CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

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He is Khoirul Azam, joined in the most secretive and most dangerous but very clean agency.G02RM Linked to the sovereignty of NKRI who always put forward the welfare of the people make this plot willing to feel the crumbling of bones and blood.

Being an intelligence agency, detective or eye - eyes is not only required to have strong stamina but he must have a capable brain ability. Suppose IQ must also more quickly analyze the ratio of logic to balance their brain intelligence.And Azam received the award with open arms.

But unfortunately, the reconnaissance that he did this time ended in vain.Asha had wasted 2 hours Azham time in a place that was really very foreign to him for free. Azam was like a rude person in that place because many young people - mudi there paired each other and chatted casually while enjoying the dishes they ordered.Sometimes also seen them chatting with each other affectionately because maybe they are lovers, and Azam is fed up with the sight of it all because love is not his world.

Azam began to groan in frustration, grabbed the iPad that had been in his backpack and began looking for GPS. Fought with the application for approximately 3 minutes finally Azam increasingly frustrated because the tool shows that the essence is already in the safe zone.

Shiitts....

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This incident at noon made Asha's mood really fall down.The girl was unrelenting - she stopped lamenting the excitement felt in her heart about the only man - the man who had dared to bully her violently in the publicly front. Sometimes her tears still flowed smoothly from the corner of her eyes.

Has Allah taken all sympathy from the hearts of men in return for the disbelief they spread in this world...

But Asha quickly realized and immediately begged the Khaliq for forgiveness for his bad prejudices.

Forgive me for all my prejudices against - Mu and allow me to continue to hate one of your creatures, Rabb...

The blanket that covered his face became a little wet due to the swift tears.Tak taste buds to join the dining table to eat his dinner.

His memory of his debates with Azam continued to dance in his mind, until he forgot the most valuable asset in the course of his educational career. Asha forgets the iPad that keeps all her lecture files in the tragedy of the canteen.whether it is lost or just left behind Asha has not realized it at all.

Until the baritone voice of his mother reminded him that the thing he relied on the most was now no longer with him.

"Darling..ie the princess tea from earlier telphon you continue but he said your handphon is not active...kumaha oruh???"

Hanifa tried to divert the fear of the princess by gently stroking Asha's long hair.

At that instant Asha aligned his sitting position so that he could see the mama's shady face.

"Yes later Asha telphon maa..."

"And also this is the time for dinner, son.do not delay the rezki that has been given to us..."

"Asha is not hungry yet..mama eat first yes...?"

"Hmmm.the heart was created not to think, but to use it with common sense..."

"But I really hate that man..."

"Darling. Don't get too late in your grief. Doesn't Alloh indeed create their own character and character? Then what makes you kufur Baby...?"

Hanifa blurted out the last sentence by pinching Asha's tiny nose. While the sweet girl immediately cleans the rest of the tears while hugging the mother.

"Astagfirulloh..forgive sins - the sins of Your servant, O Allah...!"

"And now you must eat immediately and learn from all that Allah has set. There is nothing more beautiful than gratitude...."

A slight smile began to unravel on Asha's sweet lips to make her remember something.

"Alloh..did mom see my iPad..."

Hanifa frowned both her eyebrows. His forehead wrinkled the sign he did not understand the slightest existence of the flat object.

"Where was the last time you put it...?"

"That's the problem maaa, I actually - totally forgot. I remember my iPad falling in the cafeteria tragedy..."

"Keep...?"

Hanifa was made to worry about the reality she had just heard.

"Content maa...I think I should immediately do the troublesome task before the punishment will fall on me...."

Asha hurried down from her bed and walked to the study table, living Labtop as soon as she checked her duties.

"It looks like the night I slept the night again maa...ya Alloh...!!!"

Hanifa shook her head after knowing the prolems experienced by her daughter, while Asha began to be powerless again to hold back her tears that slightly slid regretting all the calamities she faced.

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Azam walked a little shaky because of the tragedy last afternoon when he entered the room whose door was armored. The door automatically opens as he displays his face and presses his ID button. Instantly the scent of pine forest burst out from within the room. Azam immediately entered and he was surprised by the existence of Simanjuntak the leader who was sitting leaning on the sofa facing directly with Azam's oversized chair.

The man who is familiarly called Sam is not usually entering the Azam room without permission from the owner even though in reality the magnificent building and its assets are owned by Sam.But Sam does not like to do semena - mena to his mena.

"I heard your last reconnaissance failed..."

Sam asked a slightly stern question with his faithful cigar in the clap of his lips.

"I've been stalking for 2 hours, but the whistle came off without my knowledge..."

Azam answered the question from his superior while walking towards his great chair.

"You still have Azam's time, but it wasn't much..."

Azam took a deep breath and leaned his back.

"I've found the mistress bitch of that bastard. Tonight I will be executed..."

"Good.you can indeed be reliable..."

Sam placed his cigar on the ashtray before him before he continued his speech.

"And immediately prepare yourself, next week you and and 4 of your men are ready to go to Kalimantan..."

"You don't have to worry, this is my job. You just need to hear the good news from me..."

"I love working with you Khoirul Azam.kamu never let me down.this is a great mission, your failure will sacrifice many things and I hope it will not happen..."

Sam started to move from his seat. In essence, Sam has high hopes for Azam for his mission this time around.

Kalimantan is alleged to be the center of the illegal firearms production warehouse. The most beautiful place bestowed by God on the city of Bontang. With an area of only 406.70 KM2 it makes criminals like Prof. Aziz being a kufr will be a blessing that God has bestowed. Power and greed are obviously always their main motivations.