I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 70
Sam pulled his gas motor until it ran aground. Dead in the middle of the road he no longer thinks. Lyoras. Only that one name made his heart beat triple. If you've met later, Sam will not hesitate to make him skewer.
Elsewhere, Irene who had fulfilled her promise just typed in a few letters for Lyora to read and immediately she blocked the blonde woman's contact. Since it would be worse if Lyora continued to disturb him, Irene also did not want to get stuck into their child's play.
Sam snorted in annoyance, banging on the main door of the lover's house impingement that had not yet been opened. In the distance, a security guard who already knew who Samuel was could only pay attention to his goals. There was no right nor did he ask why the thick-mined man was blindly.
Chequek.
“Sam? Why not just pull the bell, baby? I didn't even hear this door knock, ” Lyora's exit made Samuel's blood ripple even more. Both of his hands were clenched. The girl who had just been happy after reading the row of words from Irene had suddenly linked a pair of eyebrows. He thinks Sam's here to apologize, but it looks like there's going to be a new problem.
“Follow me out now!” the man with the towering posture thoughtlessly instantly pulled Lyora's arm roughly. Teenage girls who plan to give food to the housekeeper had to undo his intentions first. Trying to dampen his lover's anger through good means.
“Hey, answer first. Why are you?” her beautiful fingers grabbed Samuel's dangled hair child and slipped it behind her ears.
“Cih! Don't hold-hold!” Lyora jerks. Samuel fended his hands violently until they fell to the bottom.
Something's not right. Lyora scanned her gaze towards the security guard who had extended her neck from a distance. His hand waved, code for the skinny man to receive a package that was impaled in his hand. After that, they went out at Sam's request.
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A girl is leaning on the head of the airland when a pair of neutrals begin to feel itchy due to long views of the book. It had been three hours more he struggled with the object he almost threw away yesterday. Now it's time to go to the toilet to refresh his already tight face through water washing.
Inside there Irene scratched her rough eyes. Although his back felt like dislodging mostly sitting, but he felt an inner satisfaction after digesting all the beautiful sentences that came from his reading earlier.
After the ritual was over, the girl came out of the small room to continue the material she had stopped. Damn, how surprised he was when he saw Antonius the papa had been blown away while flipping sheet by sheet of the book. His heart suddenly jumped, even his lungs also seemed to no longer function.
Test test test.
A thread of sweat started poking out from the temple.
“Papa.” Irene stepped forward. Little by little, but in the end his body was right in front of Antony. The man put on a dinging look, glancing through the eyes of Irene's face which began to show a white color. Pallid.
“Did Papa ever teach you to quit religion?”
It was a sentence that made his body tremble violently. Stupid irene! So stupid! Maybe he left the door open with a book position that is also not clenched on the bed.
“Papa since when was it here? Why don't you excuse me if you want to enter?” Irene tried to twist the problem. However, that does not mean Antonius will be fooled by it all.
“Jawab inquiry Papa!” his voice is much louder now. Irene was shocked. His pair of hands clenched tightly, as if there was glue connecting the five-coloured objects to each other.
“E-em it,” Irene thinks as hard as possible. “punya Fatimah. Irene thought I don't know what book she put earlier for her friend” he continued while trying as calmly as possible, then smiled.
Antonius silence. There were a few moments between them. I don't know which God he's calling in his heart right now. May there be a miracle from the sky.
“Don't try your asses!”
Bugh!
Irene was sitting limp on the floor. His knee pair is no longer able to support a body that is not heavy. What if the father starts to suspect himself? Irene was confused to mean Antonius' departure. The man did believe it, or would there be anything else he did out there to uncover the secret?
“Aduuuh,” suddenly Irene's head throbbed. Never had he been faced with such a precarious situation other than being afraid of being discovered for what the eighteen-year-old girl had been up to all this time.
Five minutes he was silent without a sound, nor did he want to complain to Antonius. After Irene was closed, her eyes were even very difficult to persuade her to open again.
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“Wait for what else? Go home!” Lyora was forcibly pulled by the man she deeply loved. The grip was so strong, that it made his wrist purplish red.
It was noon after the two got off the train seat. The man with the level body immediately poked Lyora with a bejibun question. At first the girl gave up, until the fourth question, she could no longer answer.
“I want you to stay away, because I don't want to lose you,”
A sentence that until this moment rang in Sam's mind. It was only fitting that Irene suddenly came to him, it turned out that there was an attached grandmother who had told her to do just that.
Sam's wrong. She guessed that during her absence, Irene would miss.
Base camp which is only inhabited by Sam and Lyora is the right place for them to solve everything. More precisely, forcibly completing the relationship. The girl sobbed, from day to night she stayed reluctant to move.
“Are you deaf, huh? It's been five hours that I kicked you out but you're not going.” Sam began to be careless, eager to grab Lyora's blonde hair to bald.
“Then do you think that woman will love you after I leave? Nah! Only I love you sincerely,” Lyora rebelled, trying to untangle Sam's firm grip from her wrist.
But it seems that these words make the man with a lush coat more emotionally ignited. The next second he dragged Lyora forcibly, kicking her to a bone in the door.
“Awas you!” Sam attempts to close the rectangular object that Lyora continues to pull from the front.
If this location is crowded with residents, surely both of them have become a spectacle of citizens. There may even be some people who deliberately capture the moment through a cellphone camera. Luckily, Sam and his friends deliberately rented a quiet location for residents. Whatever they do, no one knows.
Lyora is getting sobbing.
It may be true that love is blind. I cannot see what is good and what is bad. The girl is really stuck in the game Sam, as well as the man who almost perished in the hands of a girl who until this moment never loved her.
Everyone knows that men are stronger than women. So Samuel shut the door, and let the girl grimace out there. No matter, he even put up earphones and played music so as not to hear anymore annoying cries.
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