Love Hafisa

Love Hafisa
Chapter 18


"Good Boss!" said the Bodyguard Hasan.


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The next morning, Yanah told Hafisa to shop at the market. Destian offers to escort Hafisa.


"Father, are you going to the market?" ask Ms. Ratna.


"I told Hafisa Ma'am, is it okay?" ask Yanah.


"Hafsa? okay, but sure he can?" ask Ms. Ratna.


"Yakin Ma'am. Let him get used to the road to Jakarta. You see, Hafisa said the same I want to know Jakarta." Yanah.


"okay!" said Mrs Ratna.


"Well, Destian went to college!" destian.


"Hm... Destian, all of you with Hafisa well! he's going to the market, afraid he's straying." Miss Ratna smiled.


"Yes can. Where's hafisa?" ask Destian.


"Maybe it's still in his room." Said Mrs Ratna.


"Well, hafisa." Yanah.


"Morning, Ma'am, Mas Destian, Yanah." Sapaku while smiling.


"Hafisa, are you sure you want to go to the market?" ask Ms. Ratna.


"Yakin Ma'am. Let me know Jakarta, let me know the way too. Yesterday Yanah told me." My speech.


"In the middle of Destian well! he's going to college." Said Mrs Ratna.


"Come on Hafisa!" invite Destian.


"No trouble to the Destian?" my many.


"Not at all! come on!" invite Destian.


"Well, Destian's leaving well!" destian.


"Be careful, don't speed!" ask Mrs Ratna.


Finally, Hafisa left with Destian until the market. Hafisa thanks and wants to unlock the car but can't. Destian smiled and immediately opened the car door.


"Udah up, that's the market! you be careful dad!" destian.


"Thank you, I've taken you! excuse me!" I said it was hard to open the car door.


"Why? can't open?" tanya Destian smiled.


"Where the hell is Mas? understandably villagers, never ride a fancy car." I'm ashamed.


"It opens like this!" destian smiled as he opened the car door.


"Thank you, Mom!" I said straight out of Destian's car.


"Be careful! if there's any news of me!" request Destian.


"Yes!" my spoken.


"Want me to go back again? i wait!" words and offers Destian.


"No need to! Go to college, it's too late!" my spoken.


"okay!" destian said while reflecting in the rearview.


DESTIAN FLESTINO



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I immediately shop according to the note that Yanah loves. While I was shopping, I saw someone following me from behind.


"Boy it's Hafisa! same photo as her!" bodyguard Hasan.


"Certainly lo! come along!" bodyguard Hasan.


O Allah, why does that man follow me. What copet? O God, I ask for your protection, O God.


"Hafisa wait!" call Hasan's Bodyguard.


"Hafisa, you better come with us! Because Boss Hasan is looking for you Hafisa!" bodyguard Hasan.


"Say the same boss! my Abah debt has paid off, so don't chase me again! GO AWAYL! IF I DON'T YELL POORLY!" I said run straight away. The bodyguard chased me straight away, I stepped wrongly. I ran to a lonely place, when I asked for help no one helped.


"Please! rob it!" I said while running. Fortunately Iqbal went down that road. Iqbal saw me fall and be chased by a big man. My feet are hurt and bleeding.


That who? like Hafisa? Jesus Hafisa! Hafish! I have to help him.


"Please don't take me! I don't want to! hiks-hiks-hiks.." I begged while holding my injured leg. I forgot to bring Yanah's phone, miss it.


"Come on! pity we scolded our Boss! you get him in the car!" bodyguard Hasan. When I rebelled, Iqbal immediately kicked the Bodyguards.


Brakes-brak


"Lo who? don't interfere in my business!" bodyguard.


"What do you want with Hafisa? never touch that woman!" snapped Iqbal. Iqbal and the Bodyguards quarreled, until Bodyguard Hasan gave up and ran away.


"Hafsa! you okay?" ask Iqbal.


"That's okay, thank you for helping me!" my spoken.


"Where are you going? why did you go alone? here the danger of Hafisa! I'm treating your wounds Dad! you can get in my car!" Iqbal.


"The whole story." My speech.


"We can talk in the car while taking your wounds! you want yah!" Iqbal.


"I promise! won't force you to come back to my house!" request Iqbal.


"Yes, it's." My speech.


Finally, Iqbal took the P3K in the car. Iqbal and I just sat in the garden chatting and treating the wound on my leg.


"Mas, you better sit there! I don't want to be in the car." My beloved.


"Why? I don't want you!" Iqbal.


"It's not Mas, if you're in the car what people think, I don't want to!" my request.


"OK-okay! come sit there!" bring Iqbal.


"Here's your foot!" ask Iqbal and I to put my foot in.


"Thank you, Mom. If there's no Mas Iqbal, maybe I was taken with the same person!" my spoken.


"Why don't you ask between the others, why not to the market Destian assistant. Destian how the hell!" Iqbal was upset.


"Mas Iqbal is not wrong. He sent me, and he offered to wait. But I don't want to, afraid he's late for college." My speech.


"You shouldn't be shopping. Could be Destian's maid, you're new in Jakarta. How are you going to stray?" Iqbal was upset.


"I want them, not them. Because I want to know Jakarta, let me know the way. Actually, the Bodyguard knows me. He's the Bodyguard of Renternir's men in the village. His son likes me, now he's in Jakarta because he wants to find me!" my spoken.


"Astaghfirullah, yes you will come home with me! I'll drive you to Destian's house. I'll say the same Destian of this incident!" Iqbal.


"Thank you, Mom! mas Iqbal's head is also bleeding, I'm doing medicine too!" my request was to treat Iqbal.


"This injury is not how painful Hafisa is! losing you is very painful. I want to be honest with you, if I love you, since you came to my house. Because of the prestige and shame, I regret not expressing love to you!" said Iqbal holding my hand.


"It's wrong to love me! I'm just a maid. I'm just a country boy, who doesn't deserve to love!" my spoken.


"Hafsa! in your mouth you can lie. But your heart can never lie. You love me too, right? I can read it from your eyes!" Iqbal.


"Mas! I want to go home, afraid that Ms. Ratna is asking for bad groceries. Don't talk about love!" my request.


"Hafsa! hiks-hiks-hiks.. I want you to say yes love me! I want to hear from your lips!" request Iqbal.


"If Mas is still talking about love, I go home and take the public transportation!" I said I stepped out of Iqbal. But Iqbal pulled my hand and hugged me while crying.


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