I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 58
“What? Abi will grant my request?”
“Iya.”
The shady girl jumped in shock when she heard a sentence that was actually almost extinct from her heart. A smile of rising sumringai adorned his face that still looked pale, a clear crystal line suddenly came out of the eye fertilizers.
Yesterday afternoon…
“It is already than he is sickly like this we better just grant his request.” A man told his wife in the room after returning home from an ashar prayer in a mosque not far from home.
“Are you sure?”
“You how else? Maybe our son was too in love with a man named Fizhan.”
“Alright Abi, I just follow.”
Inevitably and sincerely sincere a pair of people must obey the request of their daughter who wants to propose a man. There is no other way because the condition of Fatimah is getting worse. The girl did not want to be taken to the hospital and was forced to call a middle-aged man aka Abi Fatimah a private doctor to their home.
That's how if it's blind love, it must hurt if it fails to be realized.
Fatimah always cried, if the night she did not change like beautiful aunts who often wear white dresses mixed with blood.
“Create Abi? Did ya? It's not just subterfuge to amuse me, is it?” The girl asked again with a hopeful face. His net was sparkling, his hand was holding the back of the hand of the man who for seventeen years had given him a living.
“Iya nak.” His answer was along with a smile, a smile of compulsion.
Neither the man nor the woman is actually not happy if the child behaves like this. Fatimah was still in school and her age was even very young. For some reason what makes it too fast to drop a heart on someone, and somehow the stature of the man who managed to make the virgin heart seem stolen.
The parents of Fatimah just did not want her daughter to fall deeper and ended up with a wound. Because after all they were also young and knew very well the ins and outs of the world of romance. Before being put together, the two also had the name of eating heart embroidered because of the pink world. Betrayed has become their daily food. Therefore both do not want if similar things happen with his daughter who still stinks it. In this world there will be no sincere parents if their children are hurt by others.
Fatimah's condition has improved. His lips endlessly formed the perfect U there. Umnya so, a smile accompanied the current state of the house.
Basic bucin!
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“Ester is actually something I want to say.”
“What?”
As if precarious, Alan asked his lover to meet early in the morning. As usual, there was no fancy food or drink at every meeting. All only capitalized mineral water and nuts that do not function at all in the stomach.
The young couple had only met again this time after all this time. Alan always makes excuses even though Esther continues to force, until finally the man himself who asked for a meeting suddenly.
Alan is not going anywhere and indeed has nothing to do. The crazy man deliberately stirred up the longing that was lingering in the heart of the woman and suddenly came to bring bad news.
He thought about it and talked about it with Sam. Whatever happens later or even the swearing will come out of Esther's mouth, but at least the foolish woman can't run away anymore because she has been physically bound by Alan.
Cruel!
“I'm sorry baby but actually you're not a virgin.”
“What?” Esther's brows were intertwined, trying to browse through the row of words that had just spouted from Alan's lips.
“Do you remember the incident that made your bottom ache?”
“After we slept together on that night.”
“WHAT YOU SAID!”
Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight. The Netra of the person who heard spontaneously was enveloped by the salt water. Not easy to believe, but it all feels real. It hurt, it felt so painful.
“I'm sorry.” This time Alan prostrated himself under the woman's feet. “I did all this because I love you so much baby, I really don't want you to be owned by someone else.” The lecherous man bin demon began acting to attract Esther's sympathy.
Where there are people dear but destructive! You petty man! He did so only because of a lump of money that was not brought to death at all.
Esther is speechless. His mouth was silenced like there was an adhesive attached to the part of the sound producer. The originally bright sky instantly darkened in the woman's eyes, the earth felt split apart and drowned anything standing on its surface.
Those who had prostrated themselves under their feet were incessantly apologizing. The crocodile tears he let out to the toilet from the fertilizer, no matter if there are several pairs of eyes that are currently staring at him nanar.
All for money.
Esther felt stupid, stupid, stupid and what was her name. Maybe he was consumed by Alan's seduction even until unconscious if he had been rewarded with drugs. His hands were clenched perfectly, his teeth grinding to hold back the anger that was about to reach the crown of his head.
Bugh!
A hard fist managed to land on Alan's right cheek.
Bugh!
This time on the left side.
Red, everything is tomato colored.
“Aduuuh!” Alan got up and complained of pain. The man rubbed the rough part that had just been struck by a five-coloured object. Although a woman, it turns out Esther's impingement is able to leave a red stamp there.
Like a nightmare, Esther did eat heartburn this early in the morning. The meeting that was supposed to be a longing release even transformed into a fire that was ready to devour a row of buildings. The woman was disappointed, her fragile heart did not know how to return.
“I promise I'll be in charge dear.” Alan's voice came back, this time a little more raucous.
“How can I forgive the one who has taken my most sacred treasure. Huh!” Esther pulled the monkey clothes Alan to make his shirt buttons detached one.
“A- I don't mean un-“
Bugh!
“Aduuuh!”
The sound of a bull was again heard from the place where the two people were arguing this. Alan held his head which this time was the target of boxing, a little dizzy but inevitably he had to hold everything in order to launch a mission.
...***...
Seriate
Does a rich guy like Alan belong to him?
How if entered into the sack of rice continues to be washed into the open sea.
Let him know what it's like to be swallowed alive by a ferocious hysteria, huuuu.
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