Love Fighters Al - Aqsa
CPA 21: In the Headquarters of the Regent
The luxurious glossy black Jeep Wrangler darted behind the white sedan and in front of the white sedan. Impressed by the two sedans flanking the front behind is escorting a dashing car worth around Rp 1 billion.
The three cars were red plates which showed all three were government service cars. For Jeep cars, the red plate is numbered BE 9 XX. It was the car plate of the Regent of South Lampung, Dewi Tinta Rahayu.
Dewi Tinta Rahayu is a woman who is somewhat unique with a woman's physical but rather maleness character. She is only 40 years old and belongs to women who pay attention to the appearance of the body. Therefore, he keeps from appearing like the arisan mothers, who are struggling with fat in the abdomen and the corners of the other limbs. Although she does not like to dress thickly for her face, but the make-up she needs enough to keep the appearance in the public eye as a leader woman. Although in fact her beauty is mediocre, but simple makeup is enough to make her look more beautiful and young. This time she wore a white hijab adjusting the color of her clothes.
In her luxury car, the Regent's Mother is accompanied by an older driver named Rudi and a younger female secretary named Rini. The secretary sits next to the driver.
In the front white sedan is filled by four police dressed in suits and a driver. In the rear sedan, filled by four provincial-level journalists.
This morning the Regent of Dewi has a schedule to open the event “Banang” Material SME Training near the Bakauheni Port.
The attention of the Regent of Dewi was suddenly attracted by the existence of a man walking on the side of the big highway. The person walking with two small flags on his back appeared to be no ordinary pedestrian. The view of the Goddess followed until she had to look back when her car passed the pedestrian whereabouts which was none other than Afrizal.
However, still the Regent's entourage passed leaving Afrizal who continued to walk towards the port of Bakauheni which was only a few kilometers away.
An hour later, the Regent's car group again appeared from the direction of the port.
From far away, Dewi had seen the existence of Afrizal who was still walking on the side of the highway.
“Stop here, Rud!” the Goddess's orders to her driver.
“Ready!” sahut Rudi is like a soldier.
The black Jeep Wrangler turned on the cent lamp and drove slowly and stopped to the edge, a few hundred meters in front of Afrizal. The car behind stopped. While the car in front continued to go some distance, then stopped also after knowing the car of the regional leader stopped in the middle of the journey.
The goddess moved down directly from her car, making her secretary rush down to accompany her.
“What's up, Mom?” ask Rini, the secretary.
“I want to know who that person is and where to go,” replied Dewi while looking at Afrizal.
Seeing the Regent Mother get off the car, the reporters in the back car immediately got off. Three men and a woman carrying a mic reading “KalTV”. All four were young, they were carrying small and large cameras. One of them carries a large camera with the inscription “Kalanda TV”.
Seeing the two cars stopping in front of him and the passengers getting off the ground, Afrizal stopped his steps. Two questions in his head. But then, he concluded that the men had nothing to do with him being just a traveler. Moreover, he did not know people who were two of them like government employees.
Afrizal decided to continue walking with a slight turn in direction to pass both the car and the men. However, the secretary of the Mother Goddess immediately ran small and short against Afrizal.
“Wait, Bang!” yells.
Afrizal stopped with his face giving a questioning expression.
“Bu Regent wants to talk to Brother,” said the secretary while smiling.
“Bu Regent?” afrizal's retort turned somewhat surprised. He then looked at the beautiful woman who was standing not far from her luxury car.
Suddenly four sturdy men came running small. Two men approached the Goddess and stood nearby to keep her safe. Two more people stood near Afrizal, making the young fisherman look to the right and to the left see their faces. The four men were the police escorting the Regent.
“What is this?” ask a policeman to the secretary and Afrizal.
“Bu Dewi wants to know what this brother is doing,” replied the secretary.
“Come! Dipnggil Bu Regent!” said Mr. Police firmly.
The journalists who had approached Afrizal first began to play his job taking photos and videos. The unusual condition made Afrizal feel quite uncomfortable. However, the great and steadfast security made him unable to say anything other than to obey.
Finally Afrizal stood in front of Dewi as a person who had a district area. Its foundation is slightly curved with a slightly lowered head, because it is standing in front of the number one person in South Lampung.
“Sorry, what's up, Mom?” tanya Afrizal is well mannered in the style of status as a small people.
“Afrizal, Bu.”
“Where to?” ask the Goddess again.
“Maja, Kalianda.”
“What are you doing walking like this? Where are you going?”
“Anu, Ma'am,” said Afrizal while smiling a little crybaby. For him, it was different when he faced ordinary people by dealing with people he already knew as officials of the area.
“Do not cry so! Moreover, already wear a cool headband so!” hardik's a cop to the left of Dewi.
“I walked to inform the public about the condition of Al-Aqsa Mosque in Palestine, Ma'am,” Afrizal replied.
“Why with the mosque so it has to walk away to inform the public?” ask the Goddess again.
“Our mosque is about to be torn down by the Jewish invaders in Palestine, Mom. It's my way of fighting to help defend our third holy mosque that.”
“Why should you? So many Muslims in Middle Eastern countries can defend them.”
“Liberating Al-Aqsa Mosque is the duty of all Muslims around the world, Mom, but most of them are ignorant and unconscious. Including the duty of Mother if Mother is a Muslim,” said Afrizal who at the end of his words rather boldly pointed to the Regent Mother.
The goddess was silent for a moment. Then ask again, “Where to go and how many days?”
“Don't know where to go, but one of my destinations is to Jakarta. Don't know how long,” Afrizal replied. “This, Mom, Sir.”
Afrizal then immediately distributed the leaflets of his articles to Dewi, his secretary, the reporters and the four policemen.
The goddess without reading the paper, gave it to Rini. Then his orders to Rini, “Give him two million money!”
“Good, Bu.”
After that the Goddess who had been without a smile ever turned around and went into her car. Rini who got the order immediately took out some money from the bag she was carrying. As much as Rp2 million worth of money he gave to Afrizal who was a bit confused.
“This is the gift of the Regent's Mother to Abang for the struggle Abang,” said Rini.
“Thank you very much, Mom. Thank you so much!” afrizal said so happy while laughing.
Rini immediately ran back to the jeep, worried that Dewi would leave her. Twice he was left behind by his boss because he was late in the car.
The four security personnel also immediately returned to the car to escort. However, the reporters did not leave, they immediately moved to swarm Afrizal and showered the young man with some questions.
The aggressive attitude of the young journalists made Afrizal quite drunk to answer, so that the initial sentences that came out more “eee”.
Meanwhile, the Regent's Jeep Goddess and the security car had moved away, remaining one car that had to wait for the reporters to finish their affairs with Afrizal.
“Rini, have a look at the paper!” pinta Goddess.
Rini immediately gave a paper containing writings about the condition of Al-Aqsa Mosque which was distributed by Afrizal.
The goddess read with wisdom and silence. Not long after he returned the paper to Rini.
“If the reporters are back, I want to convey a little comment about it,” said Dewi.
“Good, Bu.” (BH)
