
Quiet...silent tonight is so quiet. There might only be the sounds of some men standing guard. Aliaa and Hafsha are under threat. They were being hunted by those insolent invaders. They should stay on standby with their rifles.
"This is our risk, Aliaa. Death is the hardest risk we have to take." Hafsha said while embracing Aliaa.
"As long as the time has not come, our lives will not be taken."
"Instead, since I was born, it's been a war. But I am still alive to this day. Hehe."
The sound of the bush is heard. Aliaa frowned. A figure of an armed man appeared despite a faintly faint appearance. How dare he enter the women's camp!
Aliaa started to aim at her enemy. He's getting ready to pull the trigger. JDOR! A bullet went through the tent almost hitting Hafsha's head. Already many times the invaders have targeted his attacks on Hafsha. Starting from bombing his house, bombing the tunnel, to shooting him.
"Astagfirullah. Yes Rabb. There's an enemy."
Aliaa pulled the trigger. Gunshots were heard up to 2 times.
"Akhc!!"
The voice then disappeared.
"What's that sound?? It's a storm tonight. Counted 3 shots and 1 scream."
"It seems to come from a Muslim camp."
"Maybe your sister Qassam. Try checking first."
Qassam goes to camp.
"Hafsha, come here!"
Hafsha came out of the tent.
"Who did you shoot?"
"It's not me. But Aliaa."
"Yah!! Whatever! Who was shot?"
"Enemies. He's about to shoot me in the head." Answer Hafsha.
"He was there." Show Hafsha.
Qassam out of camp. He breathed a rough breath.
"They're hunting our sister again."
"The invaders?"
"Yes. He killed your sister. Now there are 5 more of them on target."
"It's good they don't have to be assigned for a while."
In the morning, they prepared to return to their headquarters.
"No. Hehe. I'm another hitch." Aliaa.
"Huhhhh!! Eating habits in front of people fasting!" Hafsha said annoyed.
Aliaa just laughed hearing that. He stared at the faces of 2 IDF prisoners who were released. Still a kid. It may be about 10-12 years old.
"What's your name?"
"I'm Sofia. He's Samah."
"Your face and legs hurt Sofia. Just sec. I'll take the medicine first."
Aliaa put a bandage in her bag.
"What did those invaders do to you?" Ask Hafsha.
"My brother is a Palestinian liberating army since 2016. A while ago, we were arrested. We are asked what the next**** plan is. I told you I don't know, because I'm not part of it. They don't trust me." Sofia.
Samah was much quieter than Sofia. Haha. That's natural. Women are more chatty than men. You're just smiling at yourself seeing Sofia. Same with Hafsha.
"Who's your brother Samah's name?"
"Nurs. Nur Fawwaz Ummah." Answer Samah.
Aliaa. Nur Fawwaz Ummah's. Muslim women who died yesterday because they were shot while studying Sirah Nabawiyah. The tongue of Aliaa is used for speech. She doesn't know Samah's reaction if she finds out her brother has died.
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"I'm afraid again????!!!"
"How are you guys?? It's been a total of 2 messengers that Hafsha shot!"
"Sorry sir. We didn't know Hafsha and his sister were on guard."
"But the shot missed, right??"
"I-yes sir."
"Yah!! Nevermind! Out you!!"
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Samah smiled knot.
"Hehehe. I heard about Nur Kok. Nur died from being shot, right?" Samah said with a smile.
"I wanted to get out, but Aftah's brother forbade it because there was a firefight." Samah.
Aliaa no longer knew what to say. Yes Rabb. Aliaa has lost many of her friends since she was in Gaza. Starting from Alaa, then Nadiah, Yasmeen, and also Nur.
But, remember. God's promise is real. Why be afraid to face death (eh uh, but that does not mean you ride a motorcycle do not wear a helmet -__-. Wear a helmet is the form of our efforts to maintain safety)? Our lives are in God. As long as it is not yet the time, our sustenance will be guaranteed, and also we will live.