Pesantren I'M In Love
67. priscil rescue mission

bismillah

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umi's body staggered backwards

azam's face instantly flushed holding back the annoyance, anger, worry.....

"assef...umah, Azam is also wrong to let priscil go without permission" Sarah regretted.

"has that been Sarah ....How many thugs are those thugs???" ask Azam

" about 4 people with 3 stout and one ordinary even impressed young one-headed plontos and their bodies filled with tattoos oh yes ana at a glance see the license plate number of his car looks like it's the capital's vehicle plate." replied sarah remembering to remember

"thank you, Sarah, let's go home A'a must immediately save priscil.." invite Azam to reach out to him.

"do you know who that is." murmured Azam.

arriving at ponpes

it turns out that ustadz Rahman,Abi, and ustadzah nurul already know that priscil is missing

"A'a how???"

" bang bro get ready we will go to Jakarta like we have to meet an old friend.." said Azam staring intently and rushed into the house ,ustadz Rahman nodded although still confused.

"what's the matter, why is umi crying??"tanya abi and Nurul tea

"priscil kidnapped abi.teh.." cried umi as he pleased.

"what is inalillahi,,,

*bismillahilladzi lama yadhurru ma'asmihi syai'un fil Ardhi wa la fis samaaii wahuwas sami'ul alim

"by mentioning the name of Allah with His name something is harmless in the earth and sky and he is all-hearing, all-knowing." abi berdo'a asked for protection*

nurul and Umi tea are the same

"allahuma innii a'uudzubika min zawaali ni'matika watahawwuli'aafiyatika wafaj atiniqmatika wajamii'i sakhotika "

" o Allah, I seek refuge in You from the loss of the favor of the passing away of salvation, from the sudden coming of your torment and from all your wrath....

" be careful A'a ...branch Rahman...."

umi,abi and nurul tea took their leave

"why shouldn't we call the police and call our families???" ask Nurul tea

" abi reckon it seems like Aa knows what to do and it's related to his past we shouldn't be rash

the flashback

" actually abi ,umi and teteh already know Aa's behavior there, but abi and Umi just quietly want to see what attitude Aa will take ,it turns out that God is still listening to do'a abi and umi, Aa's heart was moved to immediately repent and go home.." said abi in the tengaj warm conversation with his wife and children.

" pardon A'a abi umi......Aa regretted "

"forgive ana also abi umi who can not keep trust.."add ustadz Rahman who cried while hugging umi.

the return of Azam and Ustadz Rahman several years ago was greeted with a full atmosphere

flashback off

author pov

in Azam's car, the car was like a heartbreak and his mind was in chaos thinking about his wife somehow

repeatedly ustadz rahman said the phrase istighfar and his hand did not escape from the handle above , occasionally staggered to the right to the left

"do you have to go back to that place again.bang....?" ask a frustrated azam

"what ana must return to the habit of jahiliyah is again bang...."

"do it one more time for priscil 'Aaa...."

"ana sure priscil is fine just fine,,,bang Gio will not touch priscil..yg now we have to do is find priscil...."

somewhere else

I'm now in a 3x3-meter room with two rectangular ventilation windows in the upper corner and a wooden door that's closed in a room that doesn't have any stuff....my body aches achy just don't know how long I've been asleep with the position sitting with hands and feet tied and mouth closed want me to scream and cry as loud as possible

"hubby please khumai by..khumai apologize if this khumai reply for not asking permission hubby, paid cash with God" my heart said I as much as he pleased and cried

in the car that has now entered the city of Jakarta

"khumai sorryin hubby,,, khumai so dragged the same problem hubby "lament Azam heart.

Azam drove his car to Salsabila residence but unfortunately the girl was not there. Azam several times made a call but there was no answer until Azam felt frustrated to find Salsabila where else.

triedg.....

the sound of the phone ringing broke Azam's mind and Ustadz Rahman plastered an unknown number

"hallo assalamualaikum." - replied Azam.

