Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
72. The Umpatan and the Oath of Absorbency

"If you're so sure, I'm always going to look the same way." Aiza looked ahead, imagining her umi face. "Umi is an amazing woman. Hard and strong. Umi is like a rock that does not collapse even though the waves are very strong. Being pregnant, giving birth, breastfeeding, raising me, still takes care of me today. I love to respect me so much. Because I'm the one who's considered a dissident at home. Anyway uncountable and will not be reciprocated the services of a mother by her child."

Akhmar heard Aiza's words. Those words made her aware of the great service of a mother who would not be reciprocated with anything. What about Adam, Akhmar's father? He became a father and mother to Akhmar. Although the milk swallowed by Akhmar as a baby is not from his mother, but the difficulty Adan woke up in the middle of the night to make milk, put him to sleep and take care of it every day is not easy. There was something painful slipping into Akhmar's chest.

 The man took a cigarette out of his pants pocket, then lit it with fire.

"You smoking?"

Akhmar stopped his movement to light a fire. He nodded.

"I don't want to smell cigarette smoke. If you want to smoke don't fit me. That's your right anyway. Do not disturb the comfort of others!" aiza's firm is full of warnings.

Akhmar stared at the cigarette stuck in his finger. "Is it because secondhand smoke is more harmful than active smokers?" ask Akhmar.

"One of them. Consider one of the benefits of smoking for good."

akhmar thought and smiled faintly. "It can calm down."

"Think is much calmer."

Matt checkmate. Akhmar's answer was wrong. 

"There is not a single benefit of smoking, all about the ugliness. If I had talked a lot about smoking, a smoker would not care because it would not change the thought of the smoker. His name is also dope." Aiza put her shoulders.

Akhmar threw away the cigarette which he had stirred with fire. In an instant, the cigarette died.

"Eh, since then there's a car through the tablets. How are we being invented? Just keep talking." Aiza looked towards the road. 

The rain has begun to subside, just a speck.

Akhmar even realized that the rain was starting to subside. He stood up when from a distance a searchlight of a car headed towards him.

"That's a car," pointed Aiza down and put on her shoes.

"It's like a private car. Where they might want to take us. Thought we were robbers or bad guys who wanted mode," Akhmar replied as he watched the approaching car. It is not so clear what type of car because of glare, which appears only the sparkle of the lights.

Following Aiza who also headed to the side of the road, stood beside Akhmar.

Strange, without being dismissed, the car stopped itself right in front of them. And Aiza only realized that she recognized the car when she stared at the color of the car and the license plate. Her heart is unhinged.

Ishmael's face poked out as the window glass was lowered. The look on the middle-aged man's face looked wrathfully at Akhmar. Next to her, a young lady sat sweetly wearing a light blue hijab.

Oh, my God, that's his car. Aiza gasps.

Ishmael got down from the car, staring at Aiza and Akhmar's faces one by one. And he stopped in Akhmar's face.

"Briad! The insolent man! What are you doing with my daughter these nights? You ran my daughter up here? Oh my God, far away you took my son away!" hardik Ismail while pointing his index finger at Akhmar's face, his emotions broke.

Akhmar said nothing. Silence does not mean being afraid, but it will take a lot of time to explain. And he chose to be quiet.

"Briad*b!" Ishmael landed a blow on Akhmar's face.

Damnit damnit! Old bangka is still raging. Not afraid of stroke? Akhmar growled inwardly.

Aiza screamed watching that. He also did not want to take any action, because he realized that what his brother witnessed at that time did not look appropriate. Naturally his brother was angry. Explaining the real problem now is of no use.

“Yes Allah..” Aiza bites the lower lip looking at the bloody corner of Akhmar's lips.

"Aiza, comein!" Ishmael pointed at his car.

Aiza didn't want to talk much that uung-ut end up just making a fuss.  Silence is more appropriate now.  Aiza's eyes were fixed on Akhmar's eyes as she stepped in, they exchanged glances.

Akhmar just kept silent watching Aiza get into the car.

"Because of you being with my daughter again, you'll know the consequences. I'm gonna throw you in jail. Or send you to hell. Let's mampus! The delinquent boy doesn't know himself!" maki Ismail then got into the car.

How many swearing and swearing scattered in Akhmar's mind to avenge the old man, but all he swallowed in his heart. He could only watch as the red car passed away carrying Aiza.

Seriate