The Whore That Gus Azam's Wife
Incident

Azam arrived at the hotel at seven o'clock in the evening, due to a minor incident in which the car tyre that picked him up leaked, he and the driver had to pull over to replace the tyre first. Not to mention the streets are jammed, understand the city he visited is a tourist city, no wonder if in the evening this week, the state of the road is crowded.

Azam's sister and secretary, Zaidan will come tomorrow morning after him. So, tonight Azam has a longer time to rest.

“I'll see some e-mails first” Gumam Azam while opening his laptop.

Honestly, he was hungry. He missed lunch and dinner. Because the driver who did not pray, he had lunch when Azam performed the service. So, after the dzuhur prayer, Azam immediately continued the journey, not wanting the driver to wait too long.

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Azam's phone rang, indicating someone was calling him.

When seen, it turns out his business partner who called, immediately Azam raised the call of course.

“Assalamu’alaikum warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh” Sapa Azam.

“Oh hi dude” Answer someone across there.

Azam only smiled when he heard his greeting from across the street.

“What's up, Mr Erlangga?” Ask Azam.

“I heard you've been in xxx city tonight, have you reached the hotel?” Ask someone called Azam named Erlangga earlier.

“Alhamdulillah, I just got to” Azam replied, politely.

“How about we go out for a minute? Have you had dinner? I have the best restaurant recommendations around here, I also want to discuss some business related things that I want to offer you” Sahut Erlangga.

He is good at a number of things, including business. Unfortunately, some of the business offered by Erlangga is not in accordance with the wishes of Azam's heart.

“It just so happens that I have not had dinner yet, Erlangga” replied Azam.

“I pick up, you check in at which hotel?” Ask Erlangga.

“Di hotel xxx”

“You wait in the lobby, maybe another 5 minutes I have arrived, coincidentally the distance of my house with the hotel is not so far away. I'll hang up the phone” Pamit Erlangga.

“Wassalamu’alaikum warrrahmatullahi wabarakatuh” Ucap Azam.

Tut

And again he did not get an answer to his greeting.

Azam hurried to pick up his jacket, as he closed the door, the man heard a scream from beside his room.

“LET ME GO!!!”

“YAK! BAJIN*N. SICK”

Azam would not care, it was their business, he would not interfere.

“TOLONG”

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The sound of the door buzzing was becoming clearer and more intense.

Inevitably, Azam returned to his room, calling the hotel to see the commotion that occurred next to his room.

“Assalamu’alaikum”

Ah, whether it has become a habit or what, it is indeed a greeting that Azam always uttered when he first greeted someone.

“Iya, good night. Can we help you?”

“Good, we will follow up your report soon. Sorry for the inconvenience”

“Wassalamu;alaikum warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh” Gumam Izam, although he knows it will not be answered by his interlocutor.

Azam came back out, maybe Erlangga was waiting for him in the lobby.

“AKH NO!”

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All right, that shout still sounded even rougher than the one before. Azam could not bear it, he finally knocked on the door.

Tok

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There's no answer.

“You're outside, please help me”

“Shut up! No one will help you tonight” A man's heart.

There was a pair of women and men inside, so Azam thought.

“AKH, No!”

Chests

The voice sounded loud to the outside of the room. Immediately Azam tried to break down the door in front of him. No matter what was inside, because she was convinced that the woman was being subjected to violence.

BRACKET

BRACKET

Nil, the door is unlikely to be open, considering the technology used is quite sophisticated.

“If you don’t open this door, I’ll make sure, you’ll be traced all the way to the police station” Azam said, the threat sounded so loud.

Either because it was Sunday night or what, so the surroundings looked very quiet, there were no passing people.

Chests

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Only the sound of sobs remained and the sound of things being whipped, the woman no longer sounded rebellious like that.

Before long, there were several men in uniform who turned out to be hotel officials, he came while carrying a spare key from the room.

“Alhamdulillah, quickly open!” Sahut Azam's.

After the door was successfully opened, a woman was lying dead with some bruised marks on her body, sobbing crying on the floor near the bed.

“Astaghfirullah, don't let anyone see it. Just take care of this man” said Azam, looking at the man who was also still long*ng while holding the belt.

The bule man looked a little surprised as his hands were snatched by the hotel employee but, also, his gaze was so haughty, even as if he had no shame.

Azam immediately took off his jacket and covered the woman's body, walking towards the bed without even looking.

He picked up the hotel blanket and gave it to the woman, “Wear it and call anyone who can help you. I'll have the hotel take care of you”

“Thank” Mumbled.

“I go, Assalamu’alaikum” Pamit Azam. He did not want to see (again) how the woman he helped.