Aliaa And Gaza

Episode 22

"They tried to kill you Aliaa. In their eyes, you are my sister."

How come? This is so crazy. Hafsha turned the conversation to another topic.

"You're good, Nahdiyah. Born in Indonesia, school in Indonesia for 12 years. The school must be quiet and comfortable."

Nahdiyah who was busy eating dates (already the night of the story) immediately stopped eating dates

"To be honest, I also want to go to Indonesia." Zuhair

"But~ if I go... Masjidil Aqsa who's guarding it?"

That word seemed to penetrate to Aliaa's gallbladder. He heard the words of Zuhair.

"Yapz. That's right Zuhair! If we're here, getting close supervision, our school's even on the bomb. Because they're scared! if we are intelligent and memorize the Qur'an."

"But~ look. The armed Muslims here all memorized the Qur'an and the hadith of Arbain."

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"You're still upset about Hafsha?"

"of course! I'm sure he's alive! There's a lot more to eradicate. Zuhair. Zuhair was 16 years old but his intelligence was high. Nahdiya. The paramedic best friend you killed during this great Return march is amazingly smart! Izzati, Nur, and also Khaulah. They're a threat to us! Quick, send eyes to kill him!"

"But they..."

"Quick! Don't make me ESMOSI (i'm going to do it, let's have a little bit of humor!:v)!!!"

"Ba-good sir!"

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They learned Sirah Nabawiyah from Khalah near the bonfire. Yep. This is the custom of Hafsha and his friends after praying. After all, when else would it be taught the same experts? Samah and Asima were asleep in the tent.

DOR DOR! Gunfire is heard. Blood splashed towards Khaulah. Khaulah rubbed his face. He looked towards the ground. Nur, his best friend, lapsed weakly on the ground. The book fell down beside him. The book is now stained with blood.

"Bad and very very underworked!" inner Aliaa was upset.

Hafsha approached Khaulah. He took his rifle. His emotions were already at the peak of anger.

"Take a bandage in your bag!"

"Retreat now!" Hafsha's orders.

Hafsha aimed at his enemy. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger of his weapon. After the enemy lay on the ground, Aliaa approached him. Similarly, Hafsha, who was still carrying his weapons, prepared if the enemy was still alive and was about to attack him.

"Had died." Aliaa.

Hafsha turned towards Khaulah. He kept his rifle, then ran towards Nur. Yep. Hafsha and Aliaa have something in common. They are able to be hard when things are not desirable, and are able to be soft when they see things that are sad.

"Nurs. Nur Fawwaz Ummah's. Can you hear me?" Hafsha asked worriedly as she patted Nur's cheek.

"He's dead Hafsha." Nahdiyah.

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi Raji. Hasbunallahu wani'mal wakil."

Khaulah called an ambulance. The sound of the bush is heard. Likewise with footsteps. Hafsha, Aliaa, and Izzati prepared their weapons.

"Hhh... Thank God for arriving."

"Yes. Thank God our mission this time was successful."

"Eh. Astarghfirullah's. What's the matter? Why is the flood of blood like this?"

Blood from Nur's body and the bodies of the impudent IDF envoy soaked the ground.

"Nur was just shot dead. Come on Aliaa, it's not good to go out at night."

Aliaa left Nur's body with a heavy heart. Ufftts. It's too soon for Aliaa. He entered the tent, then stroked Asima's head. He went into the tent even though he stood guard tonight.

Nahdiyah et al brought Nur's body to the back of the tent.

"You brought Hafsha's cloth?" tanya Nahdiyah as she brushed the door of the tent with her elbow.

"Yes." Yeah." Hafsha said while taking out a black cloth.

"Jazakumullah Khairan."

Shortly after, an ambulance came to pick up Nur's body. This separation is very painful.