I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 64

Esther's tears have spread in the fertilizer, when considering the incident where she was treated with mineral water that turned out to be drugged in it. Bad memories of that time regrouped this time, his chest felt like it wanted to explode by Alan's abomination and cunning.

Repeatedly gulping in tears, Esther's hand brushed her already flooded face with a swirl of saltwater. Exorbitant! After taking a deep breath to replenish his lungs, Esther grabbed both of Alan's shoulders and then gripped him firmly.

“I can't forgive you yet, but I allow you to take responsibility for me,” said Esther in the end.

His heart suddenly slipped from the spot. His heart was now overwhelmed by the acute level of annoyance with a man who was looking at him in a smile.

“I promise. Thank you,” Alan tried to stay sweet so that Esther no longer vent her tantrums. On the other hand, it was curious that he pranced himself while swinging his arms into the free air for his success in winning Esther's heart back. How not? Soon the mission that Sam charged him with will succeed.

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A blond girl stroked her chest, soaring herself. If only he had not done such foolish terror, his beloved would not have done so. Lyora is confused as to whether her relationship is really broken, or indeed Samuel who will only be angry for a few moments. He also had to save a lot of pain for the truth he had just received. Sam is Irene's ex-lover, and to this day the black-floated man still truly loves his former headers. Although in this city there are still many men who are far more perfect than Sam, but the heart is actually unable to lie. Samuel remained the most beautiful, and as long as it always will be.

“Do I have to meet with Irene to tell you everything huh?” tormented inner birth is certain. But the most important thing right now is to grab Sam's attention again so that their love can be reunited. One of the reasons why he is this assertive is because of the bed games that have become the culture between the two. His sacred treasure had not been taken away, but it was the same. They both know the inside.

With the help of Delia who is Irene's schoolmate, Lyora can quickly obtain the hazel-eyed woman's phone number. No anger this time. Lyora is also not rash, because softness will win if accompanied by softness as well.

“Halo,” the typical soft voice of teenage girls is heard from across there.

“I'm Lyora Samuel's lover. Can we meet now? Oh well, now share with me where is your home location,”

Irene did not have time to answer, her cellphone connection has been severed unilaterally. He frowned, then immediately did what Lyora had just asked. Who knows if something is important, he thought.

Twenty-five minutes passed, Irene who was still constantly overwhelmed with pain continued to sip her warm tea on the porch. Antonius has fallen asleep far, usually the man who became a companion at night.

Brrm brrrm.

A four-wheeled vehicle appeared from the front. Irene stood up, watching which figure wanted to visit her house these blind nights.

“Hai Irene, I'm Lyora. Sorry for interrupting your sleep,” The blonde girl floated a sweet smile. But on the other hand, it was very curious that he grabbed the hair of a woman who had managed to make her relationship with the lover run aground.

“What's up?” Irene interrupted quickly.

“My love Samuel still loves you so much as his ex-girlfriend. Ah, I've even repeatedly had illicit relations with my man. I beg you, please give him back to me completely Re,”

Restore word? For God's sake, Irene's frustration began to ignite. In recent months, the strong man never appeared in front of him. How could he ever get back into a relationship?

“Sorry, I don't understand what you mean,” If it wasn't for appreciating Lyora who had defended coming up these nights, Irene wouldn't have possibly continued their chat.

“Oh alright. So look, I always try to keep you both away. But it seems my lover Sam doesn't like that. He was angry, and mentioned your name in front of me, ” Lyora is impossible to tell about the news. It could be thick if his face until the cheap way was known by Irene.

“Then I have to how?”

“I beg. Please tell Sam that you don't love him at all, and let us live happily,”

“First, I have never loved your lover that the slightest item. Second, I don't really want to help you either. But since I don't want Sam to bother me later, then I will. But remember! It's for my own sake, not for a woman I don't know at all,” Irene replied in the end. It feels free to argue with Lyora. Can be long business.

“As far as you are. I'm waiting for the news of Sam's return to me, excuse me,” Lyora sighed in relief. His legs he moved back to the car. There, Irene looked at him while mesem-meshing wryly. No matter what was lodged inside the hazel girl's head, the important thing was that Sam could return.

...***...

Bugh!

The big box he dropped right in front of the door of Fizhan's house.

The owner of the building who gasped at the sound of the bull, immediately pulled the door knock and found a woman in a dark twisted hood was being gasped to look at him deeply.

“Irene? Why so fast? That's what?” A series of questions were thrown from her red lips without any dye.

While Irene, the girl continued to stare at Fizhan without a blink. The man became clumsy, he waved his palm right in front of Irene's face.

“I give up,” that beautiful hijab frames ayu face that begins to be shed by tears. Irene couldn't stand it. This was the last day for him to see the figure of a heart patch.

“Hey, why are you crying?”

In front of there, it looks like vehicles passing through the streets. Fizhan took a step and directly coded for Irene to follow immediately.

The birds were whispering in the trees. The two men had landed their buttocks on the gazebo where they used to study.

“Tell me what's really going on,” Fizhan's voice breaks Irene's daydream.

The girl got up from her seat then immediately wiped away the tears that almost filled the cheek area. Accompanied by the black color swirling at the horizon, Irene took a breath to start the conversation.

“Which hand brought me to this damn story. I love you as deeply as I love the man who raised me all this time. You managed to grab my attention through that row of hijaiyah letters. You also managed to drop my heart to fall to the bottom of the abyss,” Irene's speech immediately made Fizhan gasp and immediately understood what he meant.

“You love me?” ask without shame. Wow once. But it is true that way.

“Iya! I love you, even very much. But dear thousand dear, I was fooled by the coolness of your countenance. I was fooled by the sweetness of your attitude. I hate! I'm jealous! You always forbid me to be close to you for reasons not mahram. What was that yesterday? You always go alone with Aisyah, you look at her cheeks while in the hospital, even you took a picture with her on the beach yesterday. I hurt Zhan, I'm hurt! Have you never felt that all this time my heart has fallen for you?” Now it's even crazier. Irene pointed at the face of Fizhan who was still always staring at his face from the bottom.

Bizarrely. The man even messes himself while opening his eyes.

“So you've been jealous of my own little sister huh?”

“What! Your biological sister?”

...***...

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