"AISHA!" I called Aisha while ran after her."Aisha!" called me again.Aisha suddenly stopped in front of the musala without turning her head to face me."I'm sorry," I said, "if you hear something you don't like."Aisha did not say anything. From the look on her face, I could tell she was holding back anger. In fact, her hands were clasped back as if they were hiding something from me. But that was Aisha, as far as I knew her. She never grumbled like Julia before her attitude changed."I just took her home, then I left," I explained.I know Aisha was not stupid. There must have been a lot of questions in her mind. She needed a logical explanation from the available premises. But, if I told the truth, who am I? But if I did not explain it, she will stay away from me. I have not had time to explain further, then Aisha had cut me off."I just want to pray!" said Aisha.Aisha had just left me, suddenly, another young woman appeare

Coinciding with Kacey's grunt, a middle-aged woman came out of the main door of the house. She just wore a simple orange negligee with a floral print. Knowing there was a guest, the middle-aged woman smiled friendly greetings."Your mother, huh?" whispered Kacey to me, which followed with a nod."Invited her to come in, Lang!" my mother said, then followed by talking Javanese.Kacey then greeted my mother, then followed me into the living room. Meanwhile, my own mother was back at the shop. Kacey then asked what my mother said to her. I answered Kacey that actually, my mother said that she was a beautiful girl.Shortly, Jenny came out to bring Kacey a banquet. I glanced at Kacey, who seemed to be holding back a sense of surprise. There was her friend herself carrying a tray that stood a glass of ice syrup that looked fresh.Perhaps, Kacey had never been served by the host or those closest to her. She was more accustomed to being served by waiters.

As I thought, the information from Sandra and Amelia through Vincent was apparently connected. There was no mistake.  Aisyah's younger brother, who was said to have just come from Egypt, was the same young man arrested along with Hendryx and his friends. However, was it true that Zidan Al Rasheed's secretly being freed? I was sure something like this will go unanswered in a press conference.I stood thinking alone while Big K, Cole, and Santos discussed something I could not hear from where I was standing. From the window of this visiting room, I could see Kacey and Reyna talking intimately. I also did not know what the two women were talking about."Hendryx," I called out to him.The four other men who were in the living room compactly turned their heads towards me. Immediately I expressed my curiosity."Have you ever thought that you were being framed?" I asked seriously."What are you talking about?" quipped Cole."Wait," Big K inter

AISHA gave me a sharp look when she said that. As if she was about to convey a message, imitate the boy, Lang. Even if he did a bad thing, he had a noble reason behind it. That way, she could understand why something must happen and support it.After all, why was Aisha the one who talks? But I would follow her intended."That boy seems special to you?" I asked."Yes," replied Aisha, "he is.""Sorry," added Aisha, still wiping her cheek.It was just like before.Aisha admitted that she likes other men. And it makes me uncomfortable. But for the sake of apologizing, I would follow her will."Then, where is that boy now?" I asked."Lost," replied Aisha, still looking at me."I don't understand," I confused.After taking a deep breath, Aisha continued. After graduating from elementary school, the Al Rasheed family moved her to school in an Islamic boarding school in Jacobsburg, a small town south of Surabaya. Since th

I stepped on the gas lever deeper so that the car I was driving would go faster on the streets of Surabaya. I was afraid something happened in Saltyville. The thing was, before this, Zoey had predicted that there would be a mass movement attacking the prostitution complex.She said it was not without reason. According to her, when she became a prostitute in Newton, there was an attack by community organizations. I thought it was the same human tragedy that was debated in In-Depth with Aaliyah some time ago. Three people died in the attack.Therefore, I did not think the congregation rally from the Great Certajava Street was just a rally.My car sped up to overtake every vehicle in front of me. I just stopped at the traffic light. The glittering city lights seemed like flashes in my eyes.Arriving at the Saltycoast Sub-district, the street atmosphere was quieter than in the center of the city. The road also narrowed, except on the north coastline. Yes, the