His wife Ustadz Part. 2
81. My Best Husband!
Hasna is still struggling with the steering wheel, gas pedal, brakes, clutch and speed.
"Track model U By? Nana has never been! at U sharp like this." cried Hasna realized the foreign tracks in front of her.
"Yes, there are two model U points in this circuit. Stay calm, my dear! Byby's here, keep up the pace, listen to Byby's instructions!"
"Good By!"
Hasna took her breath. He was prepared to follow the instructions of Afnan. A foreign thing he must be able to master urgently.
"Use the click clutch technique!"
"What By?"
"Clutch Kick! Honey!"
"Kick the clutch, keep the car spinning, baby! while the gas pedal is kept at a high turn. Then slide the body of the car maximum after." loud sound Afnan able to hear Hasna.
Afnan repeated the same word to get Hasna to understand. It must be done quickly, Hasna must understand the point. The finish line is a few meters away. But there is still one car they have to overtake.
Hasna seemed to be concentrating, she was understanding what Afnan was saying.
"Drifting first, honey! let the rear tire slip with a groove that is larger than the front tire, then point to the turn without reducing the speed of the car. Take into account carefully, make the car speed stable, do not let the car twist and lose control. The speed and angle of the turn must be accurate." Afnan said quickly.
"I'm sorry I don't understand, please repeat the words quickly, By!" pinta Hasna's.
"Ready, Honey!" Afnan repeated the words he had just said. "Don't you think?"
"Family, By!" Hasna smiled at Afnan.
"OK! Go.. go... go... drift! Clutching, stabilize the clutch directly braking play with brake. Approaching the bend, press the clutch, move to second gear. Stroke the gas to about 4500 rpm."
"Ready, By!" Hasna followed every instruction Afnan. He can understand quickly. What Afnan said. Although sometimes ask for a re-request although the possibility is small.
"Collutch off! feel the strong spin on the tyre, enjoy the fast rotary shakes on the machine. Make the rear tire rotate so fast that it loses traction until the rear of the car twists."
"OK!" the car that Hasna was driving started to increase speed. The rear tire rotates so fast that the car looks like a sharp swoop, the combination of brake and clutch squeaks when the gearshift and gas pedal jolt, sounds beautiful to the drifters, but certainly not for the layman. That's a terrible sound.
Hasna smiled satisfied with her technique just now. So even with Afnan, the real challenge is still in sight.
"Start the breaking technique, honey. pull the handbrake when entering the bend to lock the rear tire, in order to lose traction and create a drift movement (look skating)." Hasna followed what Afnan said.
"Bismillah!"
Hasna's car skated into a sharp corner. What is terrible, on the left side of the bend is a ravine with a depth of dozens of meters. If the miscalculation is a little, then fatal consequences
"Do HandBrake! (lifting the hand brake) previously step on the clutch, pull the hand-brake simultaneously, hold for a few seconds until finding the next turning point." Hasna found a point in Afnan's intent. The car also leads to a bend segment with the rear tire appears to be skating.
"Good Baby! Release the clutch, Now!" peekkik Afnan's. The car looks to roll into the next corner.
"Good job, Baby! fast press the gas while doing countersteering (bending the steering in the bend slowly but surely). Combine the Power Slide, be careful of the twelve-meter-deep ravine on the left point."
"It's gotten into the path between the fault and the straight." Screeches Hasna.
"Technical pedal mock runs out, control the direction of the car with the steering then countersteering!"
"Yes, good! align body, perform Shift Lock! drifting by lowering the position of the tooth so it is lower and Lock the tire."
"By already!"
"Drifting by way of kicking the clutch, honey! cause shocks to the transmission so that it affects the balance of the car. Right slidding. Let the rear tires slip." Hasna followed every instruction Afnan.
"Yes.good job, Baby! enter the bend, step on the brake pedal until the weight moves forward. Go straight on the gas pedal! use the Scandinavian Flick technique!"
"What?"
"Scandinavian Flick, honey! make the rear wheel drive sharply fitting the bend point."
"I Know!"
"Goody! start Now! go. move the weight of the vehicle to the outside. Turn the steering wheel towards the outside of the corner!" afnan.
"Ok, nice! turn the steering wheel around until the back of the car shifts. Keep a few seconds when cornering technique."
"Yes, By!"
"Good! Dynamic drifts. Now!
lift the gas pedal let the weight move from back to front." Hasna's car was past the bend.
