Cajaroh

Hanif's Turn Shot

Episode 80's

The atmosphere that was quite calm was suddenly again surprised by the sound of another shot that led to the kitchen door. And there was a scream…

“ Aaaaaakh.. please..!” the screams from the kitchen.

 

“ Who's in the kitchen, all gather here first “ I said

We looked around, looking for who wasn't there.

“ Arum same Sidiq, nothing here fast please mas ?” said Isti.

I immediately ran into the kitchen, taking Fanani who was ready to protect with a weapon if there was something unwanted. I saw Arum in the kitchen fainting from fear, but there were no serious injuries.

While Fanani checked the situation around. Once it felt safe, Fanani saw a small gap from the kitchen door. That might be the place to target the mush.

“ Good thing the project grazed wood first pack, so refracting is not about directly.” Fanani.

“ Yes Fan, Arum was just shocked to hear the sound of gunfire. No wound.” My answer.

Then Arum was taken to the mujahadah room, Isti and Khootimah carried the unconscious Arum to get treatment to be aware. While Fanani and I are still looking for bullet projectiles to find out what kind of weapon it is.

“ It's Fan, the bullet projectile hit the wall here.” I said pointing to the bullet-ridden kitchen wall.

“ See the position of the fall of Arum bu earlier, it could be Arum ma'am standing here. Maybe the enemy was after him, but the bullet grazed the door first. So turn direction.” Fanani.

“ So if taken a straight line between the target and the perpetrator, the position of the shooter is above the building that Fan.” I was clear on Fanani.

“ Could be sir, but now what matters is that we have to close all the holes that allow bullets to enter the kitchen and other spaces that can be targeted by the enemy.” Fanani.

“ Means it must be Fan tomorrow, as well as see from which direction the enemy can target people who are in this house.” My answer.

Then Fanani and I returned to Mujahadah's room, and I saw Arum was conscious. But his face was still pale.

“ You don't papa Rum, Sidiq in his room ?” my many.

“ Yes, Sidiq is safe in the room. I'm sorry that Arum wanted to make milk for Sidiq, but suddenly there was a gunshot. Then it's like someone's passing over Arum.”'s head Reply Arum.

Meaning true Fanani analysis, the sniper was maxutnya only want to hurt Arum. But because it grazed the bullet turned the direction it almost hit Arum's head.

“ From now on do not leave this room first, let it be checked first place that may be targeted by bullets from outside. Because this is an old house, of course many holes that could be the target of the enemy.” I said.

“ Let me later the circumference of three sir.” Fanani.

“ Same I do not papa, you can also be targeted. If I wasn't meant to be hurt that way. But be targeted for intimidation.” I said.

“ But still have to be vigilant sir, who knows they changed their mind and want to harm the father.” Fanani.

“ Yes, certainly does not leave vigilance. You also have a vest, right?” my many.

“ Currently not sir, but with the first incident earlier besuk will be sent vest. Tomorrow morning Mr. Yadi will be here.” Reply Fanani.

“ Thank goodness, I happen to have something to talk to Mr. Yadi in the morning. Looks like the enemy knows very well our activities, until Arum kedapur alone can be found so.” I said.

That night we regrouped in the mujahadah room all together, because only that place was the least likely to be targeted by bullets from outside. It was a very uncomfortable atmosphere, for all of us. What else for me and my wife. But for the sake of safety everything is how else.

Morning when the dawn prayer ended, the atmosphere was rather calm not so gripping as at night.

“ Want to drink coffee or what mas ?” Ask Fatimah.

“ Make coffee the same tea, which wants coffee yes coffee that wants the yes let drink the.” My answer.

“ Maxut Fatimah mas Yasin himself, if others have been made from earlier.” Fatimah Sahut.

“ Owh I used to, coffee without sugar, as usual.” My answer.

“ Yaudah Fatimah make first, likes very same that do not use sugar.” Whisper Fatimah seduces.

“ Max Fatimah what's wrong?” ask me with a smile.

“ Yes coffee does not use sugar like, milk does not use sugar also demen.” Whisper while holding back laughter.

“ Aah basic, pingin ya ?” my candlestick to Fatimah.

And we laughed together until we did not realize the presence of Isti, who had brought me bitter coffee.

“ Yes to your first Fat.” Gurauku's.

“ Yee no papa first time bikini this coffee.” Reply Fatimah.

“ What are you talking about, no secret right ?” Isti asked wrongly.

“ Not really Is, just kidding to not be too stressed. If too spaneng can stress even.” My answer.

