Alim Stories

ketika seorang wanita bernama citra bertemu dengan seorang polisi bernama satria yang ternyata kelak menjadi imamnya yang berusaha untuk menuntun citra ke jalan kebernaran menuju cinta Allah dari kehidupan citra yang sebelumnya jauh dari ridho ilahi ,dengan penuh suka duka mereka melewati setiap hari yang penuh dengan ancaman dari seorang berbaju hitam yang tak satupun dari mereka berdua mengenalnya apakah satria dan citra dapat membasmi ancaman dari manusia berjubah tersebut? Bagaimana bisa seorang citra tiba2 bertemu satria yang tak lain adalah teman dari firman kakaknya.

\\\\This is just a sample of the story. The complete story is published on GOODNOVEL APP.\\\\\ . . . He pulled me inside my office, slammed the door shut and came up to me. I stepped back. He tugged me harshly towards his chest. Before I could think how he knew about my office he smashed his lips to mine. He was devouring my lips like it's his last meal. For a second I was also drowning in the sea of pleasure I was receiving. Then I returned to my senses and pushed him, like tried to push him but he didn't budge. Now he was nuzzling my neck. "A-alim." "SHUT UP, just shut up." I looked into his eyes and it was the first time in my life that I feared him. They were red like the eyes of a pureblood vampire. He looked like he was ready to kill anyone in his wild fury no and he would enjoy it. That anyone was most likely my fiance. He put his forehead over mine. His breath was fanning my face. "I don't want to have that so-called relationship with you, "I said with determination. "Ah, that." He put his hand on his chin like he was thinking hard. "That you will have," he said quite calmly and kissed my forehead.