hanum who had looked down since then looked up, in the face of the man who had been waiting for his arrival for so long. Her tears escaped again and she cried bitterly in her husband's arms.

You idiot, you should have hugged before you let go of the rope that snared your wife's hands and feet. There-there is only ... Raka shook her head slowly.

Walking closer to a couple who were giving each other a longing between them, Raka crouched down then slowly her hands began to move to open the hook that shackled Hanum's legs.

"What are you doing? why touch my wife's feet?" pekik Sultan was so aware Raka was already beside him.

"Basic crazy! can't you see I'm unscrewing the rope that tied your wife's leg? don't yell at someone who has helped you. Fuck up!" Raka grunted in annoyance.

"Sorry, what do you think you want?" the Sultan's voice was heard softening.

"What do you think, huh? at least before hugging shouldn't you let go of the rope that tied your wife's hands and feet first? so that he can return your embrace tightly. Are you stupid or what? lt's bad! basic Misngad!" Raka kept on cursing at her friend.

"What is Misngad?" asked the Sultan who was still trying to open the rope that tied his wife's hand.

"The name of the person," answered Raka indifferently.

"I've never heard of it, where did he come from? who is he?" sultan was still curious.

"Misngad is the name of a maniac who does not wear clothes and always calls the name of his dead wife. He always stood by at the crossroads before entering my residential area" explained Raka.

"Damn it!" dengus Sultans.

"Is anyone hurt? is anyone sick?" sultan asked as soon as he managed to untie the bond that ensnared his wife's hand.

Hanum who was still crying in the Sultan's chest shook his head, the two still did not want to let go of each other. The sultan let his wife cry, at least it would make the girl feel a little relieved. His hands stretched out to Hanum's body to check who knew there was one part of his wife's body that was injured. And as fast as lightning the Sultan distanced himself from Hanum's reach when he sensed something was amiss.

"What's wrong?" asked Hanum who was so surprised.

"Your face is wet?" once again the Sultan touched the cloth that covered Hanum's body to make sure that the clothes his wife was wearing were wet.

Hanum nodded slowly.

"Why can?" again, the Sultan asked.

"The woman threw a bottle of water at me this morning" Hanum said.

Gosh, besides the evil Mauryn is also cruel. Once he hurt a pregnant woman and treated her very badly. As a fellow woman did she not have the slightest feeling of pity? where is his conscience.

The sultan buried Hanum's head in his chest, and it did not take long for him to hear the restrained cry from his wife's lips.

"Don't hold it, just take it all out. It was a loud cry," said the Sultan, he continued to gently pat Hanum on the back and shower the top of the girl's head with a kiss. "I'm here now so you don't have to be afraid anymore. I'm sorry I was late to find you."

Raka who saw the two in such a way shared her feelings, was stunned as she continued to stare at the two people who were still hugging. The feeling of haru being so stifling his chest made him unable to resist crying. He who understood the Sultan's feelings so well let them resolve his feelings for a while.

A few minutes later.

"You can go on later, now let's get out of this damned place, quickly,"

Raka's words made the two begin to relax his embrace, they also let go of each other.

The Sultan opened the jacket that had wrapped his body for him to then wear on Hanum's body.

"Fastly we have to go to the hospital, it looks like your wife's condition is very weak" Raka said.

"Yes, where's Adam and Dion?" sultan asked as he lifted up Hanum's weak body.

In the next room.

Mauryn who realizes the arrival of a person who could endanger him immediately runs towards the place where he holds Hanum. After a long time of silence because it was so surprised and did not expect that the Sultan would come to this place, he who remembered something decided to grab the folding knife that Reno had placed on the small table behind him before running away from the room.

Dion, who saw no good, decided to follow the woman, allowing Adam, who was still not finished, to vent his emotions by continuing to beat Reno.

Mauryn had just walked out of the room but his legs were stopped as soon as he passed the Sultan who was holding the woman he so hated.

"How I got here doesn't matter. The important thing is that I have found my wife, I make sure you will be punished severely. Prepare to rot in prison!" balas Sultan's.

