Akhsan And Ikhsann

Akhsan And Ikhsann
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Bryan and Younes' anger exploded when they found their company completely on the verge of collapse. For years they struggled to make the company big and also stood firm like any other company, but now? everything was destroyed in an instant.


Both eyes were reddened, his hands clenched perfectly. Bryan who could not stand the morning with his anger was forced to throw a fist against the wall until his four fingers were injured and bleed.


" Akhsan and Ikhsan must be destroyed! they must pay for this destruction with more. Just wait what I can do! when vengeance begins, I will make sure you regret it, even you will beg to die! "


" Don't just bullshit you raised, Bryan! look at all this! none of this would have happened if you didn't have a big mouth that could only take out your swearing. Just try you can work faster they must have been destroyed! and we won't experience anything this sad! " reject Younes with great anger.


" Quiet!! never dare to blame me! in fact, what can you do, huh!! you can't do anything! in addition to just setting up "snaps Bryan annoyed.


" try now you act! I want to see what you can do other than just rule! " bryan.


Younes got up with his angry face, went out of the room. "well, look! what I'll be able to do. Look carefully and I make sure I can't just bullshit like you!! " younes said as he stepped up quickly.


" Aghhh!! "


Bugh... Buhg.... Bugh....


Many times Bryan again threw his punch to the wall earlier, which would have further aggravated the condition of his four fingers.


" Wait for your destruction! do not think you can breathe a sigh of relief after this, you will always be haunted by endless fear!! Arghh..... " Shouted Bryan who really felt Frustrated about all the problems that happened to him.


Bryan lowered his hand from the wall making his blood drip on the floor just like that. Even on that wall was also imprinted his own blood.


Bryan saw the blood, it will be a reminder to him, before everything is completely avenged and his goal has not been achieved he will not stop trying.


Bryan stepped away from the spot, walking quickly to his car parked sweetly outside. Bryan hastily got into the car, started the engine and went straight for him at high speed.


Bryan's thoughts were now on just one person, and perhaps he could ask him for help if he managed to meet that person at his home.


" i have to go there now "his determined murmur.


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" Ashalamu'alaikum Opa. " Polo swings his legs slowly but surely, approaching the old man who is now sitting on the sofa holding a cup containing coffee made from Nara his wife.


When Joe turned his head, Joe who almost sipped his coffee he paled because he saw Marco coming. " Wa'alaikumsalam, Marco" Joe replied quietly.


Marco approached Joe, grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand respectfully. It's been a long time since Marco hasn't done that and now Marco has always done it and now Marco is a better man and is starting to take responsibility.


So full and trying to be happy, did not feel a single circle out of the corner of Joe's eye. Marco, who noticed the squatting directly in front of Joe, rubbed the circle before falling to the floor.


" why? does Opa regret a grandson like Marco? " ask Marco instantly making Joe shake violently.


Where maybe Joe will regret, now Joe feels very lucky to have a grandson like Marco, he was moved because finally he could see the old Marco again. Joe is happy, at his age now he can carry the trust of both Marco's parents very well. Even for now Joe will not mind and will be ready if the Creator picks him up.


" Now Opa can calm down. If one day God calls Opa, Opa will no longer mind. Even if now Opa is ready "said Joe who was moved again.


Marco gasped at Joe's words, is that as happy as Joe is now? to the extent that Joe so willingly has to be old and now.


" don't say it's Opa. Don't ever leave me. Opa has to be there for me and Farel, we still need Opa. We're going to need Opa" Marco said.


" i will always be with you" Joe said, smiling.


When both of them were in a state of blue, Nara came from the inside, carrying a tray on which there was a plate containing fried bananas that he had managed to make. His intention was for Joe to accompany his coffee.


" Sir, sir is home? " ask Nara.


Nara put the tray on the table and immediately welcomed Marco's hand, and Nara was happy to kiss him and get a kiss back on his forehead after Marco stood up.


" didn't I tell you not to do anything? it'll make you tired, Nara" said Marco.


" i don't do anything mister, just make coffee and fried bananas for Opa, it won't be tiring, Mister " replied Nara who did not want to be banned at all.


" Fuh... Alright. But be careful not to make a scene, Okay "Go gently stroked Nara's chin while smiling at Nara.


" it's already... Now we just enjoy the fried banana, it looks good "Joe has taken one piece of fried banana rice plate and ready to put it in his mouth, but not yet the banana into his mouth, Marco has already devoured it.


" hap..this is very tasty Opa" said Marco with a little trouble because his mouth was full of fried bananas that he snatched from Joe's hand.


" that bad boy! " Joe chuckled and hit Marco on the head with his clenched hand, but very slowly.


" what the hell, Opa. Marco is not a bad boy "make protest does not accept.


" yes, you are not a bad boy. But most sense "Joe embraces Marco's shoulder and plays it with his hand. Stay like this, it will nourish us all, let alone there is coffee and fried bananas every day, behind the healthful will also be filling, right? " clutter.


" what's the connection? " confused Marco.


" it has nothing to do, but just connect it to connect, hahaha." Joe laughs with excitement.


" Opa is all right, hahaha "Electro laughs at Joe's jokes he doesn't know what he means.


The warmth is very felt in the house now, not least the smell of liquor from which Marco drank or drugs consumed by Marco. Happiness began to be present slowly and will be greater in the future.


" What!! so that old man...that old man was Marco's Opa!? "


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