CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN

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Allahumma Shalli'alaa Sayyidina Muhammad

Wa'alaa Alihii Sayyidina Muhammad

The Falcon 900EX finally landed on a grassy field after chasing for hours. There's a giant zinc warehouse standing there. Azam prepared an emergency landing, without waiting for Cristian's preparations, Azam came out and immediately chased after the herd without thinking about the numbers that were indeed defeated.

Tubi - Azam tubes blasted the bullet like an orang-in-waiting and ambitious to finish off Sahrir Tanjung and its people.

"Your dogs are! Dogs!!! Stop Tanjung..finish your business with me!!!"

Azam was so emotional that Cris was made confused to compensate for the man's running speed.

"Azam! Stop Khairul Azam! Khairul Azam!"

Cris shouted loudly but Azam did not care.

"We have to make a plan to attack as well as defend ourselves, we're just both Azam!"

Cristian explained, Azam restored messy hair repeatedly.

"Well, what are you proposing?"

"I'll comb the left side of the warehouse and you go right, communication must remain intertwined. We'll use the code to exchange information!"

"Okay, let's do it now!"

Azam went straight down the giant zinc warehouse on the right.

Hundreds of vats of the first-looking former paving object, Azam paved the way by conspiring to follow the lines of the vat to hide himself. The barn was so big that any sound would sound nyating there. Suddenly a barrage of bullets attacked him, Azam rolled behind a sack of rice. Azam swore, will not let someone who threw the bullet survive. He brandished Hackles' pistol by hiding himself behind a pile of cardboard.

"Get out you bastard!!!"

Shouted Azam by throwing his bullet right on the shoulders of the man in black.

Without a second thought, Azam greeted the man and gave a long kick to the body of pain.

"Where are you hiding that bastard? Say, quick!!!"

Azam's neck twisted in all directions.

"Shut your mouth, little man!!"

Tanjung revealed her nose shaft, throwing a folding knife at Azak before the man realized. Azam's arm was bleeding from a knife.

"How does it feel, pain isn't it? Which pain did you get when you found out that you were just someone Abdurrahman pulled out of a dumpster, huh?"

Azam clenched into his two hands. K, if this is the way, the fugitives will not get into the prison but in the finish of his hands one by one.

"Long time no see"

The man said, arriving.

The sentence was ringing in Azam's hearing, like a bee entering and buzzing. What's with that sentence? Azam's gaze momentarily blurred.

"you still remember me don't you, Khairul Azam?"

Azam gripping hair, headache not playing.

"I'm looking for information about you, who you really are who always lust wants to throw me in jail. It's just some fucking intel!"

Beaver, Azam crashing Sahrir's tangled - tubi. Adu jotos Azam's fist with the face of Sahrir Tanjung could not be controlled. The man coughed - coughing up blood from his jaw in Azam's fist.

"You're a fidelity, Huh?"

Sahrir tried to resist Azam's chastisement.

"Do you not like seeing me?"

"I want to smash your face!"

Azam was cold, his heavy breathing hanging down his throat.

"Long time no see, my little brother"

The man patted Azam's shirt that had been exposed to his blood.

"You are crazy Sahrir! Worth being a loser!"

"Abang, that's how you should have called me. No matter how bad my attitude towards you was in the past, that call you always mentioned to me!"

Azam's head hurt in the contents of many strange sounds that exclaimed - exciting, now completed visualization.

"I searched for you for years, until I found you in wonogiri. Rancid bastard, why did you become intel, Huh? You don't know how hard I protect your name from Samsyudin Bahar!You don't know, do you? He was your real father who always wanted your life! Now I want to kill you!"

Azam let go of the check on Sahrir's neck, his head getting louder to think. It all felt like a Molotov cocktail ready to explode. The name of Shamsudin Bahar is like no stranger to his hearing. No stranger, the name is like often spoken when the visual of a husband and wife often quarrel violently.

"Enough, stop!"

Now the visual of the woman crawling on the edge of the abyss cries and begs Azam to go far away immediately.

"I know you're dead, but I insist on finding your trail. I don't get it? Tell me if you know why I care about you!"

Sahrir gasped, tired of everything that happened.

"Because I'm your brother"

Azam groaned, his head hurt. But Sahrir kept on babbling.

"You understand that. You are not Khairul Azam. You are Gilang Panji Wiratama, different father to me but our mother is the same"

"Stop, my head hurts! Goddamn it!"

"I did disagree when you accepted the match that was supposed to be for me. I also always hate you a long time ago because you are my half-brother, but I hate it more when I know your life is the target of Bahar. But you think I'm the cause of my family's death into that abyss! You're surprised, aren't you? I'd rather work with Bahar to remove your tracks. Goddamn it, I want to kill you right now!"

"That's enough!!"

"AWAS!"

Azam rolled to the floor, Sahrir's arm pushed him when he heard gunshots coming from the hallway. Someone gave Azam a shot, but the bullet went through Sahrir's stomach because he wanted to protect him.

Sahrir lay on his back, holding his blood-soaked stomach.

"Satherers"

Azam grabbed Sahrir's knife and threw it at the shooter. The man fell down and then hit Azam with the tip of his knife. As a result of his fidelity, he continued to repeat the stab and his knife fell to the floor until it clanked.

Azam is chaotic like a depleted settlement in the lunge of a flash flood. Trained he approached Sahrir, received a small smile that judges.

"Your love is back, brother?"

"I don't want to admit it"

Sahrir laughed scornfully, laughing cheerfully after parting ways with his sister for years.

"I'm not a good brother, I'm too cowardly to protect you. Our mother!"

Azam closed his mouth, taking a breath to control his emotions.

"Shut your mouth, the helicopter will be here soon and take you to the hospital!"

His face and voice were flat, but Azam could not lie to himself about the mirror before him.

"But I'm glad to see you again who can calm me down with a different side!"

"Don't talk anymore, you're losing a lot of blood"

Azam grabbed any cloth to clog his blood.

Sahrir's body convulsed, his clenched arms enduring the pain.

"Send my regards to your wife"

His whisper was slow, thin as the mist that enveloped the room. Then his body didn't move anymore.

Azam sat beside him, having no energy to move. Sahrir Tanjung gave up his life for his sister.

"You're pathetic Sahrir, more pathetic than me. What are you thinking until you're willing to change your life"

Azam enjoyed every mess.

The sound of a helicopter out there, the footprints began to penetrate the room.

"Khaira!!!"

Sam ran up to him, stunned to see Sahrir's corpse lying beside him.

Azam raised his face, standing looking at Sam with a face full of determination.

"I'm going to kill that bastard, it's all their fault"

"Please calm down Khairul, you also have to think clearly. Khairul__?!"

Azam passed like a lion hunter, lost in an instant from Sam's sight.

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