"Bad!" Mauryn yelling. "I don't accept it! I will not stay silent to see the woman of the village living happily with you. If I can't get you, then no woman in the world can have you." Mauryn smiled cunningly in her tears.

Slowly Mauryn took out the knife she had been hiding from him, she laughed in tears, her attitude was nothing like crazy. Slowly but surely his body began to advance closer to the Sultan.

"I will finish off the woman who took you from me, after which I will kill you." looked at the Sultan.

"Don't be crazy!" The sultan moved backwards.

Raka who was next to his friend was intending to stop Mauryn but had not had time for Raka to step forward, Mauryn again shouted.

"Stay still and don't move or I'll stab Hanum right now!" threaten Mauryn.

"Relax Ka, don't do anything stupid that can provoke his anger and harm us all." The Sultan blinked his eyes at his friend.

"I can't take it anymore." Mauryn started to walk forward again. "After this no one will be able to snatch you from my side. Only I am entitled to your husband, go to hell." Mauryn pulled out his knife.

The Sultan turned his back, trying to protect his wife and let himself be the one who was hurt. He closed his eyes, preparing to receive a sharp object that would pierce his back.

A moment later the Sultan opened his eyes again as soon as he felt his body was fine without any puncture wounds or anything like that. And just as he turned around he could see Dion slumped with a knife in his stomach that was spitting out a lot of blood.

"Dion ...," Sultan and Raka shouted at the same time, while Hanum who saw Dion covered in blood lost consciousness. In each of her husband's arms, Hanum lunglai's body, she fell unconscious.

Raka immediately scattered, she raised Dion's head and placed the man's head on his lap.

"What's this?" adam asked, he immediately ran closer to it as soon as he heard the screams of his friend calling Dion's name.

Adam smothered his mouth when he saw Dion's terrible condition.

"God! what are you guys doing? why are you guys quiet? how could he be hurt?" yelled Adam, again.

"Don't talk at a crucial time like this! please call an ambulance!" said Raka with a tone that is no less high than the voice of Adam.

With trembling hands Adam reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket.

"Send an ambulance here!" adam shouted as soon as the phone line was connected to a hospital. "The address is on the street ...,"

Tut .. tut ...

Adam glanced at his phone screen.

"Bangs*t! why die in an emergency like this? why aren't the police here yet? shit!"

"Sul ... Sultan ...," stammered, Dion called out to the Sultan while holding his wounded belly.

The one called over, he sat on the floor without moving Hanum's position in the least.

"Ma .. sorry, I'm sorry. Ak ... I'm asking ma .. af to you." Dion grabbed the Sultan's hand with his left, while his right hand was still holding his stomach.

"Don't say anything, please!" The Sultan cried at Dion's condition.

"I ju ... also memin .. ta sorry. In the name of Mauryn." the Sultan's tears fell and saw Dion still trying to say a few sentences.

"Forget it all, you'll be fine. We'll get you to the hospital soon." The Sultan held Dion's hand.

The Sultan's shoulders shook, his breathing became irregular as more tears fell down his cheeks as he felt Dion's hands weaken and fall from his grasp.

"Don't go! don't do this I beg you! hold on please!" shouted Sultan.

The same is true of Raka and Adam. Raka threw his face in any direction because it was not strong to see the Sultan who continued to cry, while his own face was swollen from crying for too long.

Don't ask Adam, the man is just as emotional, his body slumped to the floor. Unlike the two men who were crying in front of him. Adam wept in silence, a clear circle that shot from the corner of his eye like a bead that broke the rope, continuing to make a river as if reluctant to stop and continue to flow until it ended on the floor.

"If anything bad happens to Dion, I'll make sure it's not just the police who will punish you. I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget in your entire life, with my own hands." Adam glared at Mauryn who was crying at the time. "What are you crying for, huh? isn't this what you want? you're a disgusting woman!"

"His pulse is no more."

The words made by Raka increasingly make the inner Sultan and Adam sliced. Only the sound of sobbing cries filled the entire room.

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