I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 61

Sam got up from his motorbike and immediately grabbed the arm of Lyora who had revealed her nose in the yard. The girl held onto her wrist which began to put a red twist, the contents in her head was second-guessing about Sam who was suddenly crazy.

“Why dear? Wasn't our game satisfied last night so you forced me to do it again?” Lyora's voice rose an octave from before. It tries to normalize pain in the wrist through small puffs.

Currently they are in a park that is still one scope also with the woman's house. Sam accidentally did not take him out because somehow his heart suddenly ilfil with the presence of Lyora. Moreover, in this place no one knows because of the many giant bongsai that are able to cover the body.

“Shut!” Sam shuts Lyora's mouth until she doesn't make a sound. His eyes are perfect. Why is Sam suddenly so crazy?

“After we do it, where were you last night?” Slowly Sam began to keep his hands away when the woman was successful he controlled. However, his sharp gaze did not escape drawing out Lyora's face until a pale romance appeared there.

“A- me? Yes home.” Said stammered.

“Go back?” Sam asked back. He squeezed out Lyora's body in a tree whose leaves were in the form of large balls.

“Iya I'm home. Where else to go?”

Lyora is increasingly difficult to breathe because the distinctive aroma of adult men is increasingly yawning and piercing the sense of smell. A pair of neutrals suddenly paralyzed when he saw Sam's jakun up and down.

“Oh! Didn't you just sit there and throw my window glass with a piece of paper with stale words at two in the morning? Huh!”

Lyora's eyes were rounded. Really, you know where Sam is from? Didn't he just fall asleep after the bed game? Lyora was deliberately waiting on the porch of Sam's house until the morning, so that the man with the sideburns did not know what he would do there.

“I didn't do anything. What paper do you mean?”

“You want to play with me huh?” Sam squinted his eyes.

“Really darling, I dare swear.” Lyora sprang out of Sam's crush. He returned to his home with the intention of saving himself. But shit, Sam managed to catch him first.

“Jawab my question is stupid!”

“Tolooong...” Lyora screams as loud as possible. Hopefully there will be a housekeeper or gardener who saw his presence in this place.

“Shut up or I'll finish you!” Jerky Sam. And the most unexpected thing the man pulled out a knife that spontaneously made the woman's guts in front of him almost shrink. Though he pulled out the sharp object just to scare Lyora alone.

“Let me Sam. I beg you..” Clear-clear crystal decays to successfully flood Lyora's piper. Her heart was flattered, it seemed better to be honest than to have to die from a lie.

“I'm sorry I've been through you all this time. I did it just because of deep love, I really don't want you to be with Irene.” His hand he poked in front of the chest the sign pleaded. The woman hopes a miracle will open Sam's heart to forgiveness.

“Did you also do this to Irene?” Sam asked full of questions.

“I- yes. But only one time.”

“Arrgh! Crazy!” Sam nodded back. “How about he gets hurt by your fools huh!”

“Why are you defending him? Oh or maybe I guess if you love her all this time is true. Yes?” Lyora tried to hold a piece in her chest, if not because unfortunately maybe Sam's auto parts had been kicked from earlier.

“Original you know! There is no woman I love other than my own ex-lover, Irene.”

“What? Ex-said? So it turns out Irene was-“

“If you still love her then why are you dating me?”

“There is nothing else but just wanting to satisfy lust. Anyway you're still a virgin, I only did it with semi.” Sam said as soon as he did.

Like in a lightning bolt during the day Lyora's heart this time. His throat was almost dry and asked to be watered. Dara was instantly silent, unable to say-the train other than to let out a tear.

Evil sam! The shortsighted! Regardless of being a virgin or not, he should not do that if there is no love. If this is the case, who is sick? It must be the woman who was the victim.

The face of the woman whose eyes hazel sagging Lyora's head. I don't know what kind of grudges I have in my heart. His trembling body was no longer able to hold Sam who this time left him and a pile of acute-level annoyance there.

...***...

Fizhan was breathing rough. Remembering the incident earlier made his chest ache for an instant. Means it is true that the attention and care of Fatimah during this time is a form of affection itself. But it can not be denied that Fizhan did not put his heart on him at all. The man did not mind if the heart of Fatimah turned hateful or even cursed him with an oath of absorption on the face of this earth. For to him only Allah is the Most Just in all, He will manage the affairs of every servant in the best way.

Fizhan repeatedly checked the wall clock. Staying at home alone makes him bored and do not know what to share stories with humans. The man raised his foot on the chair, his hand picked up a glass of ginger tea and then sipped it into the toilet without any waste.

“I will invite Aisyah and Irene to come out today.” An idea popped into his head. Hopefully by traveling with two girls it will make his saturated mind become fresh again.

Fizhan turned his head, staring at his phone lying on the table. Then one by one of the virgins he called through a telephone connection.

“Huuuh.” His breath sounded.

A calm expression began to show when Aisyah and Irene accepted her offer. After all, he had not been out of the city of Medan for a long time, always struggling with daily activities.

Elsewhere, a hazel-eyed woman was mesem-mesem alone in front of a mirror. He sprinkled white powder on his face and put pink lipbalm on his tiny lips.

He could also feel his rhythmic beating of his heart faster. I don't know if a man who successfully stole his attention all this time invites him out together.

“Pa. Irene came out first yes, want to see you.”

“Iya don't go home long-time.”

Irene rushed towards the garage while carrying a paperbag containing a pink veil inside. All this time it is always so, if it is in the middle of the new road he uses the object.

It didn't take long for Irene to finally arrive at a blue-lit building. But how surprised he was not when he saw a pair of people sitting face to face while laughing cheerfully on the porch of the house.

“Ayesha. You're coming too?”

...***...

Seriate

Actually Aisyah was Fizhan anyway?

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