CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

#25

Bismilbornrah Maanirrahiim

Allahumma Shalli 'Alaa Sayyidinaa Muhammad

Wa'alaa 'Alih Sayyidinaa Muhammad.

Azam did not expect, if his short meeting with Asha had a great impact. The shadow of that sweet face continued to dance in his memories. If Azam is still upset with his feelings, another case with Sam who knows very well if his men are in a dilemma, but he is not powerful enough to interfere in all Azam's affairs.

"She was the daughter of Lieutenant Colonel Iqbal Dirgantara. His parents were furious when they found out that his daughter was one of the criminals. That very day, the girl was forcibly brought by her family back to the Capital."

Sam turned off his cigar and started talking seriously. He understood very well Azam's mood was not good when viewed from the amount of sweat on his forehead because it was not from a hot room because the sterile room was in the air conditioner.

Not long after, 2 nurses came by pushing the Emergency Troiler complete with a set of medical devices on it. Greet Azam with a shy smile - shame. Disgusting, Azam was lazy to interact with every woman who looked at him like a joyful bitch.

"Sukur you're awake. Now let us examine your wound first..."

Azam indifferently, rolled his eyeballs carelessly. I don't want to deal with women, but it has to be done.

"Stop...no need...I can do it myself....!?"

Azam stopped the nurse's hand as it was about to touch the bandage hook that was on his chest. Occasionally stealing a look on Azam's face with a shy blush because so admiring his ability makes Azam more fed up with them and will not be willing if he has to come into contact with it.

Women who cannot maintain self-esteem seem to have to be destroyed from the bottom of this earth. But look at Asha? Turn one hundred and eighty degrees with the woman before him. Even just getting a dirty compliment, Asha would not listen to him.

"Don't be stubborn. Just follow up quickly so that your wounds heal quickly...!?"

Azam will not heed Sam's call, he sat up straight and stripped all the wires and hoses that stuck on his body.

"I don't need them!!! I can do it myself...?!"

"Oh my god..What's wrong with you? At least don't take off the equipment. Look at you, a few hours ago you were fighting with your own life that almost floated. Now you want to act stupid like that. What's in your brain? And also, don't complicate their work...!!"

Of course they bitch is getting a tremendous defense, according to him, the victory they almost achieved. But who can stop the polar-hearted man. His ordinary black eyes immediately blocked their activities, without command again they finally retreated regularly to not do their duties. Slightly gave distance to his physical contact, fear - fear Azam would do more recklessly. They can't hide the disappointment anymore. Sam could only shake his head.

Azam tried to get up from his bed and grabbed the blanket. His lips occasionally let out a groan and hissed with the pain, then walked limped away from his bed.

"Heeii..Where are you going....? Can you not do anything stupid this time...?!!"

Sam almost ran out of patience when he faced Azam and his stone head.

"I'm going to the bathroom...!"

"No need, I just took water wudlu...!"

Sam flinched, unable to prevent it anymore. His tears were so shocked, in his heart he kept asking.

Oh...Asha, what spell have you cast on that stone man?

"That's dramatic..."

The tip of his lips smiled faintly and slightly shrugged his shoulders. He was really impressed with Azam's change.

...****************...

The sharp storm had indeed left the earth Talihan but the black clouds were still there. Some houses are back on their feet and life is normal. It's just that the difference may be that the once crowded population of Talihan became a little reduced. Some families have lost their members and some are still intact but do not get a place to live as before. Not only does life stop at this stage, residents cannot mourn or even cheer for the wrath that overwhelms them. The criminals may have left Talihan easily and faced his new life. But what about the people who still exist? Can they live as normal as ever - what? What if a trauma approaches them?

Azam, with a handful of his formless heart tried to brace himself to pay his last respects to the late Mr. Sodikin. An elderly man who was one hundred percent in favor of the Azam rebellion. A weathered man who sacrificed his soul and body to protect the unity of Azam. An old man who will probably always be an inspiration to the weak soul of Azam. I don't know, the world is full of stories. The noble-hearted man must be willing to be eliminated from his role and other evil humans are still free to take action on stage.

By sprinkling rose petals on the navel of Mr. Sodikin, Azam crouched and rubbed and looked at the gravestone carved by the name of Mr. Sodikin. The man deeply regretted what had happened, more with the loss of life of the noble man he respected. But whether a curse or a blessing, his heart now trembled and swore never to let go of the bandits.

"Already - already, we don't have much time. We'll be flying soon...."

Sam stood behind Azam with his servant's staff and pride.

"He helped me so much. I'm not gonna let that jerk live a quiet life..."

"Well I know.now we have to concentrate on the next strategy. Come....!"

Azam left the hero-eating garden heavily. He accidentally remembered someone as vulnerable as Mr. Sodiki. A man who is so good in his life. Kiyai Lathif, suddenly his shadow came to Azam's memory and made him immediately want to meet and apologize for all the mistakes he had committed. Her ashes never demanded anything from her, but Azam was like a fire that was difficult to extinguish if he had to remember his past. His wounds re-energized as he recalled his past. The past that had managed to harbor poison in his heart for so many years. Even Abinya, Kiyai Lathif could not afford to just ease the blaze.

Azam with all the black grudges covering his soul seemed reluctant to erode it. Even with great difficulty he cultivated that grudge without any antidote. Mr. Sodikin's death gave a hard slap on him to both his parents.

He had to go home soon, meet and sungkem under the feet of Abi and Uminya might be able to disguise his fear of death that could one day approach them like Mr. Sodikin. Kiyai Latif and Nyai Halimah are not people who are anti-death, they are ordinary people who can die at any time. And will leave regret on Azam's soul in the future.

Alhamdulillahot...Ramadlan Happy...

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