CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN
#33
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Allahummashalli 'Alaaa Sayyidina Muhammad
Wa'alaa'aalihi Sayyidina Muhammad
Fahmi deliberately chose the rat road as an alternative, quiet and smooth course. Fahmi is good when it comes to Alternatives.
"Did you like to live and teach there? Is there anything left behind?"
Chirps Fahmi for Asha who looks very uninspired.
"I've checked everything, it's neatly arranged in a suitcase!"
Fahmi chuckles, between bitter and the desire to shake Asha's body from any delusion.
"Do you think it's just something? The heart is also a living thing. Look, the detachment is so loud, isn't it?"
"Hmm..good dong, means that sitting next to me is still alive...!"
"Well, just a week at Kiyai Lathif's house has changed your speaking style! Indeed his son is good at teaching people with spit...!"
"It has nothing to do with him!"
Asha cut in his defense but continued again.
"God, I still can't believe that he's the son of Kiyai Lathif...!"
The girl laughed, somehow her honey bead looked at which part of nirvana.
"Not many know Asha, just devision 03 and Sam as our big boss, you are someone else who knows it.I myself am confused, why his life is very different in every environment. Azam is like a chameleon!"
"People say a piece of honesty is the most expensive and luminous piece of jewelry compared to a diamond. But why is it so hard to find that light in him?"
Asha's subtle whisperings were like electricity stinging his heart, the salt-studded wound making him as sick as the pain of his already severely fractured heart.
"You care so much about him?"
Perfect already, Fahmi's heart is no longer shaped. Laughing at himself who tried to smile full of pure - pure.
"What did you say?"
Fahmi rubbed the hijab that covered Asha's head while muttering indistinctly.
"Ckkk...your mind drifted where - where?"
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Fahmi glanced at the upper rearview mirror, then turned on the left and right side glasses to facilitate his vision on the two black sedan cars that knelt him on the quiet road. It seemed like they had no intention of overtaking them and keeping a distance so as not to get too far away from him.
"Mi...it looks like they're following us?"
"Maybe they're drivers who avoid traffic on big highways like we're Sha"
Fahmi tries to calm down, as it is the most important element in life defense and heart health.
"I think so because they've been following us since Askhabul Kahfi!"
Fahmi glanced once more at the rearview outside his Toyota Camry.
"Tighten your seat belts!"
Fahmi plugged his gas after warning Asha, driving madly on the paved road. The two metallic cars behind him latah according to the way Fahmi glides. Fahmi continues to focus on cars - ugalannya. If anyone is watching, they think there is a wild race.
Fahmi turned sharply to the left turn and made Asha also bounce on the glass left side. Fahmi grimacing.
Fahmi tries to grab Asha's head to wipe and protect. The speed of his car was still beyond common sense with only one hand driving.
"Yes greetings..Who is this bagundal?"
Fahmi hit the steering wheel while staring at Asha who was already panicking instead of playing.
"Mimi.we have to get out of here!"
The girl said loudly, scared to death if the car arrived - suddenly crashed into her car.
"Yes..but this road is like Tamiya road, you see right?"
Fahmi followed up in a panic, he saw a metallic shine coming out of the windows of those who were trying to squeeze Fahmi's car. Shit, they were intent on trying or killing.
To kill?!
One bullet shot into the air.
"Allahuakbar...!"
Asha screamed uncontrollably. The girl no longer wanted to hear anything related to the eruption or scream, just once. The events of a few months ago were still warm in his memory, his body began to tremble until his fingers clenched together.
The sound of gunfire was heard again, Fahmi thought if they were eyeing the tires of his car. Fahmi is twisting to the right, but unfortunately the puluru is even stray towards the rear glass. The wind blows from there.
Fahmi forces Asha to duck, fearing that - if there are stray bullets due to indiscriminate attacks on them. A loud explosion accompanied the speed of his car that was out of control, hot lead was right hit the front car tire. A strange squeaking sound was heard as the car tires drove by faltering - jaws.
A large rock was built to make Fahmi wriggle in shock, there is no other way but to slam the steering wheel in any direction. Surviving the tiger enclosure and entering the crocodile's mouth for a moment they received a large tree as the object of their vision.
Without a second of thought, Fahmi pulls Asha into his arms at that crucial moment. Just before the violent impact felt crumpled the bones of his left hand because of the broken window glass and scattered everywhere. Samar - faint he can see the blood dirtying his shirt, but his legs are difficult to move because of the driver's pinch. The head might break in a moment, blood flow entering his eyeball. At that time only one that Fahmi wanted to remember if the time was over.
That is the voice of Asha who kept calling - calling anxiously mixed sobs into his last memory. Had Asha had a little empty space in her heart for Fahmi, she might have been happier in welcoming her sacrifice. But this is okay, because he loves Asha sincerely. Always was.
"Mimi's...Mimi's...Mimi's...Oh God!"
Asha could not move, as Fahmi's embrace was too strong.
"Uhibbu jiddan, I love you. Always...!"
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Asha was lying on the sack floor, her hands were swatted back with ties of dirty cloth mixed with dried blood. Asha was like a huge fetus curled up. Only his regular breathing signified that the girl was still alive.
"Beautiful.interesting..and good-bodied. What if I smuggle you into a brothel. You have a lot of customers from all walks of life. A place for one of the family members that my boss hates..."
Steven said it was disgusting. Asha looked pale and weak with her lips broken - broken by dehydration. He would rather die than drink in a glass of human urine.
Both of his eyes looked reddened as they were filled with warm water which seemed to be producing incessantly. Especially if thinking about Fahmi's condition makes him languish.
"Before the mission of eliminating your family is accomplished, will you serve me just once. I'm the only one, pretty!"
Her side of the headscarf was touched without permission.
His eyelids were open, enough to let that bastard man insult him.
"Keep that filthy hand of yours...!!!"
Asha brushed it aside while slashing backwards, her eyes flashed - a flash of hatred.
"You think all women are just like the ones in your brain! If you can't hold back your animal lust, go out there. Many loyal trashy women are waiting for you!!!!"
Steven was petrified, his eyes as if ready to stab - the pricks of anyone who looked at him. His left hand was raised into the air and ready to float on the Asah cheek. The slap was too loud until the girl's head hit the wall behind her.
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