
"You are!! Night night out!" Omel Alia.
"You also came out of Aliaa."
Aliaa just laughed. Nadiaah's best friend since 2008 is really sad and annoying. Call to Hafsha.
"You are reporting from the place of the truce. Reportedly the military bunker XY was blown up a few minutes ago. The victim has not been found."
Call ended.
"Military bunkers in other words..."
"Xy Tunnel! Yes Rabb. Secret bunkers on the bomb."
"Mahr..."
"Yes?"
"Isn't your brother most likely in a military bunker? He's a commander. There can't be a meeting he doesn't attend."
"Astagfireullah! Yes too! Yes Rabb... How'this??"
Another call was a few minutes into Hafsha.
"Hafsha. Your brother's in the hospital. Found lifeless. Victim of the XY.9 tunnel bombing died. No injuries." Khauh report.
Call ended. The tears of Hafsha fell upon the earth of the prophets.
"Yes Rabb!! Aliaa, accompany me to the hospital."
"What's wrong?"
"He died in the XY tunnel explosion."
"Emmm... I used to be Naura. Assalamualikum."
"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullah."
"Come on Aliaa, hurry!"
They arrived at the hospital that was packed with friends of her brother's friend.
"I... Just wait outside Hafsha. It's not good to come in."
Moments later, Hafsha came out of the morgue. She hugged Aliaa.
Seemed a pair of eyes that did not want her brother taken first from her.
"I will repay those who have taken the lives of all my brothers!!"
Aliaa wiped away Hafsha's tears.
"Fight for Al Aqsa. Don't be sad for long, will you? There are still many mature plans that we must use to liberate the Aqsa Mosque and Palestine." Aliaa said with a smile.
"Jazakumullah Khairan Katsiran Aliaa."
Hafsha hugged Aliaa. Aliaa can feel the sadness of Hafsha. He had felt the same pain. The pain of losing Alaa, followed by Nadiah, Yasmeen, and Nur.
If Hafsha continues to grieve, then who will formulate the next plan of liberation of Palestine? It is not good to be sad for too long. Aliaa knew, Hafsha was an ordinary man. As Nadiah said: "They are also human. They must also feel lost.”. He hoped that Hafsha would gain energy through hugs.
Hafsha and Aliaa left the hospital. Yep. Tomorrow Hafsha's brother's body will be buried.
"Hehh... I don't want to make peace with that guy."
"really?" Ask Hafsha with a smile.
"Yes. It doesn't feel right."
Hafsha just laughed.
"You say, your brother. How many brothers do you have?" Aliaa asked on the way to Hafsha's house.
"I have 5 sisters. The one who died was my last brother. In 2009, my 4th brother was 15, my 3rd brother was 17, my 2nd brother was 19, and my first brother was 21."
"Everything is armed forces. In 2009, my 3rd brother was killed. 2015, my first and 2nd brother was killed. Last year, my 4th brother was killed."
"Sorry Hafsha. I didn't mean to..."
"Yes. Doesn't matter. I'm sure they're happy in the grave."
Aliaa.
"Aliaa, if I leave first, please continue my plan until death approaches or Al Aqsa is truly free. I know you're a smart person."
"And if I die first, continue with your clever plan Hafsha."
"So we agreed?" Ask Hafsha with a smile.
"Agreed!"