AL And EL

The Miracle of the Seventy

Remembering the same Wound is hugging the cactus

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Al fell down, but he immediately stood up and ran quickly, until his steps were so strong. Fortunately Leo did not follow him all the way to the house, because when Al opened the door there was no sign of Leo following him

"Why you?" Bella approached Al who was standing behind the door

"Mama Al was afraid" Al hugged his mother

"What's wrong? Same story as mama?"

"Al met Om Leo" Al's breath was still hunting, his face was so pale

"What's wrong?" Hearing Leo's name, his brother-in-law mentioned, Jovan immediately approached.

"So, Al met Om Leo in front of the Om Welno cafe" the story was full of fear

"Honey, Leo's still in prison, there's no way he can get outside" Jovan tried to calm his daughter down

"Papa mustain Leo will not dare to touch you again" said Leo deadly held back his anger.

Imagine, hearing the screams of his daughter in the middle of the night so heartbreaking, when he found out that his brother-in-law was intending to be indecent to his daughter when Al fell asleep. Moreover, it is not the first time Leo intends not well, has almost three times but failed. Imagining that disgusting thing made Jovan's jaw harden.

"Bring Al to the ma'am's room" Jovan orders Bella.

His wife took their daughter up the stairs. When I saw Al and Bella I was nowhere to be seen. Jovan then took a cell phone and dialed the number Enggal, his police friend in Jogja first.

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Kharisma pushes the door, looking for Ella who has been back home since yesterday. But the beautiful-eyed woman he didn't find in the room

"Maa" the call from Kharisma was not answered at all by Ella.

Kharisma is still exploring the lower house. But he didn't find Ella at all. Kharisma had stopped in front of the stairs, looking ahead, is it possible that Ella was in the upper room? That room was El's room, where maybe Ella was there. Actually Kharisma intended to return to the room, but was canceled once he saw the door of El's room open, he then went up, climbed the stairs and turned to the right and left.

Kharisma pushed the door slowly, looking at Ella who was looking at El's room. Something strange, of course?

"Ma. What's your mama doing here?" He asked what Ella had done.

The weirdness was just like that, Ella was crying here. For what, Ella should cry for herself instead of crying in the room of the husband's infidel.

"Mama why cry?"

Ella wiped away the tears and smiled at Kharisma,.

"Why feel sorry for El" Ella's voice sounded so weak.

"Well, what the hell, Mama should want him who, he's the son of papa's affair" Kharisma clarified El's position here.

"Mama knows, but Mama was feeling sorry for El, she had no one but us" Ella looked at her son "El is a child who shows her suffering in silence, I don't know why every Mama sees him, Mama's feeling sorry"

Kharisma breathes "Maaaaa"

"Kharisma" Ella looked at her son so intently "Mama knows your pain is the same El, but the horror of Mama, during Mama's hospital, El is very good the same, El, he treated her like he treated his mother"

"Now you know he's got a mental illness, even Papa told us himself"

Ella held onto Kharisma's hand, she understood how much pain and resentment Kharisma had felt.

Kharisma was silent looking at the cooling mattress, which was barely occupied by its owner for decades. El has never denied, though he has always had a cold face.

"Kharisma has not been able to catch him" Kharisma let go of Ella's hand and left.

"Now, at first Mama also did not understand the presence of El, but now Mama already can, Mama hope Kharisma can also do it"

The sentence was no longer able to make Kharisma stop, the man continued to walk with a void of heart. Receive a child who has managed to shift his position at home? Can he?

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El looked at the ring with a blank look, the bruise on his face no longer made him feel any pain. There is as much longing for home as there is, but not as much as the longing for Al. the woman with the most carefree smile how are you?

"Drink El" Ibn offered a bottle of mineral water.

The man who was sitting in sweat just looked at him without accepting. At last the bottle was placed by Ibnu next to El, and he sat down next to him.

"later match between Elo and Edwar, I hope you can win this boxing"

El glanced at Ibn "Have I ever lost in the ring" he joked

"Heh" Ibn smiled wryly "******* Lo" he said then left.

El looked at Ibn's departure, not long before Ibn seemed to welcome the arrival of a man with a headpiece around the chin, brown hair. The man El saw today.

But El doesn't care, he chose to go into the dressing room and come back ready, already four games he did today.

The possibility of dying from losing a fist is very small but the possibility of dying from exhaustion is very large. El was prepared, greeted by loud applause from the audience. Two men now face each other, setting up a horse assault.

El can still maintain his position, his enemy is now starting to surrender, even hit the face of El who was blocked by both hands.

Playing in the ring that is needed is speed, accuracy and ingenuity. In the ring we are forced to think faster.

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Ibn entered the room with the man whom El had seen before, looking at the man without daring to look at him as he looked at his subordinates. Remember this guy is a source of money.

"I want you to find this guy" the man handed me a photograph.

Ibn accepted it, looking for a moment. If it's not wrong he's met this guy, but he doesn't know where, or just how he feels.

"I will love whatever you ask" the man said in a steady voice

Ibnu is certainly happy, the potential to develop a boxer gambling business will be even wider.

"Ready" replied Ibn also no less steady

"Oh yes, your new boxer" the man rubbed his chin with his hands, "I like him, he can be the biggest resource for this business" he said.

"Just calm boss, he will not dare to be like us" said Ibnu sound convincing

"It's not that he's smart in the ring" the man looked at El who was competing, "but because he had info on the person I was looking for" he said with a smile

"I mean the boss of this man" Ibn raised the photo that had been proffered

"Yes" he said then moved after El was declared the referee won the game.

Along with Ibnu's steps that delivered the man, El stared at their departure, watching from the ring his third step along out of the building.