
Excel Luckas stared flatly at the outcome of the gripping incident he had just created. In front of him, the driver of the motorbike he was facing was still bent over the motor matic barely showing any signs of life. While the piggybacking and he pergoki is a veiled woman, already lying next to his car after before, the body had hit the body of the middle car.
Excel Lucas, who is none other than the husband of Azzura, immediately pulled out his phone and then contacted a mobile phone contact named Mas Aidan. It didn't take long for him to get an answer from the phone he was on. “Ilham is near the cemetery .. The situation here is very quiet. I make sure no one knows this, Mas.”
After speaking for a long time, Excel immediately went to drive his car. As fast as lightning he was driving like a dart. Make the inspiration that ventured to make sure, could not find a trace. The inspiration that tried to see the license plate of the black car that left it, could not get it. All he found was Aisyah's body curled up limply with a painful groan.
“Aisyah!” inner Inspiration shouted.
So confused, Ilham did not get a great tremble and could also hear his heartbeat that was so fast and hard. For merely speaking, Inspiration cannot. It had occurred to leave Aisyah, but it turned out that the woman was still able to move rather freely. Aisha asked for help while trying to sit down.
“Mas, please, Mas. Please, hurry, Mom! We have to get out of here quickly, Mas!” please Aisyah.
What Aisyah just said actually makes Ilham suspicious. Why did Aisyah want to leave so quickly from there? Don't want to get to the boarding school soon?
Aisha tried to stand up. While Inspiration is also an ordinary human being and still has a heart, reflexes help.
“We're going to the hospital!” sergeant Ilham.
“No need, Mas!” sure Aisha who prefers to endure the pain of her injuries, rather than her being imprisoned.
Aisyah who gradually lowered her head, used her right hand to flick her veil and then closed her mouth. With reflexes too, Inspiration watches. Making the man find three porous Aisyah teeth and should be the upper middle teeth, in the right palm of the woman when Aisyah took her hand out from behind the veil.
Reflect inspiration says, “Innalilahi, the more sinister you look, Aish!” he who is not pity is afraid. In addition, Ilham also felt ngenes because he had a wife who was getting minus. Not only his behavior, but also his physique.
“It feels so painful!” sad Aisyah stared at the pain of her three teeth.
Sobbing sadly due to the rupture of his three teeth, Aisyah believes will make his appearance more hurriedly*k appearance, the woman asked Ilham to continue the journey.
Ilham kept taking Aisyah to the clinic. Aisyah who was initially busy resisting, took advantage of the opportunity to all hide there.
“Mas, park it inside only. It seems like I'd better stay in. But we don't have to talk to our parents, yes. Fear they worry.” Though Aisyah's intention asked Ilham to park the motorbike in the deep parking lot, so that their escape was not tracked by the police.
Inspiration that has been drowning because of the look of Aisyah can certainly be more hunted*k appearance, yes-yes only directed Aisyah. He left Asiyah in front of the clinic.
Without Inspiration and Aisyah noticing, the car that cut the speed of their motor gradually entered the front page of the clinic. Excel deliberately took off the hat and left only thick sunglasses black color was accidentally dropped next to Aisyah.
Asiyah who was initially busy bending over held back the pain due to her broken teeth, immediately missed seeing the charm of an Excel. The man in a long-sleeved black shirt and part of his elbow disingsing origin until the elbow took out a slop of cigarettes then lit it.
“This really cool guy looks like a mafia movie star!” asiyah's mind was even fixated on observing Excel's appearance. In addition to having mature brown skin, Excel also has a sturdy body as well as muscular.
“Direct here only because I am also here,” said Excel is really calm, but instead make the class Aisyah more klepek-clepek.
Aisha forgot about everything. Not only on the escape that is being done, but also to Inspiration.
“Why are you, anyway?” upset Inspiration because Aisyah just keeps an eye on Excel who is somewhat sitting in the front of the mobi in front of them.
Inspiration to somewhat pull the hand of Aisyah.
Like a fugitive who even entered the cage, the arrest on Aisyah went easily thanks to the cooperation of Aidan with Excel. Aisyah was secured in one of the nursing rooms without being able to put up a fight.
“This I should be sad, or even grateful?” the mind of Inspiration is suddenly confused because he is also secured. “It's my fault what, sir?” his protest was trying to protect himself.
“Mas Ilham kebangetan really. His time he had absolutely no effort to defend me and was even busy looking safe alone!” aisha was in her heart. “This is me sia*l really. Could they still find me even though Ilham's motorcycle has been hidden in the parking lot in!”
Leaving Aisyah who continued to complain in her heart, Excel even made the new Aidan mas greet, confused. Including also with Arimbi which is immediately treated with reverence and called mamah.
“Kok, .. kok mamah, anyway?” lirih mas Aidan was confused.
Excel who heard what was just mas Aidan complained quietly was no less confused. Especially when he looked at the face of the woman next to Mas Aidan carefully. He hurriedly ended his handshake while continuing to apologize as well as bowing in regret.
Mas Aidan even became blushed. Because the reflex behavior of the sister-in-law proves, how similar Arimbi and Arum's mother are really barely distinguishable.
“It's Mbak Arimbi, Cel. Hasn't Azzura told you yet?” said mas Aidan amidst the rest of his smile. He introduced Arimbi and Excel.
Arimbi does not always thank you. Because after all, thanks to the help of Excel, the arrest of Aisyah went very smoothly.
“Yes already, now you go home because your wife must have been waiting,” said mas Aidan who again thanked Excel. So also with Arimbi who did it while smiling gloriously.
The arrest without a fight became the end of the escape of an Ayesha. Mas Aidan immediately drove Arimbi home considering it was early morning.
“Tomorrow to sell?” ask mas Aidan. They were walking down the alley to Arimbi's house on foot.
“InsyaAlloh, Mas.” Arimbi still tends to bow.
“Day tomorrow, the sale is afternoon so you can still rest,” proposed mas Aidan who then looked at Arimbi. Because at the same time Arimbi also looked at him, the fact made their gazes meet.
“Good, Mas!” can Arimbi who immediately make mas Aidan smile with relief.