"Www! Thank God, Nana succeeded By!" hasna shouted with a laugh. Afnan laughed broadly next to him by stroking Hasna's shoulder.
"Because you're smart, honey!"
"Thank you, By. I Love You Hubby Afnan's. You are my world. My Best Husband!" yelled Hasna when she had made it through a sharp corner before.
"Love you more, Baby! my cute wife! you are my world and Jannah. God's willing!"
The cup!
Afnan kissed Hasna's hand quickly.
The car is now on a straight line. One car he had to drive. Even if it looks easy. But Afnan reminded me not to jumawa. Because it could be failure they will get if they act wrong.
"Stabilize the speed, keep the car under control. There's still a job to do." Afnan.
"Nana, ready By!"
"Ok let's go. We end this with a victory." Hasna and Afnan spoke again basmallah.
"By!"
"Yes!"
"If Nana wins, can you ask for something?"
"Say!"
"Nana herself will handle the children to emigrate. Nana will be in the back row however, most importantly."
"Deal!" afnan said without thinking. Afnan understood what Hasna meant. His wife will be behind the scenes however, he has a big enough share later."
"OK! thank you By!"
"Add speed. Stick this car on the right end of the front car. Use Clutching and braking techniques in finding gaps, passing through them. This time Byby leave it to you! Byby will enjoy the process step by step until it ends at the finish line!"
"Good By!" Hasna pressed the gas pedal until now her car was right at the end of the car in front of her. Looking for a gap to precede, Hasna pressed the clutch and moved into the low gear.
Next Hasna blends between the clutch and brake until a loud buzzing from the engine of his car. The car in front of him was affected. From the gas swing they seemed to doubt.
"Shy crack, honey!" afnan said in a rather loud voice.
"Sure, By!" Hasna excited.
HandBrake Drift Hasna Technique. The clutch is stepped on and at the same time the hand-brake is pulled to eliminate traction. A few seconds the car appeared to be braking suddenly.
However, that was actually a sloppiness, so that Hasna could increase the speed and get through the car in front easily.
Hasna removed the clutch and pressed the gas pedal she was doing countersteering.
The car moved slowly but surely.
"OK! sequential gearbox (straight gear shift.)Then Overtaking, Honey! (technique of preceding an opponent). Beware of safe distances so as not to clash."
"Ready, By!" Hasna applied the technique Afnan mentioned. Now the Lamborghini Aventador can freely slide at more speed leaving the Ferrari that he once defeated. The main goal is the finish line.
"Argh! lose again." upset the driver who was preceded by Hasna.
"Otherwise this is bro. Lamborghini, use the city car just we run out in libas." Said next to him.
"Who are they really? crazy driftrernya veiled chick. Ah if I'm still single."
"Aahahaha not necessarily he wants to. If this one has the legs, bro. Remember Bro, Ustadz is cool!"
"Ahaha. Feeling like a loser, me." The driver laughed.
Up ahead Hasna easily entered the finish line. "Alhamdulillah, we won By!"
Hasna shouted with a laugh. "Alhamdulillah, Honey! you're cool."
"Byby's cool!"
In the audience stands, though,
"Nana, come in finish!" pekik Latitude.
"Yes Dek, Thank God!" timpal Elyavira, they hugged and pranced.
"Alhamdulillah! congratulations, Ubay!" Zainal embraces Ubaydillah.
"Thank you Zain. This is thanks to our cooperation," Ubaydillah did just come out of the control room, when she saw Hasna was already heading to the finish line.
"Lo is cool, Na!" Devano cheered happily. Not for the enemy. They bow down lethargic.
Back to Hasna's car, please,
"Can you do Burnout, By?" asked Hasna shortly after entering the finish line.
"Please, Honey!"
After obtaining permission from Afnan to do burnout, Hasna excelled by putting the car into one gear.
Hasna Stomp on the clutch fully and start to tighten the engine. Hasna increased the rpm on her vehicle.
Afterwards Hasna's car tire became hot, and Hasna released the gas by locking the handbrake simultaneously.
Hasna removed the clutch, then the car wheels turned very fast, Hasna removed the clutch to speed up and do a peel-out then Hasna locked the hand brake back and the parking brake to turn the wheel.
So now that thick smoke was created and enveloped Hasna's car, Hasna did the burnout perfectly and looked cool.
"Wuih, cool!" amazed by these unstable teenage boys.
"Yes, Cool!"
"He's a professional, like."
That's the response of those unstable children.
Once it's taste enough. Hasna and Afnan huddled in the car. Even Afnan kissed Hasna's lips deep and reciprocated, having previously kissed Hasna's forehead.
