Wife From Holy Prison

Wife From Holy Prison
Laila bodyguard



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Prologues


Laila Ikrimah, a veiled girl who has a beautiful face outside the limits. In addition, he also has extraordinary strength in martial arts. The martial power he gained from his father a silat teacher.His beauty that exceeds other women leads him to be able to be a strong woman so that he can protect himself.Nothing is impossible with the efforts and will of the omnipotent the efforts of her father who educated her from an early age to become a martial arts woman finally succeeded. Because of his veiled and martial skills he is sometimes accused of*****, but he never replies to that.


One day Laila hears that her best friend Linda has an accident. He went straight to the hospital. Just one day and one night Linda was treated until she breathed her last. Though Linda will soon be married, but fate says something else. Stay a will for Laila so that Laila looks after Linda's future husband. And so that Laila can replace linda in the heart of her future husband Argantara.


**Laila veiled bodyguard**


A bright morning but suddenly a black cloud enveloped the earth, indeed the word cloudy does not mean rain, but a veiled girl named Laila has been drenched in raindrops. Laila had finished shopping at the behest by mother. Because of the rain, he took shelter in front of a pharmacy. His hands still carry the basket. This is the fate of Laila who is unemployed, because she is difficult to find a job because of her veil which is considered a foreign thing for people around.


Suddenly he saw a crime in front, a mother crying hysterically because her son was hit by a motorbike. The boy did not appear to be seriously injured. A young man named Argantara in a black car met the mother and only a glimpse of the child's condition, then he rushed back to his car.


Laila thinks that the man is the culprit and tries to escape. The atmosphere around deserted, Laila also broke through the rain, knocking on Argantara's car door.


"Get out!" laila. Laila was indeed the least able to see the crime happening before her, but this time she misunderstood.


Arga got out of his car, Arga was still staring at the girl's astonishment, because only this time he saw the veiled girl who dared to bully him to get out of the car.


"what is mba?" ask Arga.


"What did you say? take responsibility quickly, you'll run, won't you,"


Laila prepared her strength to warn.


"Surge! I want to pass by" Arga did not reply to Laila's words.


"Well, you want to run away, try it if you can!" laila exclaimed, then punched Arga in the stomach.


"POW !!" such a terrible fist.


Arga's facial expression was unconditioned, feelings of pain and shame mixed together. How could this veiled woman have the ability to punch that hard.


"You must be a man, right? or are you *******?" Arga was provoked by the emotion of seeing the girl.


"You said I was *******?" almost Laila's hand again attacked Argantara, but the mother who had stopped Laila.


"Had kid, he wasn't the culprit, he was on the bike and had run away," the mother scolded Laila's hand.


Like being struck by lightning, Laila felt guilty for misusing her martial skills. He hit people wrong.


"Sorry, I was wrong, are you in pain? let me take you to the pharmacy, again I'm sorry, I really don't know" said Laila, as if her tone had changed to softer.


***


Arga went back to his car, "Crazy! if there is such a strong woman, I should see a doctor, lest the organs in my stomach be damaged, "the inner Arga who endured the pain as long as he drove.


***


Laila's coming home, man,


"Assalamualaikum mother," said Laila greeting mother who is working. The Laila family has a business making various types of skin crackers. Laila's daily life is only looking for work that never can and if there is free time he helps the mother and her father.


"Waalaikumussalam, kok lama anyway Laila, the mother has been waiting from earlier," said Mother.


"Sorry Bun, it was raining so I took a break" Laila replied while tidying up the groceries.


Laila's younger brother named Ridwan who was two years under her came from the direction of her room. "Home home, I just want to pick you up" said Ridwan.


"In the meantime, no intention really, you should have picked me up from earlier" said Laila glanced at her sister.


"Sorry brother, do not sulk, yes I already say yes to go to college," said Ridwan while kissing the hands of Mother and Laila.


"Oh yeah, which father is Bun?" ask Laila.


"It was behind, again really tile," replied Mother.


Laila rushed to the back to see her father climbing, "Pity Daddy," said Laila, holding the stairs so that her father would not fall while coming down from the tile.


Dad came down from the tile, the atmosphere changed, father's expression seemed to be not good, father glared at Laila.


"Yesterday I got a story from people that if you open your veil in public, is that true?" ask Dad seriously.


Laila was just grinning, "sorry dad, it was not intentionally open," he said slowly.


"Father does not accept any reason, never your face is seen by any human except our family, do you forget, many times father tell the story of the father's sister who died because of her own beauty, because of her own beauty, the women in the father's family are indeed other than others, the beauty that women have in our ancestral lineage is out of bounds, so that the father's sister used to be liked by many men, love blinds them, love blinds them, until there was bloodshed, my sister was the victim, therefore my father always reminds you, always wear your veil, it's Sunnah son," explained the father who was very worried about his daughter.


Laila grabbed her father's hand, "Dad don't worry, I can take care of myself, I've always learned martial arts well with dad since I was a kid, I can even fight 10 thugs at once," laila said to calm Dad down.


Dad looked at his daughter with concern, "Why do you always feel worried, you are still traumatized by the death of your sister" he said.


***


That night Argantara himself in his magnificent home. Suddenly there was an incoming SMS, the SMS was a threat so that Argantara resigned to inherit the White Horse group. It is the largest paper manufacturing company in the country. Naturally Arga became heir, because he was the son of his father.His father was a businessman named Salman Arganta who remarried after divorce with Arga's biological mother. But papa Salman remains on good terms with his son.