HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

HEARTBREAKING TRAGEDY

Zahrana doesn't understand why her husband since coming home shopping can become more aggressive. Never once did Zahrana feel lulled so far by the behavior of her husband who suddenly misbehaved on those two nights, even last night at his own parents' house.

Lucky that day they did have to wake up early to prepare to leave for Ajis's parents' house, because travel will pick them up there at seven.

Somehow Zahrana felt so hard to separate from her family, like their first separation after her marriage to Ajis.

Zahrana looks reluctant to take off his arms with his father and mother. Like iron that is very difficult to remove from a magnet. There was a deep sadness that he felt when he looked at his parents and Muslims as he said goodbye.

Faiz and Faiza who had also woken up embraced him for so long. Just that time the crying kids let go of her.

"Faiz and Faiza love you?" Zahrana asked whispering to the two boys.

"Sa-the..." Nod them with lips pout holding back the cry. Faiz's index finger was twitching on his own teeth. The boy was really sad when he took it off.

"If you love me, don't cry like that. Tomorrow I'll be home again. We're gonna be a lot of people in this house. Keep on, persuade mommy to make you guys stay back in this house, yeah..." Zahrana calmed the boy down. He glanced for a moment at Rianur who looked embarrassed to hear his words.

The two boys nodded. But their tears still broke.

After saying goodbye, the four of them returned to Ajis's parents' house. Zahrana's eyes could not be separated to look at Maira's reddened face withholding the pleasure of the youngest sister's.

Oh Maira's... Like brother Zahra when you are with bang Ajis you deck, if again with Hidayat so...

When they arrived at the house of Ajis' parents, they just stopped by to say goodbye. Because they had not been able to enter, there was a horn sound from the black gran max car behind the fence of the house.

The same thing happened. Zahrana was so sad to say goodbye to her in-laws and sister-in-law.

"Tomorrow Mom and Dad play to where you guys are... So Nak Zahra don't cry..." Persuade Ajis' mother while wiping her tears with great difficulty.

"Yes, Mommy... Tomorrow we'll get together again. There's mom and dad, there's Zahra's mom and dad. We'll all get together. Promise not to cry, Mom..." Zahrana Pinta.

Ajis, who saw his wife and mother so familiar with each other, held back his tears. Why so bitter? His inner.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..." Zahrana said as she was about to board the car. His body suddenly shook, but was muffled instantly by the time the ascending Ajis first reached out to him.

Hidayat sat in front next to the driver, while Ajis and Zahrana sat separately in the back, because the car seat was opened in the middle and back to the right of the car so that Hidayat's motorbike could enter.

That day they returned to their home in the city, and the next day Hidayat would also start going to college. So that's why they decided not to linger in the village, let alone Ajis subscription has many who call.

Three hours of travel had already made them tired. Zahrana seemed to be asleep in her position. While Ajis has begun to sleepy also in the back. Only the laughter of Hidayat was busy chatting with a travel driver he had just recognized.

Unable to fall asleep, a loud explosion shocked Ajis.

"Astaghfirullah p 'Azhiiim..." His screech was so loud that he hurried to get up and put his hand to Zahrana's neck to hold his wife's body so as not to fall forward.

The car they were riding in was suddenly out of control. While Zahrana who woke up due to the sound of the explosion, instead cried hysterically full of fear.

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Dozens of cars were burned along the road. Many of the victims were injured, some were even killed and difficult to recognize.

Starting from a large wooden cargo volvo truck when passing through an uphill bend. The big wood was detached from its ties and hit the pertamina tank car which was not far from behind it, so the first tank car was rolled and spilled its contents on the road.

All panic. Some tried to drive their cars away from the place, and some came out of their cars, because their cars were pinched and difficult to get away.

I don't know where the spark came from and made a big explosion, so it burned dozens of cars that lined there, right and left.

No human voice was heard at all because the explosion was in a row about their cars alternating. Although they tried to save themselves, not all of them were able to get out of that heartbreaking cycle of tragedy.

The cries of the survivors were so high that they mourned their trapped families and became corpses there.

"Astaghfirullah's.... Oh Allah... Extinguishing car... Tolooo... Tolooo... Tolooo..." No longer can you hear the words of the people there who ran to and fro in panic.

Car sirens are also deafening and add to the heartache that is watching. Either sirens of fire engines, police cars, or ambulance cars. All were united there to bring down medical and personnel assistance to the victims. Not even a few reporters came to cover the news at the scene.

The earth mourned, no matter how much loss was experienced at that time, but clearly the pain of the hearts of the victims and families of the victims was the greatest loss experienced.

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