Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf

Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
24. Threats


“It's a lot of witnesses here, loh.  Everyone saw you graze me. If I wanted to, we finished this at the police station.”


Akhmar's face looked tired as soon as Aiza mentioned the sentence.


Seeing Akhmar's instantly desperate expression, Aiza felt victorious.  That means the threat worked.  Somehow Aiza felt curious about the man who stood before her. Despite the urgency of the casing, but the curiosity was undeniable. 


“OK, I'm sorry,” said AKhmar while thrusting his hand to shake hands.


“Not so easy.”


Akhmar.


“That mistake must have consequences,” added Aiza.


“So I have to how?”


“You know the letter Al Balad?” ask Aiza.


Again Akhmar frowned.  “Why with the letter?  I have never read the Quran, so do not ask about the verses of the Quran.”


Aiza let out a breath.  Though he had wanted to mention the contents of the letter, in which there was a tausiah about the message to be patient and compassionate, while what Akhmar did was contrary.  but hearing Akhmar who claimed to have never read the Quran, Aiza instead got an idea that suddenly appeared in his head.  


“In three days' time, you deposit Al Balad's memorization to me. then our business is done,” said Aiza.


Akhmar.  “Not connecting!  Why the business of grazing like this run to memorization?”


Aiza turned her eyes.  “Yes already, if you don't want to, we meet at the police station.  Well, there's a cctv that shows that you grazed me earlier.”  Aiza pointed a cctv camera over the hospital terrace.


Akhmar followed Aiza's line of sight, the man's breath sounding quite loud.  It was like she was defeated by the threat of women.  It is different when threatened by men.  The woman's tongue is sharp.  But then Akhmar shook his head.


“Sorry.  I can't,” said Akhmar then riding his bike.  He started the engine and pulled the gas after stepping on the motor gear.


“Do not be surprised if you get a love letter from the police!” the exclamation of Aiza made Akhmar slowly lower the pull of the gas.


Akhmar's motor looks sluggish.  The man stops the motor and drives it.


Aiza gave a smile looking at Akhmar who came down the bike and walked over to him.


“Ten days,” says Akhmar.


“Ten days for what?”


“I nego her day.  You offered me to memorize the letter in three days right?”


“Not be ten days.  Kelama.”


“One week.”  Akhmar.


Aiza nodded her sign approvingly. Deal.


Akhmar took a rough breath realizing he was being bullied by a woman. Why is he so weak in front of aiza? Why can't he fight that girl? Shouldn't he just leave that girl without serving that ridiculous threat? Strange, he complies.


“What did the accident have to do with rote?” tanya Akhmar growled.


Aiza wanted to convey the meaning of her heart that wanted Akhmar to know the verses of Allah in his own way.  I don't know what caused Aiza to hope that Akhmar would come closer through his introduction to the verse of Allah.  But clearly that's what he did. The contents of his head said so. How quaint.


“There are times when a person punishes a guilty person not with a lash, but with a prophet recited a thousand times.  I think it's better. And this is how I do it!” said Aiza.


Akhmar recalled the punishment he had received from his father. It seems Aiza is as thoughtful as Adam.  


"Then where can we meet again for me to save the reading?" asked Akhmar lazily.  Imagine a series of hijaiyah letters, he already wants to vomit, how will he be able to do it? But yes, he followed the will of the bad girl in front of him.


"Aiza Hulya's. Photo of jasmine flowers. That's instagramu. You can check my email address there. I'll tell you my home address" replied Aiza.


Akhmar frowned in wonder. After that he was assigned to memorize the letter, now told to search the instagram account. Oh gosh. Akhmar has no Instagram. He was never active in the virtual world. He prefers reality. But Akhmar's tongue was confused to refute Aiza's words. He was silent, just silent, unwilling to argue.


Akhmar then walked away. Riding the bike and leaving Aiza.


A sweet smile was imprinted on Aiza's pretty face.


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