
"Good day!", Nur greeted the receptionist.
"Good day, how can we help you?"
"I want to meet Mr. Azmi, he is there?", asked Nur. The receptionist looked at Nur from top to bottom.
Azmi is known as a male figure who almost does not want to be close to the opposite sex. Although he is not as smart as his boss, but he is also no less cold.
"There was an appointment before, ma'am..mba?", asked the receptionist. Nur nodded too.
"I'll call you soon, please wait! In whose name?"
"Nur, mba!", replied Nur. The receptionist contacted Azmi. And it didn't seem to be in his room because there was a staff raising his call.
"Sorry Mba Nur, Mr. Azmi is not in place!", said the receptionist.
"Huh? Where are you?", asked Nur.
"Sorry mba, don't know!", replied the receptionist. But it turns out that Alby who will come out of the building also saw the whereabouts of Nur.
"Nur? Are you here?", said Alby. The receptionist was surprised to see Alby sober as well as Amara and Bia, who had become public secrets in the group's HS building.
"Yes Alby, where is the tea?", asked Nur.
"There, come back here too. He went to the toilet!", replied Alby. A few minutes later, Azmi joined.
"Lho, have you reached Nur? Don't call me?", said Azmi. Two receptionists exchanged the lyrics to give the code.
"Fear of tea Aa is busy!", replied Nur.
"The story is still in the boarding house, so come here?", asked Alby. Nur nodded.
"Yes, Alby, go back and forth a thousand times!", replied Nur while he was a manyun. Azmi grabbed Nur's shoulder.
"Sabar atuh, later if the house is ready, we will be neighbors with the boss and the boss! Be ready for twenty-four hours as Nur's impromptu assistant!", said Azmi.
"Astaghfirullah, I'm not as good as Azmi.!" said Alby. Nur was just chuckling.
Alby's phone rings.
"Mara? Tumben regular calls? Was it vc?" said Alby.
"Just want to hear his voice, just lift up napa!" said Azmi. Alby pulled the green button.
[Assalamualaikum Neng?]
[You're mine Amara!]
Alby's eyes rounded looking at the number that contacted him. It really is Amara's number.
And the sound of men talking about the months was quite familiar Alby.
"French??"
"What's up?", asked Azmi.
"Frans is the same Amara, where is Amara's bodyguard?", asked Alby.
"Lo call Billy now! Ask where his men why Amara can be the same Frans!", orders Alby in panic. Alby still hears Amara's conversation with Frans, who convinces her that she is married to Alby. But Frans doesn't seem to care. He is obsessed with Amara.
"There were two bodyguards delivering Amara, they're in the apartment. Amara refused to go to her unit. That's probably why Frans got into the Amara unit!", Azmi explained.
"Bang**!", Alby growled furiously. Almost everyone in there couldn't believe the dirty word was coming out of Alby's mouth.
"Istighfar By!", Azmi pats Alby on the shoulder.
"Astaghfirullah O Allah! Protect my wife!", Alby rubbed his face rough.
"Mba Mara why A? Frans who?", scour Nur.
"Later to explain. You wait in Aa's room! Ranti please take my wife to my room!", Azmi said.
"Good Mr. Azmi. Mari Bu Nur!", take Ranti. Nur also followed Ranti.
After that, Alby and Azmi dart towards the apartment followed by several cars and Billy's troops.
"Sorry Bu Nur, can I be in a position?", asked Ranti. Nur knitted his brows.
"What is Ranti?"
"So..pak Alby and Azmi sir are married?", asked Ranti timidly. Nur smiled and then nodded.
"Yes, Alby married Amara first. If I was just a few days ago!", replied Nur.
Ranti just rounded her mouth to form 'o'.
"Can it be faster?" cried Alby to the driver. Azmi requests that Billy's driver bring the car. If he or Alby who rides is afraid even rash and fatal.
"Okay sir!", said the driver looking for safety from the rampage of his big boss.
The Amara apartment....
For the third time Frans was approached by hot lead which this time right landed on his back.
The position of Amara who fell on her back and her legs pulled by Frans did not allow to fight until finally...
"If I had to die today, at least we'd die with baby! I won't let anyone have you just for me baby!", quickly the question-folding knife was in Frans' hand stuck right over Amara's belly.
Amara was suffocating strongly withstanding her excruciating pain. Unfinished he felt pain at the beginning, Frans again stuck his knife and finally the fourth shot completely paralyzed Frans.
Why was the bodyguard silent from earlier????? No overall????🤔🤔🤔🤔
As Amara's breath hunts down, the two policemen pull Frans' tall body hit by four hot lead.
Like fasting, Amara's breath is already Monday Thursday. Pause!
With sprightly one of the bodyguards raised the slim body of Amara. The atmosphere was quiet, now crowded because the sound of a bullet eruption attracted the attention of apartment residents.
The bodyguard will put Amara in the car but it turns out Alby got off the car first.
"Rome!!!", cried Alby. Like the soap opera scene, Alby pulled Amara's body from the bodyguard.
"Darling, you heard aa right?!", Alby patted Amara's cheek that had been closed.
"Already By, now we take Amara to the hospital! Hurry!", Azmi so yells at Alby.
Amara was put on the bench by Alby. Due to the emergency, Billy's forces escorted Amara's car to reach the hospital as soon as possible.
"Darling, hang on! You must be fine!", Alby rubbed Amara's head and occasionally kissed Amara's face.
"Go fast!!!!", snapped Alby. The driver just nodded, not wanting to panic like his boss.
Azmi's phone is ringing.
[Hallo?]
[Suspect dead Mr Azmi!]
[Innalilahi wa innailaihi Raji'un! Well thanks for the information, there are already officers who handle it, right?]
[Already sir!]
[All right, thank you]
Azmi looked at the pity of his friend who was making a prayer while holding his wife. The shadow of the loss of a beloved wife flashed across Azmi's eyes.
Hope you are well, Amara! Inner Azmi.
Four-wheeled vehicles that amounted to four were also entered the hospital area. Azmi helps open the door for Alby who carries Amara's paled body.
With hasty steps he took Amara to the ER and assisted by officers.
"Dok, save my wife doc!" said Alby in a trembling voice.
"We will try sir, please wait outside!", the health officer ordered.
Alby was pacing in front of the ER door. Azmi could not bear to see her best friend like that.
"Sit down, By!", said Azmi.
"Gue didn't calm Mi down before I knew Mara!" said Alby in frustration. She pulled her own hair.
"Patience by!", Azmi tries to calm Alby down.
"Lo can talk patiently because you don't know what it's like to be me now!", snapped Alby. Azmi just sighed. He knew his best friend was worried about his wife. If he follows the emotions, there is even more uncontrollable.
Not hearing any sound from Azmi, Alby finally turned his head.
"Sorry?" said Alby. Azmi just nodded slowly.
"Sit down first, and lots of istighfar!" said Azmi. Alby finally sat down. He closed his eyes and his mouth did not stop praying.
"Alby ? The azmi? Why is it here? Who is sick?", asked someone. Alby, who had memorized the sound, turned to the source of the sound.
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Not deg2n dong ah....