Wife For Faith

Chapter 101

"What exactly is he doing there? If anything happens to them, I will definitely blame myself for the rest of my life."

"Is your wife's cell phone number not available yet?"

Aiman shook his head. His face looked very messed up. The hair was already disheveled and I don't know how many times the man beat his own head.

"Stupid ... stupid ... stupid! Husband is useless! Why do you live, if only a burden to your wife and family! You wanker!" Aiman continued to blame himself, after which he shouted annoyed in the car.

Fyuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. His three friends–Rafael, Riko, and also Ashraf– could not do anything. They had persuaded, even advised Aiman to remain calm. But not heard. As a result now they can only pray and ask Allah SWT for the salvation of Fatimah.

"I did not know that the wife of Iman was a martial artist" whispered Rafael.

Riko who was holding the steering wheel could not help but pat Rafael on the head. "Shut up!"

The lips immediately pouted. "Sick, Bege!"

"No matter!" sahut Riko ketus's.

"Basic, Scorchman!"

"Can't you just shut up! My head is getting smashed to hear your babbling!"

The tail of Rafael's eyes immediately looked towards the back seat to ensure the condition of the friend. "I'm sure your wife can take care of herself, man. So think positive! Isn't that what you always say to us when you're anxious?"

"My head is not thinking positively, Raf. Because all I want now is to meet and see my wife!" Aiman squeezed his hair again which felt throbbing.

Really, if there was anything with Fatimah, she would blame herself for a lifetime.

Ashraf patted Aiman on the back, then rubbed him with support. "I'm sure your wife can take care of herself!"

Again, support came back from the friend, but Aiman was not immediately able to calm down. All he did now was look out the window with a shadow of his wife's face accompanying him. "Fatimah" he said.

The owner of the heart can only assure the prayer of his friend. He then chose to close his eyes, praying to the Power to take care of his wife who was in distress.

Arriving at the location given by Fatimah. Their car is now parked on a land beside the two-story villa. They stared at each other, especially when they did not find life around.

"What's this location isn't it, anyway? Why don't I find anything here?" Riko suspects that the GPS they use is the wrong address, especially after greeting them only a stretch of sea, as well as an empty villa.

"Yes, Ko. Look, it's there's a parked Jeep!" Rafael who had seen around immediately pointed to a villa that was two houses away from where they were.

The two friends immediately looked at Rafael with a view of "your tumben is smart? Usually oon!".

"Aishis. You don't have to look at me like that! We better get out now. The police will be coming soon too. We can go straight to the CTF!" take Rafael without poking a soft look from his two friends. The man then intends to invite Aiman, but it turns out that the friend just does not exist.

"It doesn't have to be mostly bac0t. Ngoceh mulu, anyway!" Riko sneered at Rafael who was now like a fool. Meanwhile, he had walked out the door complete with a toy gun that was always brought to scare the opponent, while the real skill was a free kick.

Riko smiled mockingly and began to leave Rafael who was still busy misuh-misuh in his chair. He ran over to Aiman just in case the man did anything stupid to derail their plans.

The manic is now circulating, looking for the gap where the wife is. However, as long as the eyes looked he only found an SUV parked behind the bushes of the villa two floors in front of him.

He hurried to walk towards the main door that was already wide open. Aiman frowned, astonished at the function of the door that was now asleep on the tile.

"Why is this the door even falling down? Has he been tired all this time standing still?" This is an inappropriate question to get an answer so that Riko, Aiman, and Ashraf choose to leave Rafael who was dumbstruck at the door.

"Man, you go upstairs! Let me and Riko go to the left right side!"

Aiman nodded, then he began to climb the stairs carefully. Both of his eyeballs instantly widened when he saw the scene he had seen in the movies, it happened in plain sight. "Mother," she said softly.

"Please let go of my mother! You can hurt me, but not him!"

Aiman immediately turned to the source of the voice and sure enough, he discovered the whereabouts of his beloved wife. Honestly, the man was surprised by the all-black costume worn by Fatimah, he looked like mafia women who wanted to snatch up drug dealers.

The husband nodded. "Stop your stupidity, man! You better help your wife and mother soon. Don't just be like a cow that stays still when it's poked in its nose!"

Maya who saw the arrival of others in this villa immediately took the opportunity to outwit the enemy. He glanced around to find a tool that could be used to knock down opponents, then a grin was immediately reviewed.

"I have nothing to do with you! So, it's better to leave before I'm going to kill this woman!" The man continued to press the tip of the gun against Siti's forehead who could now only cry softly. His body was completely limp. To stand alone he was not strong, let alone to fight.

"Go home, boy! I'm fine if I have to die here! Because mom deserves to die because it hurt you, "sorry Siti, then smiled full of supplication.

Fatimah nodded. "Sir, Mum. Anyway we should get home from here together!"

Maya immediately takes the opportunity to attack Tejo with a baseball bat and shines it into the back of the man's head and the man's body falls to the floor instantly.

"Gurghhh!"

However, before the enemy fell he had pulled the trigger of his gun towards Fatimah. However, another man had already pulled it so that he was hit by the bullet.

"Pig!"

"Get it!" the two women shouted in the silence of the villa. Making the atmosphere there feel more mellow.

Aiman smiled when he saw the two people he loved were now around him. The lips flashed a smile, but after that his eyes closed.

Fatimah cried loudly and hugged Aiman's body. She kept calling out the name of the husband who was now unconscious after getting shot.