CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN
#34
*B*bornahrahmaanirrahim*
Allahumma Shalli'alaa Sayyidina Muhammad
Wa'alaa 'Alihii Sayyidina Muhammad
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 Asha's cheek. The slap was too loud until the girl's head hit the wall behind her.
"You're a woman who doesn't know she's lucky!"
"Why indeed? Are you offended? Never throw a dirty word at me! You and your family deserve to be there so it's fitting to reflect your personality! What - you want to slap me again? Please, I'm not afraid! No amount of torment can ever hurt me because God 'Azzawajalla is a god who will strengthen my power from the zdalim like you!"
The sound of running feet came entering the room.
"What's wrong?"
The Chinese man clenched his teeth.
"This girl asked to be shot, shoot her now. I'm sick of hearing her conspiracies with God!"
"Yes, just shoot me and let my cousin go and don't involve my family in this!"
The other cowboy hat man laughed very loudly.
"Stupid! It is precisely your Father and Grandfather who must pay for all this because they have too many sins that they have accumulated. And damn it you will be dragged into it too. You just need to stretch your life slowly - slowly then I will send your body to your doorstep...!"
Said the man was sadistic, faintly Asha could see the face of the man of Arab descent. Unexpectedly, the man took out a match and a candle from his pants pocket. Play it like crazy.
"Now come, let's see how this waxy liquid drips over your pretty face...!"
Asha almost slumped, fear took hold of her. The man walked slowly with a candle whose axis was already burning with fire, the light was dancing - nari touched the wall. Asha closed her eyes, Hanifa's shadow began to enter her mind between the tension. His voice gently caressed his hearing.
'A man once came to Rosulullah SAW and asked. " O Messenger, what do you think if someone tries to take away my property and punish me?"
He answered
"Then you should never give it"
Then he asked again.
"What if he fights me?"
Rosulallah answered firmly.
"Then fight him!"
The man was not satisfied either.
"What if he kills me?"
"Then you are martyred"
Finally, the man asked.
"What if I kill him?"
Rosulullah replied firmly.
"Then he went to hell!"
Narrated HR Muslim.
Do not be afraid of my daughter. Rise up and fight them. Verily, you are not a weak-hearted woman'
As soon as Hanifah's shadow came, it was as fast as it was lost in the mist.
"Let's do, your deeds will put you in the sin of Hirabah for fighting Allah and His Messenger!"
The Chinese man squinted his spiteful eyes at Asha.
"Just shut her mouth, I hate everything that comes out of her mouth...!"
"No need for Stev...You'll be happier when you hear her scream in pain...!"
Men wearing cowboy hats gather near Asha.
"Well one drop, give your palm a beautiful hand...!"
His arm was forcefully pulled and felt the droplets of wax on it, feeling hot and burning.
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"What did you guys do to him?"
The headquarters of G03RM was made rowdy with the arrival of a person in TNI air force uniform. The man forced his way in by banging on the door with metal that he could get out of nowhere. Residents in it automatically scatter and brandish the gun ready to shoot. Regardless of the weapons attack, Iqbal continued to walk towards Azam who was still standing rigidly.
Revised 03 G03RM spontaneously wanted to attack and defend its chairman but Azam raised his hand. There is blood coming out at the corner of his lips due to the bending of Iqbal Dirgantara.
"Hey man, be polite when you're in the tiger's cage!"
Shoot Elhakim while pointing his gun at Iqbal's angry face.
Azam acted as a divorcee, descended the muzzle of Elhakim so as not to lead to anyone.
"What are you - what the hell? Cinnamon? You were beaten by him and we can't help you? See, you're also just standing like a statue?"
Iqbal glanced sharply.
"Ckkk deserve your brains to be shallow because you hang out with a bunch like them!"
Elhakim lost his temper because of Iqbal's words.
"You think I'm afraid of your striped uniform? Hey old bangka!!!"
"Enough!!!"
Azam pushed Elhakim's shoulder back one step. Just the young man glared.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING_?"
"Shit up! He's my future father-in-law and you should respect him!"
Point. Azam said like it was final. The six members who were assigned to Mabes froze like ice from Columbia. Everyone stood up and watched Azam's calm, charismatic and serious face.
Thought Ivory, Azam had impregnated girls people when seen how beautiful the members of the army.
"How dare you?!"
But strangely, Iqbal's voice seemed choked and could not deny anything Azam said. To be honest Azam was no less surprised by the arrival of the Colonel to the Headquarters.
"What if you go inside and have a cup of coffee with me?"
Iqbal snorted, between annoyance and contempt.
"No need for bases - stale. I'm not here to drink anything!"
Thought at one by one the faces of the G30RM members with a suspicious look, his face was nothing to believe.
"I don't understand what you're saying, Colonel? Go home and drive with your heart"
Enough is enough, Azam concluded that the Colonel only wanted to make it go up.
The young man coded his members to disperse and enter his base. But Iqbal continued to search it until the success of making Azam freeze from head to toe.
"My jaw! Where are you hiding it? Where did you hide my daughter for this one week...??!!!"
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"Damn it! I shouldn't have loosened my guard for him. I thought he was still in the pesantren and now Fahmi's gone too! Where are they really?!"
Iqbal tensely sat beside Azam as turbid as Azam.
Elhakim, Ivory and Peter were sitting crammed in the backseat. Don't shut up and keep blaming each other.
"Better you guys check his position using my phone than to keep on fussing like a kitten!"
Tegur Azam through the rearview mirror and followed by the throwing of his cellphone that landed on the lap of Elhakim.
Iqbal spoke but with stiff lips.
"Are you able to accurately trace where they are?"
"Yes.Fahmi's phone is one suit with my phone"
Answer Azam without taste.
"Well, how fast are you driving to Wonogiri in two hours?"
Azam glanced at the man while grinning in annoyance.
"It can be very fast. You just look!"
As fast as lightning the young man overtakes the dealer's vehicle in a gasp. The four-wheeled Jeep swerved and then glided smoothly at spectacular speed. In that silence he split the road to another province using constant speed, making others who drive have to step aside regularly if they do not want to be hit.
Passion ...spirit..don't forget to leave a trace.
Give Chrysanthemum let me be more active.inshaAllah there are 1 episode more.
