The Pursuit of Fatimah Love

Salma Kidnapping

Chapter 59

When Mark was fighting an inner war, suddenly his phone rang. He grabbed the cell phone that was inside his suit. Plastered on the screen of his phone the name Alex, immediately it also made his chest pounding.

"Fatimah, I have to pick up the phone first" Mark said, taking off Fatimah's body plan that was holding her.

Instantly Fatimah's face blushed, while releasing her embrace. While wiping away her tears, she stared at Mark who was slightly away from her and looked very serious while talking on the phone.

There was a look of worry on Mark's face. Several times he rubbed his face rough, until he looked towards Fatimah, making their netra meet. The look of sadness in Mark's bead. He immediately stopped talking and closed his phone.

Mark regulated his breathing and slowly approached Fatimah. When their distance was very close, Mark smiled and gently rubbed Fatimah's head.

"Is there any bad news about him?" Fatimah asked in a very loud voice. His chest felt tight again.

"Your feelings are so strong for him," Mark replied with his eyes softly staring at Fatimah.

The clear circle again glided across Fatimah's face. His heart was pierced with pain, the pain was getting worse, although, he did not know what exactly happened to Afif.

"Say, to me! How bad is it?" Fatimah asked in a trembling voice.

Mark did not reply, he immediately brought Fatimah's body into his arms, making Fatimah again shed her tears on the chest of Mark's field.

"Cry! If it can ease the burden of your mind."

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Salma sat in front of Afif who was sitting on a large rock with a stretch of blue sea in front of him. Staring deep into the ocean with a cigarette tucked in his lips.

He sucked deeply into the cigarette, exhaling it through the nose, thus forming a group of smoke that was swept away along with the sea breeze.

Afif feels pain in the back of his sensitive area. Pain and tightness enveloped his chest. Something he was defending was now all lost for the mission he was running.

Afif back sucking in a cigarette that is only left for one suction. He roughly threw the cigarette butt right under his feet and stepped on it a little rough with a sigh of restraint.

"Sorry, you sacrificed yourself for me" Salma said in a soft voice, staring at Afif with teary eyes.

Afif turned his head for a moment towards Salma, the beautiful woman who made herself dare to change positions. There was no special feeling in Afif's heart like what he felt to Fatimah, but, he also did not understand, either, why was he willing to sacrifice his honor as a man only for the woman he just met?.

"I don't want to regret what happened, don't ever talk about this again!" Afif said and rose from his seat.

"Tell me, what shall I do to repay your kindness?" Salma said, standing up and aligning her body with Afif.

"Nothing," replied Afif flatly.

"Afif," Salma held Afif's arm. Without further ado, he immediately linked their lips.

Salma is so aggressive enjoying Afif lips. While Afif was just silent without any retaliation, making Salma release his lips with hunting breath.

"Don't say, if you don't want it and your passion doesn't burn!" Salma whispered with a raucous voice, right in Afif's ear.

"If my passion has risen, I can be a very hungry lion!" firmly Afif while releasing Salma's hand on his arm and pushing slowly Salma's body slightly away from his body.

"I've exchanged my body for your honor as a woman, please cherish your body!" Decisive Afif, directly passed from before Salma.

Afif's words made Salma speechless. He silently stared at Afif's back, until he felt something wet sticking to his nose, making everything suddenly dark and he lost consciousness.

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"How does it feel?" The baritone voice shocked Salma. He squinted his eyes at the figure of the man now in front of him and the man drew closer to Salma and sat down beside her innocent body.

Salma tried to make a sound while stomping her body, making the ties in her hands and feet even tighter. The man laughed and violently he took off the duct tape that covered his mouth, making himself feel a slight pain and stiffness around his mouth.

"W-who are you?" Salma asked, as the man moved closer to her.

"Your beauty is absolutely perfect," the man gently stroked Salma's face, making Salma instantly turn her face away.

"Don't be an expensive sell-off, just a few minutes ago I felt your body," The man said with a laugh and looked at Salma with a mocking look.

The man's words made Salma flinch. As fear entered his heart, cold sweat began to drench his face and body. He realized what kind of man he was facing right now.

"You've done the interview!" Hardik Salma with a flushed face and a trembling body, between anger and fear.

The man laughed loudly while gripping Salma's jaw, making Salma grimace in pain with her eyes beginning to tear up.

"Don't be a holy snob! You are just a dirty woman who is used to serving many men, in contrast to Fatimah, the woman Afif loves so much!" snapped the man, making Salma flinch and his tears immediately flowed without excuse from the corner of his eye

The strong grip of the man was indeed very painful. However, what was more painful was that the man mentioned the name of a woman related to Afif.

"B-Fatimah ...." Said Salma, looking at the man with a gaze asking for an explanation.

The man violently released his grip. He growled with a flash of anger from his eyes.

"The bod*h women who have been entangled in the love of the Afif sia*an it!" furious at the man with a clenched palm.

"I assure you, he will never be able to live happily. What else is with the woman he loves?" The man said, smiling smirk.

"Please tell me who Fatimah is? Is she Afif's lover?" Salma asked as she sobbed with a trembling voice.

The man looked back at Salma while laughing mockingly. "You and Fatimah are like heaven and earth. Although, you have a very beautiful face, do not ever think to compete with Fatimah in the heart of Afif."

The man's words were like sharp daggers piercing his heart.

"Fatimah, does that woman mean so much in your life, Afif? Then why are you willing to sacrifice your honor for me?" The question revolved around Salma's head, making him unaware that the figure of the man was already on top of his innocent body.

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Who was the man who kidnapped Salma?

What is that guy's relationship with Afif?

What mission do you really want to run Afif, so you have to sacrifice everything?

There are still secrets in this story that will be revealed soon.

Thank you to all who faithfully await the continuation of this story 🤗🙏.