Want a Life of Heaven

91. Agnia Sacking

A moment will call Akmal, Agnia made unable to refuse a call that was out of whom. No foreigners listed there. A moment Agnia frowned, a little uncomfortable because it means that hers no already owned by many people.

The hesitant Agnia still answered as well, just in case it matters. When a man's voice sounded from there, he was busy thinking. Who is the owner of this one or two times voice he seems to have heard.

"Hello?"

"Hello, who?"

"This is true with Agnia?"

"Yes." replied Agnia hesitatingly.

"I'm from the expedition, I want to deliver the package."

"Package?" Agnia spontaneously parroted, sure as hell did not order anything in the near future. "But I didn't order anything.."

"Ah.. this is a shipment from. briefly, the sender is Akmal."

"Actmal?"

"Rubber. I'll be heading to your address soon, so please wait."

Agnia could not doubt, a little believe because it might be. That guy was full of surprises.

To be sure, Agnia immediately fulfilled her original purpose of calling Akmal. At that moment, he forgot his anxiety for a moment.

Until the call never got an answer, Agnia immediately hesitated. Her plan? Some kind of surprise? The man himself was already full of surprises.

All right, Agnia sighed. Stop calling Akmal, go to his house. Want to make sure for yourself what the contents of the package are, is it true Akmal is planning something.

"Agnian.."

"Yes, Mom." Agnia turned her head, from the doorstep Khopipah called out to her. With Zain in the lap.

"Ngapain there?"

"Wait for the package."

Khopipah. "What package are you looking forward to there? Wait in Dalem aja, we have lunch together."

Agnia smiled, yes. Obviously he was too excited. "Okay. Just a minute, Mom." Agnia finally nodded, for a moment looking around ascertaining the courier who was carrying the mysterious package.

Not long after a car came, making Agnia undo her intentions. He moved closer to the car, with curiosity that teased him.

"Is the package that big?" muttered Agnia, until the expedition car directly delivered.

Khopipah who was still there frowned, watching her daughter who actually stepped in the opposite direction until she lost her vision. A moment to sigh, untu then decided to enter because Zain had ripped off asking to be taken down.

Someone in the steering wheel turned his head, lowering his glass. Smiling friendly.

"On behalf of Agnia?"

Agnia nodded. Too curious about the package, Agnia ignored if the voice of this courier and the courier who called her earlier was very different.

The courier posed difficulty to get out, then smiled towards Agnia. "Mbak, I'm so sorry. Can you get the package yourself?"

Agnia understood, nodded. Only when the mini bus door opened did it escape its head. Strangely there was only one package there, even though it was very small. Makes Agnia instantly goosebumps, pecking for a moment. Just realized something was wrong.

Agnia's about to step down, just not having the time. A hand pulls it first, making Agnia not need a second to enter there. A person unseen before, sitting in the backseat grinned after successfully rendering Agnia unconscious.

Wildan now straightened his body, long enough to curl up and hide. His slanted smile was clearly imprinted, and a sigh of relief from his mouth rang out to the driver in front of him.

"Road!' his word, which was immediately taken by the driver who looked scared, shook his hands.

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Khopipah who was surprised when Agnia never came to decide to check, so restless suddenly. Leaving Zain playing alone at the dining table for a moment.

The wrinkles on his forehead became more visible, when Agnia was not seen anywhere. His chest began to rumble, worried ripples instantly filling his heart. Especially after walking to where Agnia was standing earlier, it was not Agnia who was found but her cellphone that was lying freely on the paved road.

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Akbar began to connect a few things, still pecking at where he stood. Starting from Agnia's phone that pitched worry, also the puzzle asked Akmal. One more thing, Asma said that if he saw Akmal meet Wildan before.

Deg.

Don't-don't..

"Damn." Akbar immediately understood, immediately running with his big steps following Akmal.

A call came just then, making Akbar immediately swallow his steps to answer the call.

"Hello, Ma?"

"Akbar, your mother's like she's been kidnapped."

"I mean mother?" Akbar had thought there, only he hoped it wasn't true.

"So there was a suspicious car, continued after the mother checked through CCTV. Your mother disappeared at that moment."

Akbar snorted, it was true. Without speaking again immediately disconnected the call and ran faster chasing Akmal.

Luckily Akmal has not left, it is a storm because the motorbike is parked the front.

"Act."

Akmal looked at her with a complicated face.

"Where are you going?"

"Find Wildan." in short.

"Don't! We're going to my house right now, I'm telling you the CCTV set the record."

Akmal nodded, without asking for an explanation of what the incident meant. The two people had already connected a single thought without explaining the situation to each other.

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The one-way cctv footage shows the time the car came, a few moments still, to shortly return. The other footage shows Agnia drowning, then going towards the car. And after that it no longer looks.

All of a sudden silence, especially Khopipah. It's just that Akbar assured if he will soon find the whereabouts of his brother armed with cctv it. Keep saying if finding Agnia is easy, even though you don't know.

"Hurry to the police!" khopipah said, his gentle look changed.