“ Mas Yasin this can, Fatimah also already contagious ya apparently. At this time can still laugh.” Isti Sahut.

“ After want how Is, while still able to laugh yes laugh.” Reply Fatimah.

Want to not want Isti also laugh, thus provoking the presence of others in the mujahadah room. Khotimah, Arum his mother is here to join ngeteh and coffee there. I intentionally didn't talk about last night's problems so as not to open the memory of their fear.

I deliberately talked about Khotimah who seemed to have a special relationship with Fanani.

“ It seems that currently there are more in love nih.” I opened the chat.

“ Max mas Yasin who ?” Ask Isti who is rather sensitive when talking about the love of men and women.

“ No Is, I just guessed it. I think soon Fatimah will have a cousin Ipar.” I said, looking at Khotimah.

While Khotimah just fell silent in shame, and a little frown to see me.

“ Owh Yes Isti understand now mas. Yaudah may be hastened just times to be more Afdhol.” Isti Sahut.

“ Yes I depend only on the concerned, do not want to intervene too far.” My answer.

“ Aah mas Yasin, in this condition is also still joking.” Khotimah sewot.

“ Lah who's kidding Khot, I'm serious. And why do you protest so, do you feel ?” my many.

“ Yee,, pura ngeles when maxutnya talking Khotimah right. Who else is Fatim's cousin here if not Khotimah ?” answer Khotimah.

“ Thank goodness if you realize and acknowledge, do you agree with the proposal Isti earlier ?” ask me about Khotimah.

“ Apaan sih ah, Khotimah people are just friends just kok same mas Fanani.” Khotimah.

“ Yes, even my own now. Dare to call brand again.” I said with a laugh.

“ Brand kayak goods, say call the name of the cake do not brand the time people are equated with goods.” Reply Khotimah.

“ Owh no one accept I said brand, it's so deep already ?” gurauku who managed to provoke the reaction of Khotimah.

“ Bodo ah, mas Yasin tu like a fad of his work.” Khotimah said as he walked away.

“ Khot, don't go where you were. Not safe at this time !” exciting Fatimah.

“ Khotimah is different Fat, now has its own body guard.” Gurauku's.

“ Iiih mas Yasin mah gak bosen bosen godain Khotimah, nyebelin. Khotimah wants to go to the room first ah.” Answer Khotimah.

We who were in the room just laughed at the attitude of the Khotimah. Suddenly arrived the newly discussed Fanani came to report that Mr. Yadi will come with Rofiq his brother Isti all.

“ Assalaamu ‘alaikum sir, sorry to interrupt this sir yadi telpun he said this morning want to come bring Rofiq all of you to join here.” Fanani.

I am still smiling smile remember the attitude of Khotimah just now, almost the keceplosan said, do not call sir but mas only. Fortunately I can still hold it, so the sentence was not spoken.

“ Owh yes, what time does it take to here ?” I still hold my laughter.

“ Kira about another hour until here pack !” reply Fanani.

Fanani also left us with a sense of urgency because of my attitude that answered her words with a smile. Hmm at least it will be the same Khotimah, I thought. So I don't need to explain, let the feeling of the problem be answered later, I whispered in my heart.

“ Owh yes mas, how about mother's order to provide tempe container for Rofiq mas ?” Ask Isti.

“ Do not need papa son, given the new conditions like this.” Said Isti's mother.

But for me the wishes of Isti's mother must be fulfilled, it is not good to disappoint parents.

“ Tell you what, right now the safest out is me, let me find Isti. Because if besides me very likely to be harmed.” My answer.

“ But really mas, do not just for the safety of everything.” Isti.

“ Gak Is, all I have calculated carefully. There's no way they hurt me, because their goal is definitely not that.” My answer.

I got up and walked out of the house.

“ Please do not leave the house first everything, later if Sidiq wake up do not play outside first Rum !” my door.

“ yes mas.” Answer Arum short.

I immediately stepped out of the house, it would be freer if I walked. After all, the market is not too far away, you can see the outside situation more freely.

“ Mas, take Fanani not alone !” yelled Fatimah who arrived following behind me.

“ yes, can.” My answer.

Then I took Fanani on the way to the market while looking at the conditions outside. While I saw Dicky who was injured last night was able to do normal activities.

“ You are not papa *** ?” my many.

“ No papa kok pack, only small wound kok.” Answer Dicky.

“ Thank goodness, I leave home to walk for a while with Fanani, you and Hanif take care of the house first.” I said.

Hanif and Dicky just nodded and said, “ ready sir.” Simultaneously.