"Let's Honey! may they not be troublemakers."
Afnan pulled Hasna out of the car.
Some of the kids started coming down from the stands. The race participants began to approach Hasna.
"Congratulations!" the Ferrari driver stuck out his hand. Hasna cupped both of her palms together.
"Thank you."
"So. we have won. But my wife will continue to apologize to you for her mistake." Afnan.
"What my husband said. I will continue to apologize to you. Forgive me for deliberately interfering in your affairs." Hasna with legowo.
The teenagers looked at each other. Then one of the rather mature ones spoke. "Okay, we've forgiven."
"Alhamdulillah" said Hasna and Afnan simultaneously.
Afnan remained vigilant by not letting go of his hand grip from Hasna.
"Well then, my wife has won, so you must keep the promise of what I ask." Said Afnan aloud so that the unstable teenagers heard.
"Hold it!"
Shouted one from behind the crowd.
"What's up, this?" ask Ubaydillah.
"You have cheated!" point to one of those labile teenagers.
"What do you mean?" ask Zainal.
"Well, where's our brother cheating?" timpal Devano's.
"Navigator's different. Isn't that cheating? because, breaking the deal?" ask the teenager loudly.
"Good! I admit my mistake. For that I apologize! it's not that I want to cheat. This is just a form of protection from a husband against his wife." Afnan explained.
"That's called cheating!" other teenagers heat up the atmosphere.
Looks like the group of children has infiltrated the provocateurs. Child
the teenage boy who initially looks calm, and accepts defeat. Now they seem to be riled up by provocation.
"Hey, hey, hey, you guys forgot! this is the territorial blood of our power. Don't you act stupid and arrogant. Just remember, how many cars did you drop? and from our side only one car! fair or not? My brother only protects his wife, is that wrong?" ubaydillah's circus with questions answered.
"We are not afraid! still, the initial agreement is not so." one of the teenagers is increasingly provoking.
"Well, if this is considered wrong! what do you guys want?" ask Afnan firmly.
"The duel!" the teenager boldly and smiled disdainfully.
"No, the rules!" Afnan flat speech.
"Like us!"
Afnan, Ubaydillah, Devano and Zainal intertwine lyrics. Afnan codes to be vigilant.
"Darling, prepare the horses well! it seems that we will educate these children with a little violence." whispered Afnan.
"Good, By! it seems that indeed we have to pass one more test to bring the children Hijrah." said Hasna.
Sure enough what Afnan told Hasna and code from Afnan to Ubaydillah, Devano and Zainal to get ready.
Without further ado the boys began to lurch closer to Afnan, Hasna and the others.
"Combat!" yell at one of them.
"Bismillah!"
Saying in unison Hasna, Afnan, Ubaydillah, Devano and Zainal.
"Aariff! confirm to Imron police, we were attacked and we were outnumbered." Ubaydillah spoke to her Assistant who was still in the control room.
Arif said behind Ubaydillah's earphones.
Hasna fastened the rope in the long blazer model's robe, because the bottom was wearing long pants.
"Don't be away from Byby, honey!" pinta Afnan on the sidelines of his movement that is holding five people at once.
"Sip, By!" Hasna started shoulder to shoulder with Afnan. He also served three people at once.
Bugh!
Bugh!
The wuzzz!
Ubaydillah, Devano and Zainal were involved in the fight.
The wuzzz!
Bugh!
The jgred!
Some of the teenagers have been lying helpless, due to the sweep of Afnan's instep.
Another thing with Hasna that jumps and flicks a few kicks.
From the side of Afnan no one has been hit by a kick or a tonjokan.
Jrb!
The wuzzz!
Bugh!
Brukh!
Hasna and Afnan were again attacked by several people. However, Hasna and Afnan were able to cripple them.
Their numbers are increasing. Afnan's army began to overwhelm.
"Dek Sob, call Arif!" pinta Afnan's.
"It's A'a Bro!" answer Ubaydillah.
Jdugh!
Argha! Devano was hit by a kick and staggered back, Zainal holding him back from falling.
Brakk!
"Astaghfirullah'alladzim!"
Hasna was suffocated, when she was hit by a medium-sized board that was widely available there as a property of circuit construction that was not fully completed.
"Darling!" afnan shouted that he saw Hasna staggering and spewing fresh blood behind her niqab.
Afnan himself has not been able to reach Hasna, he is serving three people who swing gear, samurai and cerulit. Not comparable to Afnan who only fought with his bare hands.