Akbar sighed, how he said it. A loss report cannot be made before twenty-four hours. In order to calm the Mother, Akbar nodded.

"Yes, let me handle it. Now, I'm just resting. And call Mas Hafidz."

Khopipah was about to oppose, but seeing Akbar's confident gaze he decided to agree. Stepping to his room was delivered by Akbar.

Akmal was also shaken, his chest rumbling violently. It felt like repeating the same incident, when Ulya never came to see him was not at home. It was a call from his mother who replied, if Ulya was on the verge of death.

Akmal's chest felt tight all of a sudden, terrified that Agnia was in danger. Whereas the target of Wildan is he, Akbar and Gian. Guilt filled his heart.

Soon Akbar returned while his hands did not stop trying to contact Agnia, although he knew it would not work still done.

Akbar noticed the nervousness on Akmal's face, sighed softly. "Armal!" call him while watching Akmal's heavily sweaty face.

Akmal turned his head slowly, still feeling his racing heartbeat.

"Lo not papa?"

Akmal nodded.

"Don't over think. We will not be able to find Agni if you are shaken" said Akbar. In this situation the naughty highlight is lost, it is the wisest one.

Akmal nodded as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Akbar momentarily weighed, to then look at Akmal again. "Gue wants to find out about the expedition car, you. meet Gian. Find out which places he might be going."

Akmal nodded, his lips twitching without saying anything.

Akbar sighed, looking at Akmal once more. But if Akmal has a bit of trauma about a situation like this, he's heard about it before, and it's not just a rumor.

"Don't be more afraid than me!" akbar said again, a moment later poking his lips. He then approached Akmal until his hand was comfortably patted on Akmal's shoulder. "Everything must be fine."

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The fear was eager for Akmal opponent, until now he sighed deeply while his eyes closed. Trying to organize his heart by convincing himself that fear will only lead him to carelessness.

Gian just got out of his car with a messed up face, tired even though only half of the day was finished. Unfortunately, there is still another amazing schedule today.

But tired was meaningless when Akmal came with a commotion, making Gian have no choice but to be sure.

The challenging highlight between the two yesterday now disappeared, turning curious from Gian's face. Immediately beckoned his security guard to let Akmal in.

"What's wrong?" jian asked seriously, could feel the crispness from Akmal's face.

"Where's Wildan?"

Gian frowning. "Wilda?"

"Mbak Agni is missing, if my guess is correct.. Wildan is behind all this."

Gian pecked for a while, at a glance remember his sister's grin yesterday. His chest spontaneously rumbled, imagining what might have happened.

Akmal was made strange, because Gian just believed in his words. Not angry or defending his sister first.

"This isn't the first time?" ask Akmal.

Gian shook his head, rubbing his face roughly. "But this time he's mad at me."

Akmal sighed, they really didn't get along as it turned out.

"What should I do?" asked Gian, now raising his voice. For Akmal was busy with his own thoughts.

Akmal shook his head slowly, I don't know if Gian doesn't know especially himself. "But.for now, why don't you call Wildan?"

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Wildan sighed, glancing at his vibrating phone. Smile briefly while straightening his back.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Why? Tumbens.."

"You're the same Agnia?"

Wildan chuckles. "Whose agnia? My girls don't have that name."

"Don't be kidding!"

"Lo don't be kidding, brother!"

"Okay." Gian's voice was low. "Sister Akbar, remember? he's who I mean."

"Oh.." Wildan chuckled, looking in front of him as Agnia who was tied to a chair was desperately trying to untie one of the ties on her hands and feet. "You girl, it's me."

"Lo's crazy? Now get him! Or you could deal with the cops."

"Gue's crazy, but calm down. I'll take him off before the cops sniff this out, it's just.. After having fun first, how?"

"Basic is insane! It's the last warning, if you'll touch him you're dealing with me."

"Falm! Does he mean that much to you? Your attitude that I believe it makes me more excited.."

"Okay, I'm sorry. Now tell me where you are." Gian's voice sounded soft.

"You come here, please come. Catch me if you can."

"Name*t."

"Quiet.. Would you like to hear his voice?" Wildan got up, approaching Agnia. Immediately pointed his phone at his captive, after first opening his mouthpiece.

But Agnia did not comply, not wanting to show her fear. Clenching his mouth tightly, stared back at the challenge.

"By the way!"

Seeing Agnia turn her face away, Wildan snorted. Get back to his chair.

"I don't think your boyfriend wants to talk, so.."

"Take me in, if you dare to hurt him. I'm not gonna hold myself anymore.."

"Ah boring. Who wants to hurt him? That pretty girl has to be loved, right? And.. remember what I said? All the girls swayed with just one touch, I want to show it now." he said at length while wide open. To then disconnect that call.

Makes Agnia goosebumps for a moment, so scared. It is better to be tortured than to be..

"What's my fault?"

Wildan smiled in anguish, finally the beautiful prisoner spoke as well. Back up, approaching towards Agnia.

"Nobody, but my sister is also your future husband. And don't forget about Gian, because you made him fall in love so I had to." Wildan explained, acting regretfully.

