AL And EL
The Miracle of Seventy Two
What plans are they putting together
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El was still in front of the ring, he stared at the closed door, as the burly man passed in front of him, and then stopped the man.
"May I have a cigarette" El asked as the man stopped in front of her
"Tumben" the man stared fixedly at El's face
"Again pengen"
The man who had just been asked for a cigarette walked towards the closed door. As the man pushed the door, El heard the faint voice of Ibn who was talking on the phone, his voice sounded happy, like he was talking about something that made him happy.
"Just be calm boss, surely we will move quickly" said Ibnu interspersed with laughter
"Tomorrow, Oh okay, tomorrow we also prepare the men" he said
"Okay boss, we're waiting for the boss to come here"
Ibnu closed the call and turned his head, not accidentally the eyes of the two looked at each other, but El then turned towards the front. The man in the ash-coloured shirt came out, he gave El a cigarette.
"Nih" the man offered a cigarette that El had received, along with his match.
El then lit a cigarette, sucked it and exhaled smoke.
"Thank you" he patted the man and walked out.
El kept thinking, with whom Ibn was talking on the phone, whether he was talking about El, or something else. Who's the guy who's coming to this building tomorrow? The richest gambler or potential investor for Ibnu?
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Al could only look at El's seat bench, go to the roftof where they used to spend time there. Reviewing all the memories of togetherness about himself and El. The harder Al thought about El, the more his heart ached. Al was crying again.
Al wiped away tears as he stood staring at the passing student, hoping El would come here with him. The roftof door opened, Al turned his head expectantly that the one who would come out from behind the door was El.
But when the sturdy man showed his face, Al's facial expression changed. It was Kharisma who came to bring a cup for him.
"Gue was nyariin elo" he said thrusting a drink that Kharisma put on the roftof barrier.
Al hiccuped, the sound of crying even made Kharisma sigh violently.
"When do you think you're gini?" Ask Kharisma
"Sampe El came home" replied Al
"When he doesn't come home, do you want to torture yourself elo in a way like this?"
Al turned his head, looking at Kharisma's calm face even when El had not been home for days.
"Kharisma doesn't feel like losing El, does it?"
Kharisma looked ahead, staring at the sun covered in clouds.
"What do you do, it's good that he's gone"
"Kharisma should not be like that, El was always alone in the world, even he chose not to trust anyone because he was treated badly all this time"
Kharisma looks "how do I keep? Al, I'm a victim too" Kharisma looked so fixedly "Lo think I want to have a half-brother?"
The man who was now breathing dusty was wiping his face so rough.
"Gue is also Al himself, I just have Mama, Lo know my bokap, even he never cared about us again. Who do I trust in this world after I know the betrayal of my own bokap. Ha?" The tone of Kharisma's voice was so loud, it felt like she had already vented out anger so quickly when it came to El.
"Kalo Lo just think that El victim, Lo is wrong, I also suffer from it, squirming my voice I always cry, squirming children from my bokep affair every day" Kharisma clung to the roftof barrier and took a deep breath "Every day that house has become hell for me"
Al stared at the twinkle of sadness in Kharisma's eyes, the gentle-hearted woman embracing Kharisma from the side.
"Gue is here Kharisma" he said
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El eavesdropped, listening to the stale talk between Ibn and the man he did not know.
"So I'll give you the money after this mission is over" his voice was a little hoarse
"Just be calm boss, the mission must be in order, we've got info"
"Good"
"We got some info from El last night"
El scrunched his forehead, from him?. What information was given to Ibnu?, El tried hard to think until a brief conversation between himself and Ibn who discussed Al twisted.
"Al" El muttered.
"Ngapain elo here?" Ask the box-faced, skin-eyed man with a mole under his chin.
"You asked for a cigarette" he said
"Nothing, there you go" he kicked the guy out.
El walked, changed into a fist suit while thinking about Ibnu's conversation with the man. What plans are they planning?. El was still nailing in front of the locker until he was not aware of the arrival of Ibnu, the man who had just come with a beaming face patted his shoulder
"Tonight this match schedule is the same as Marko's boxing" said Ibnu "If Lo wins this match, the debt to me paid off, and elo free to go anywhere"
Ibnu then walked away, El could only see it from the brink that the Ibn and three of his men came out of the boxing building. Where did that guy go?
El sat near the ring, looking blankly at the ring.
"Alriestella Lesham Shaenette, Jovan Shaenette's son, right?" Ibnu's words yesterday again ringed in his ear. Following Ibnu's conversation on the phone, El closed his eyes.
If Ibnu's goal was to meet Al, then the girl was in danger. El then returned to the dressing room and changed his clothes, he put on a black jacket and came out of the building, El no longer brushed off all the calls from Ibn's men his mind was only to see Al now.
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Al was on stage, singing "more than ego" with his mellow voice. The audience cheered the performance of Al. The cafe was so crowded, when in the middle of the song, someone pulled his hand to get off the stage, and it made Al shocked, not least the audience.
Al was still following the man who pulled him, until their steps were behind the cafe.
"El" called Al who turned out to be the man in front of him was El.
"Where are you, Al nyariin El"
El's face did not show a relaxed gesture at all, he often looked to the right and left, once he saw three people who were walking towards them El then pulled Al and took him away from the cafe area. Al was confused, of course, there were no explanatory sentences of any kind from El, and he was only forced to follow El's footsteps from behind.
They had to enter a narrow alley, the new alley was first entered by Al, and in the middle of Al's steps pulled El's hand and stopped his steps.
"Where are we going?" Ask Al
"Just be safe, somewhere" El's tone sounded worried.
"But why, in cafe Om Welno is also safe"
"Gue can't explain now Al, which is clear we have to leave here" El intends to pull Al's hand but the girl actually pulled him back.
"Clearly to Al, what is it?"
"Just something dangerous is meng__"
Bugh
A hard object hit El's bend, the man fell in front of Al.
"Elll" Al intends to help El to stand up but no, there are two people who directly hold his hand.
El still had time to see Al, saw the girl in the hands of two of Ibn's men, and Ibn's face slowly began to blur with a disgusting smile from him.
Braakkk
Something from the first turn came, Ibn walked up and checked the litter box nearby, but there was nothing but a pile of trash.