"Astaghfiullah! these kids seem to have prepared everything.
"Darling, survive!" afnan shouted that he saw Hasna staggering and still trying to serve some people with the rest of his energy.
Afnan managed to knock out two people holding cerulite and gear, who held the samurai eventually in Ubaydillah ladeni. Afnan immediately approached Hasna.
"Darling! honey! hang on."
"By! nana's chest tight." I have Hasna with my eyes that look sweet. Hasna's vision began to flee.
"Here you are, baby! we're going to the hospital."
Not long after the hordes of police in plainclothes began to arrive.
Dor's!
Dor's!
Dor's!
Shots fired into the air from Imron police as a warning. The other policemen began to line up in their respective positions and they held up long guns.
"Stop! or we'll be acting against you!" exclaimed the large high-bodied policeman standing next to Imron Police.
The unstable teenage children also quit the action. They obey the orders of Police Imron with hope.
"Please!" police snapped Imron.
Hasna in the Deck of Afnan. He seemed to close his middle eye withstanding the pain in his back and tightness in his chest.
"Darling, are you spewing blood?" asked Afnan who was aware of Hasna's niqab and Hasna's robe there were blood stains. Hasna nodded.
"Astagfirefull!" afnan breath helan.
"What about your promise?" ubaydillah asked in a loud voice.
"Pardon us. Don't take us to the police station" pleaded from the gang leader.
"If you do one thing!" reply Ubaydillah flatly.
"What's that?"
"You must keep the initial agreement. Then study religion well. Take it easy, I will bear all the costs.the facilities, and the residence will be available. You just take yourself and study really." Answer Afnan.
"We admit defeat and will keep the deal."
"good. Then, tonight you can disband, tomorrow for the Muslims I wait in the pesantren, for non-Muslims, can go to the pesantren. We will provide spiritual experts of your Religion, and they will guide you in a place that is in accordance with the teachings of kalia." Ubaydillah.
"Thank you Ustadz!" say them while grimacing.
The unstable children dispersed. Not to the one who had injured Hasna, who was carrying a sharp weapon as well as the alleged intruder as a provocateur. They were taken to the police station for further investigation.
"By!naf-fas Na-na, sak! Akhs! Allah-hu-a-akbar," Hasna said softly in Afnan's ear. Then Hasna was unconscious.
"Darling!" Afnan held Hasna with a calm face. Even though he was in his heart feeling anxious. Afnan is just trying to be steadfast and sincere in facing this ordeal.
"Lady!"
"Sir, Nana!"
Lintang and Elyavira ran over to the unconscious Hasna.
"Astagfirullah, Nana why A'a Ustadz?" tanya Latitude.
"Dec, Nana SubhanAllah, wake up Deck!" Elyavira crying.
"Because of the hit board. earlier had vomited blood, complaining of shortness of breath. Just chill! God willing, Nana will be fine. Ana will take him to the hospital soon." Afnan's final.
Finally, Afnan quickly took Hasna to the hospital. Ubaydillah and the others followed.
After arriving at the hospital, Hasna immediately received treatment
"It's okay sir! Thank God, it was just a violent shock from the punch to spewing blood. Therefore your Wife has tightness in her chest. For now we have given the best handling. Later we will see after realizing, what complaints your Wife feels." Doctor says.
"Alhamdulillah O Allah. Thank you doc!"
An hour later Hasna regained consciousness. "Darling! you're already aware, what are you feeling right now?" ask Afnan.
"Thank God, it feels better than ever. Just wanted to be in Byby's arms!" Hasna smiled shyly.
"My arms are for you, baby! after the doctor checked you back" Afnan said with a smile and a kiss on Hasna's forehead.
"Okay Byby, honey!"
Afnan called the doctor to have Hasna checked back. And the result is Alhamdulillah Hasna is fine, just need treatment to bruise and neutralize his breath again.
Ubaydillah, Lintang and the others immediately went home after finding out that Hasna was fine. Now Afnan and Hasna live in the VVIP treatment room. With Hasna sleeping comfortably in Afnan's arms over the hospital cage.
"Sleep, Honey! I'll hug you without getting bored. Thank you for being present in my life. It is a beautiful color in my world. Even though many times you make me beguile me to hold patience is harder than holding the test. However, mistakes you make, sometimes bring positive things in the end. Love you Hasna Aulia Zaharni. I will always be ready to accept your mistakes. Mistakes that I think always end beautifully!"
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