HIDAYAH TO THE MAFIA.
SIDDIQ SHOT.
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If your happiness in the world you cannot write as you wish, then be eager to strive for the happiness of your afterlife. For God gives every man the opportunity to pioneer and seek the happiness of the Hereafter in his way of attaining His pleasure.
Don't give up when the struggle still needs your spirit. Don't stop while your life is still stuck in your body. Keep fighting until your last breath closes with the phrase, "Laa illaaha ilallaah.."
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Siddiq, who had stood so hard, even though he was injured, was shot by Richard. Now he immediately drooped weakly and fell to the ground while holding his chest that had been drenched in blood. After he saw the departure of Richard and his men who ran off the ridge for fear of the white Tiger. Seeing Siddiq fall to the ground, making the santri and the other Ustadz immediately surprised.
"Astaghfiullah! Ustadz Siddiq!" yell them all. And spontaneously they went straight to Siddiq, and then they immediately lifted Siddiq's body and took him to the pendopo. Kyai Ibrahim was already there. And he was very surprised when he saw Siddiq being carried by his disciples.
"Innaliki! What happened to you, son?" ibrahim asked, after the santri put Siddiq's body on the carpeted floor.
"Sorry, Ana answered Mr. Kyai. Ustadz Siddiq was shot by the black-jacketed Brotherhood, Pak Kyai," replied one of the students who had taken Siddiq's body.
"True Kyai, Ustadz Siddiq was a little careless, so he was shot" continued Ustadz Ilham.
"Astaghfirullah, let's take him to the hospital! You guys please lift up his body, and take it straight to my car!" abraham said to his Santrinya. "And you please call Aliyah (wife) She's fast!" he continued, to one of his other students.
"Na'am Kyai!" reply them simultaneously. And immediately did what Ibrahim had commanded. One person went to pick Hidayah up. And four others lifted up the body of Siddiq, who was unconscious. Then the four took Siddiq directly to his car Ibrahim who was under the hill.
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Meanwhile, at Siddiq's cabin.
Hidayah was pacing back and forth in his room, he looked very agitated. Moreover, he had heard the sound of gunfire again. So no wonder, if she was getting anxious, because she was very worried about her husband.
"Astaghfirullah. Isn't that the sound of gunfire? God is exactly what happened. May nothing happen to them all, protect this shelter, O Allah," muttered Hidayah, in his agitation. Because he was still feeling restless, he went back and forth, around his room with increasingly unpleasant feelings.
"Oh my God, what is this? Why is Ana feeling so bad? And what's with Ana's heart anyway? How has Ana's heart rate been getting louder, huh?" he murmured again, as he walked to the edge of his bed, and then he sat there, stroking his chest, where there was his heart racing.
"Why does Ana always keep on thinking on Mas Siddiq's face huh? Hopefully nothing happens to Mas Siddiq, protect Him, Rabb," he said again.
But not to mention Hidayah's step up to his kitchen, suddenly he heard the sound of knocking on the door from outside. Making him slightly jerked, and suddenly also his heart was pounding more erratically. Because there is a feeling of fear, and also of curiosity, of becoming one. But because the beat is getting tighter, making the curiosity even bigger. And he went straight to the door of his cottage, saying.
"Who's there?" he asked, without opening the door. She remembered her husband's message. Not to open the door before her husband asks for it.
"Assalamu'alaikum Ustadzah! Ana Fahrul!" a boy's responsibilities from the outside.
"Wa'alaikumus hail warahmatullahi wabarakatu, what's the matter Fahrul?" ask Hidayah again, still not willing to open the door of his cottage.
"Sorry Ustadzah, Ana asked Mr. Kyai, to call Ustadzah," replied the young man politely.
"Eh, what's up? But sorry Fahrul, Ana was ordered by Ustadz Siddiq, so as not to open the door, before he asked for it. Therefore Ana cannot fulfill Kyai's wishes, unless you want to call Ustadz Siddiq here. For that would you call him Fahrul?" said Hidayah and she also asked Fahrul to call her husband.
"Sorry Ustadzah, Ana cannot call Ustadz Siddiq. Because he is currently seriously injured. Because when fighting was Ustadz Siddiq shot," replied Fahrul, which he finally explained what happened to Siddiq.
Hearing the explanation of his santrinya Siddiq, suddenly Hidayah's body immediately trembled, even his body immediately slumped down and finally he sat on the floor. "Astaghfirullah what is this ordeal?" he muttered with a face that looked so anxious. Even without feeling her tears had just flowed through her cheeks.
"Ustadzah? Are you okay?" ask Fahrul from the outside, because after he explained everything. Hidayah's voice was no longer heard.
"Yes Ana is fine" Hidayah replied, sounding soft.
"Alhamdulillah.. Then can Ustadzah see Mr. Kyai as soon as possible? Because Mr. Kyai, want to immediately bring Ustadz Siddiq to the hospital," said Fahrul, again explained the order from Ibrahim.
Hearing that, Hidayah tried to get up from his seat, saying, "Yaa Ana can, wait a minute Fahrul!" he said and he rushed to his room to get his veil. After the veil was attached, he rushed to the door and opened it.
"Come on Fahrul, we're there!" he said, and immediately stepped out his feet after he closed the door. And both of them went straight to the main pendopo. Upon arrival there Hidayah was immediately escorted by several other santri to his car Ibrahim who was under the hill. When he got to the bottom of the hill, Hidayah saw Kyai Ibrahim standing next to his car. With such a sad face, made Hidayah become curious.
"A-assalamu'alaikum Kyai? W-what the hell has happened to Mas Siddiq, Kyai?"
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