"Do you think your actions are right?"

"Stt! I know you're the only daughter of an ustadz. But I don't need a lecture now, so I'm pretty good."

"Let's make those three people panic first, after that.." Wildan grinned. "We'll talk later, whether to have fun or. need a compulsion."

Agnia snorted, her hands unceasingly trying to untie it. "Akbar turned out to be right, he taught the right people a lesson."

"What's? Say again! It will only add to my desire to make you suffer." Wildan replied casually, as he relaxed his shoulders. "Listen, calm down, I won't hurt you."

Agnia was eager to shout, but it was in vain because Wildan was ready at any time to silence her. Now, he could only turn his face away when Wildan tried to touch his cheek.

Wildan chuckled, loving to make the woman in front of him be cornered. Her hands were even bolder, pointing at Agnia's lips. It's just that within seconds Agnia managed to bite off that brash arm, like a lion getting her prey. The unmitigated bite managed to make Wildan's hand bleed, even Agnia could feel the saltiness in her mouth.

"Aw!" Wildan squealed in pain, until the moment his hand was released. His hand spontaneously slapped Agnia.

It was so loud, that Agnia felt an incredible pain. His ears for a moment buzzed.

Wildan raised Agnia's chin, making the girl stare at him. A sharp gaze full of vengeance, to then direct a hard blow to Agnia's face.

Agnia could feel blood flowing down her nose, her other cheek was also throbbing. The overwhelming dizziness he felt, for a blow to a woman was already outrageous. Most annoying, he was tortured in a condition bound

Wildan grimaced himself, the stinging in his hand creating a tremendous upset. One hand gesture, pulling the covered hair out. Making Agnia look up with my eyes.

"Look at this beautiful face, it shouldn't be treated like this. You should have heard me. Let me ask you one more time. Want to apologize and come with me, or.."

"Torture me as much as you do, by Allah I will not beg a scoundrel of you" said Agnia softly, with a breath that began to fall.

Wildan grunting. "Okay. I'm not too pretty until I have to beg. Now.there's something else I want more of."

"Yes." Agnia shrieked softly, holding back as her hair was pulled even harder.

Wildan was about to point his fist, but his ringing phone stopped him. Making him sniff mischievously, but still answer the call from his brother.

Agnia could not hold back her tears now, she did not even know where she was. Thin issues sounded in rhythm with the sound of Adhan reverberating.

"What else?" Wildan asked flatly.

"We made a deal. You tell me where you are, and we're not taking this matter to the police."

"Police.I don't care!" wildan shouted, furious. "Anything you want, I'm not afraid." he said confidently, immediately disconnecting the call.

Wildan's eyes pierced sharply, as if ready to slaughter Agnia mercilessly. Taking a deep breath before approaching Agnia, who started to look scared of it.

Once again the call came again, Wildan forcedly and mounting emotions returned to answer the call.

"It's better this time it's important." he sissed.

"What do you want?"

"Gue wants to be good lo, Akmal, also Akbar feel annoyed and disappointed as I feel rasain. I don't care if after this you have to enter bui, as long as this girl is extinct" he said full of emphasis.

"That's it, let me talk to him.."

Wildan sighed, pointing his phone at Agnia.

"Damnit.."

"Sister.." Agnia with quivering lips yes replied quietly, trying as hard as possible to resist her fearing sobs. But the stuff just broke.

"Wait a little while, and just keep a good eye on yourself."

Tangis Agnia more broken, of course understand the meaning of Gian's speech. Only, what about him who can't do anything?

Wildan was satisfied, feeling successful in making his brother ketar-ketir. Panic is not play. Immediately disconnect the call, also turn off the phone. I don't want Gian to bother him anymore.

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The first thing Akbar did, was to meet Fiki. Although it looks chaotic, slengean is also emotional, there are other facts that not many people know.

Fiki, has a good relationship with the gang. Not an ordinary gang, not an ordinary gang. They are trained and very smart.

Fiki was ready to attack Akbar with his naughty mouth when his sworn enemy was forced to meet, until Fiki was forced to obey because Akbar even snapped him on the phone earlier.

Therefore, Fiki vowed to avenge Akbar when he met. But it was only a plan, after all Fiki was immediately faced with confusion seeing Akbar's face.

And as Akbar explained everything, Fiki's jaw spontaneously hardened. Reply staring intently at Akbar.

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

"Everything goes very fast, I don't even care to tell my own brother. Now, you're gonna have to help me."

Hearing Akbar's soft answer, also the face that makes Fiki could not bear. But not himself if behaving sweetly, finally cleared his throat.

"Well, ask anyone else for help if it's not me."

Akbar snorted, smiling little. In my heart is relieved. Fiki is indeed rare, annoying is also very useful at the same time.

"But I need your approval first."

"What?"

"Wildan, can I do anything?"

Akbar nodded doubtfully, thinking whether he had the right to agree to it or not. "Whatever, but we'll meet him first."

Fiki smiled broadly for some reason, shrugging her shoulders. "That's easy."