"weits... waalaikumsalam what is now my sister has switched professions to become a teacher teaching" there was a baritone-pitched laughter from the end of the phone.

" bang, Azam please let go of Azam's wife he also has nothing to do with our problem..."

"of course there is my sister, she is a guarantee, if in the next hour salsa is not in front of me then this wife will be his successor..."

the flashback

I heard the sound of footsteps approaching in the direction I am now

tap....

tap....

tap.....

braakkk.....

a well-built and burly man wears a black t-shirt and a jacket and glasses with a misty hair because pomade displays a charismatic impression he is not like a thug in general rather like a classy thug ahhhh the pokonya is like that.....

"already awake apparently, sorry your pick-up is not well yes...."

he reached into his pocket to take his phone and make a call and then load his talk until the call was heard by me it was Azam's voice.....I could only make a muttering sound because my mouth was covered in cloth and masked

" you're good at picking out zam women,,, your woman is so beautiful so young I guess she's still innocent in bed.." My eyes widened to hear her words.

"bangs.... Azam please don't touch priscil bang...."

"Priscil..what is your name sweety,,, beautiful as her face ..." I cried even more so apparently as much as I heard Azam.

" you heard it Azam .. your woman's cry ...do you want to talk to her, speak she listens...."

"khumai..maafin hubby dear hubby promise soon will free khumai .. khumai wait ...."

I cried and nodded my head quickly as if to answer Azam's words even though Azam was not with me

"quite give you an hour to come here and take salsa with you, if you're a minute late I say goodbye to your wife ...."

tutt....

call closed

Azam hit the steering wheel , ustadz Rahman just patted his adopted sister's shoulder he understood very well how he felt at this time since childhood they were together

"patience to zam.. inshaallah God is with Priscil...."

it's been half an hour they've wasted time looking for the whereabouts of Salsabila , Azam was increasingly panicked probably by being forced to save priscil without bringing Salsif he only hoped God's help soon Azam and Ustadz Rahman arrived at a large building far from the surrounded settlement the wide corn garden that closed the view, just up to Azam and Ustadz Rahman was greeted by the attack of some thugs gatekeeper, one of the thugs floated the bogeman but Azam parried it ,he rolled his hands back and kicked his butt until he fell down there was a fight between thugs with Azam and ustadz Rahman 6 on 2 but not a bit injured Azam he resisted all the blows and kicks directed at his stomach and other limbs Azam held back and countered him with a raw bogeman bogeman and a round kick on the abdomen and face all fell helpless when in terms of their posture much bigger ,hearing the noise from outside the other thugs coming out from inside they attacked Azam and ustadz Rahman with an incomparable amount of comparison but still they were invincible maybe only one two blows about them ,against them it was quite draining now Azam and Ustadz Rahman was bathed in Azam's sweat ran in and towards the top floor where he was sure that that that's where I was the azam entering the room one by one looking for existence I arrived at a room that was quite spacious bang Gio was waiting for his arrival in his big chair while smoking his cigarette

" prokkkp....."

"prockk...."

bang Gio's clap echoed in the room

"waawww after a few years you remain invincible zam , still with stunning ability "

"that's enough of the base bang...Where is my wife bang???"

"relax zam why do not we play first ..let's play zam...... didn't you often play with our opponents???"

"it seems like a few years there have made your ears zam deaf, I told you to bring salsa but I don't find salsa with you now.." bang gio said casually and grinned while azam stared intently.

"haa you are with Rahman it turns out, how did Rahman seem you did not turn into a shadow of azam...."

ustadz Rahman just kept quiet and smiled smirk hearing the rambling bang Gio

" have bang stop your babbling I asked and came good good, salsa misunderstanding branch is not with me bang I don't know where she is now ,,,,"

" stop it......!!!" snapped

"don't pretend...does this photo not prove enough that salsa is with you???"

bang gio threw some photos when azam and ustadz Rahman met salsabila at the restaurant some time ago ....

sorry to be late to do the task of the country first readers ..and sorry if the writing is a concern