CHASING THE PEARL OF HEAVEN
#56
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Allahumma Shalli 'ala Sayyidina Muhammad
Wa'alaa Alihii Sayyidina Muhammad
"You're okay, what?"
His voice was firm, a man in a TNI uniform.
"Who are you?"
Ask suspiciously. The person being asked raised an eyebrow.
"Isn't the question reversed, young man? I should have asked like that. You chuckled in my private firing range?"
Instead of answering, Azam even squealed while pinching his throbbing temple.
Fainted on the street? A timing?
"What's your name and where are you from?"
The man is still demanding. Azam narrowed his eyes, why is everyone in TNI uniform always arrogant
"Khairul Azam and I are not who - who is like the question you mean, understand! I'm not an intruder who would steal a gun in your shooting field".
Azam replied with annoyance.
The man in TNI uniform frowned, never expecting to meet such a sassy and disrespectful young man. So bold.
"What happened to me?"
Turn Azam asked.
The TNI member folded his hands on his chest, looking very irritated at Azam's haughty attitude.
"And I told you, you were lying in my shooting field, but you didn't faint, the doctor said you collapsed"
"Collapse?"
"You're not an addict, are you?"
Azam grabbed the blanket and got off the bed.
"I told you I'm not who - who you mean. I just accidentally fell in there!"
Azam noticed the man in the army's attached TNI uniform.
"Well, sir__whatever your rank I thank you for your help. But I am so sorry I didn't get to return the favor".
The TNI followed Azam's steps to the side of the teak door.
"My name is Akbar Simanjuntak"
Azam hung his hand on the doorway.
"Well, I know. I've seen it in your uniform!"
Then his figure had pulled the door and left just like that, two thanks that really could not be accepted by Sam.
But well, eventually Sam finds a replica of Bahar rising from a shocking death. A proud, arrogant, arrogant figure and knows everything.
Sam reached into the phone in the pocket of the PDL pants, deftly pressing the call button.
"I found it, returned to the headquarters and decided on any form of cooperation with Sahrir Tanjung"
"Wait__you found Gilang?"
"Yes, so stop your search with Raden. Go home Raihan, there's a job you have to do!"
"Well, what am I supposed to do?"
Sam gulped down the red liquid, permeating its sweet and bitter taste simultaneously.
"Please persuade him to join the G30RM, Raihan. Give him whatever he needs like shelter, money, training, education whatever?"
"Of course"
Raihan chuckled, the G40RM members will find a new golden member.
Sam turned off his phone, sitting on a couch covered in tiger skin had a chance to smile.
If only you knew that I was the one who took you to the hospital every week with your mother. In fact you don't recognize me at all, Gilang.
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"Let's treat brother's wounds"
Asha grasped Azam's finger to bring him into the house.
"Sister's wounds must be treated, even though they have been handled, they must still be wrapped. What about infection?"
Asha said softly, knowing that her husband would not want to treat the wounds he got from his work.
"I've come to pick you up Sha, there's something important that I have to show you as a representative of my unit"
Azam tried to strengthen himself.
The smile on Asha's face disappeared, the woman frowned.
"Pick me up? Representative of the unit? What is your brother talking about?"
"You'll find out later"
And Azam will be destroyed with Asha, even more destroyed when he sees his loved ones destroyed.
Azam entered his Jeep car stiffly, making Asha move in doubt with the oddity. Tickle Azam's face full of points - points of blood stains on his head.
"Mama may have gotten there"
Azam opened a conversation between them while starting the car engine.
Asha was more confused to respond to the situation, her chest was beating faster.
"Mama? Where exactly is our goal? Why is Mama coming?"
Azam did not answer, his facial expression changed. From stiff to sad, from sad to angry and disappointed not to escape the observation of Asha. It made the woman even more afraid of him.
Azam stared straight at every path he walked, as if he was daydreaming about many things. His car was parked in the area of Fatmawati Hospital, then came out quickly and passed through the hallways of the hospital without caring about Asha's questions since the trip. And his steps stopped in front of the morgue door, people in TNI uniforms were seen pacing - mandirs patrolling near the entrance.
Asha stunned.
"Well, what's going on? Why did you bring me here?"
Azam took a quick glance, without answering his steps entering the morgue. And Asha was even more surprised when she saw Hanifa standing by a corpse covered in white cloth. His steps trembled, approaching Hanifah.
"Ma, uh,"
His whisper was slow, Asha was unable to speak.
"Mama why is she here?"
Hanifah did not answer, her countenance was cold as Azam. His eyes glared blankly at the corpse covered in cloth. Her tears continued to slide rapidly even without blinking.
Asha was angry, why did everyone treat her like this when she needed an explanation. His hand reached for Hanifah's increasingly unreactive face.
"Ma, tell me this isn't Papa right?"
Hanifa remained silent despite being shaken several times.
"Bang Azam!"
Asha turned his head, Azam seemed to close his eyes for a moment.
Then Azam moved closer to the body and pulled out the covering cloth. Asha's tears fell unbendingly, spreading like lotus leaves on the water.
Iqbal Dirgantar lay with a very pale face, his lips that used to throw a frozen smile were now completely frozen. It has taken the almighty to face his blood. Asha screamed, without waiting for a long time her heart fell to the floor and headed.
"Father.yes Allah!"
Asha screamed over to Iqbal Dirgantara's body, felt his ice-cold face and roared. Rubbing his tapered cheek while tracing the marks of the elongated stitches on his neck.
Asha was mired in the dark abyss of reality, which she did not want to believe. Is that how quickly Iqbal Dirgantara left his family? Without a message, without a last word. But was not death suddenly designed by God?
Azam looked at Asha with empty eyes, hearing how his wife's desperate voice, as well as her painful cries. Just like his prediction, when he saw Asha destroyed, he was destroyed. Azam closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the corpse of Iqbal Dirgantara for a second. No, because it was the same as forcing her to remember her breakup with Asha that might happen soon.
Azam wanted to forget everything, killing his bad memories that night in the Shamsudin Bahar warehouse. But he will not run, and will only be able to show his destruction in front of his wife's face.
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