Me and Fanani immediately headed for the market, of course after Fanani took his Senpinya to guard. Aah plan today to fast failed because last night there was an incident, but not papalah easy hopefully tomorrow no more incidents. Coincidentally today also have to welcome Rofiq, not good also if the home fasting all.

Fanani and I casually walked around the streets and neighborhood looking for a possible sniper spot that was hiding last night.

“ Like really from the building sir, maybe also bring mine and climbing equipment as well. Let me check again later, to be more valid.” Fanani.

“ Yes Fan, the biggest possibility from there. From the top of the building can observe all the activities at home. With the calculation of the mileage of the bullet, if the long barrel is still going straight do not turn its direction.” I said.

“ Boy have knowledge about the firing range and the straightness of the bullet rate also ?” Ask Fanani.

“ Yes learn is Fan, all will be learned as long as we want.” My answer.

I don't want to talk long about it, afraid of Fanani Tanya being like that. Just like I unpacked the past that he didn't need to know.

While crossing a house, I instinctively felt someone watching us both. But I pretended not to realize, so that those watching me did not suspect. I saw the other direction of the man, but I saw from the mirror image of a parked car.

“ Fan, someone is watching us. You see the shadow of that car glass, the guy in the jacket and the glasses.” I said.

Fanani and I paused for a moment while my fingers pointed at the car I was driving. So that the guy doesn't realize that even Fanani and I are watching him.

“ Owh yes sir, he looked towards us and brought the guitar bag pack.” Answer Fani.

“ Yes, but I suspect it's not a guitar. But a long-barreled gun, then he's the sniper that Fan was last night. You take a photo of that car, focus the camera on that person's face. Let him think we're photographing the car, and then you'll look it up on the guy's police list.” I said.

“ Ready sir, I already understand max.” Reply Fanani.

From a short distance fanani took a photo, which was actually photographed is the shadow of the person. But taken from the reflection of the glass in the car that is impaled. And successfully, the face of the person is quite clear, can be used to find the track record later.

Soon we continued the journey to the market, with a hunt to get home soon. After buying the kitchen and Isti's mother's order, Fanani and I immediately stepped home. At the place where we saw the suspicious person earlier, it turns out that the person is no longer there.

“ Come on Fan we fast nets, do not let the person just want to keep an eye on the person at home.” I said to Fanani.

At home I immediately told everyone to gather in the mujahadah room again. While Fanani and I and her two friends, circled the house looking for holes that had to be closed so as not to be able to sniper.

Me and Fanani circle the house, while Hanif and Dicky investigate the building I suspect is where the sniper is hiding.

After successfully closing all the holes that could possibly be made to lurk, we finally entered the house waiting for the arrival of Hanif and Dicky. We had not been able to sit perfectly, suddenly there was a sound of gunfire.

“ Fan, Dicky and Hanif let's help. No backup weapon, I borrow.” I said.

“ Sorry sir no, and our Logistic bullets are very limited. One bullet fired should have a report.” Reply fanani.

“ Owh so, yaudah quickly help Hanif and Dicky now.” My speech.

Soon we approached the scene of the shootout, having gathered all the family members in a safe place.

I saw Dicky and Hanif taking cover observing the building I had maxed out earlier. Definitely a position in favor of the enemy. I have to make clear the terrain I understand better than the enemy. I take Fanani on a detour, while Dicky and Hanif fight luck with the enemy. Take each other shots.

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Hanif POVs

“ ***we hold fire, we lure him observing us continue. I saw Mr. Yasin and Fanani take a detour. Goodness time want to attack from behind him.” Hanif.

“ OK, but we have to protect each other. Occasionally release a shot, so he can not focus on snooping the target of the shot, remember he is a sniper.” Answer Dicky.

Then the sound of gunfire was heard.

“ I should be able to make that person focus on me and Dicky, until Fanani and Mr. Yasin manage to get close to him.” My voice in my heart.

Suddenly a bullet just lodged in my leg, fortunately protected a stone. Only a stone flake hurt my leg.

“ Damn, also my feet.” I cursed in my heart.

 I aimed at the man who was stalking Dicky.

“ ***, he pointed his gun at you, close shelter !” I shouted while pointing my gun at him.

The door…. My bullet shot and hit the man's hand. So before he could pull the trigger that led to Dicky, his gun fell to the ground from the top of the building.

I ran up to the man, but without guessing a shot hit my leg until I fell down. It turned out that he was not alone, there were others who also carried weapons. And now pointing a weapon at me, I can only surrender to fate. Because they can no longer run away. And suddenly the sound of the Door door…..

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