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The atmosphere again gripped because Dirga alone who came to the nest of his enemy.

Dirga fell down while holding his stomach which continued to pour fresh blood due to the shot. He repeatedly mentioned the name of Allah to gather his strength.

Dirga got up while enduring the pain in his stomach. Dirga laughed looking at Rio who was laughing at Dirga with ridicule.

"It's not that easy!" Grumpily Dirga while advancing with certainty. Her emotions had forgotten the pain she had in her stomach. This isn't the first time Dirga has been shot. Previously, he had received gunshot wounds while on duty at the border. However, because of Allah's great permission, God still gave his life for him. Now, what Dirga felt only gave all his life to Allah swt. with a gunshot wound in his stomach. Not that the man gave up. Exterminating a sycophant like this was his duty to protect his beloved country.

Faced with his emotions, he punched Rio so hard that the guy grimaced and fell down. Wiggling in pain due to the bumps from Dirga.

Some of Rio's men had used his gun back to point at Dirga, but Dirga was able to dodge quickly. Once again Dirga will say, this will be a game that Dirga must win.

The sound of gunfire was so deafening in the room it wasn't that big.

Dirga hid behind a table underneath like a small closet.

Dirga endured the pain. He looked down where his hand was covered with fresh blood that seeped out because Dirga covered it with his palm. Cold sweat also pours out on his handsome face.

With one more hand, Dirga pulled out the gun he had in his black jacket pocket. With a sneak, he fired right at the target. One of Rio's men was injured in his leg. Dirga deliberately shot the leg so that his enemy did not die. Because it has to be followed up. To create a deterrent effect.

The gunshots are getting louder. Dirga must endure the pain.

Dirga shot on target again.

He came out of his hiding place. With his hands still covering the blood that was pouring on his stomach. He cannot run out of blood.

Deftly Dirga shot Rio's men one by one. However, one of his men managed to dispose of Dirga's gun. With the rest of Dirga's strength, he punched with his tightly clenched hand to make the man fall down.

Dirga smiled wryly. At the moment, Dirga's condition is very messy.

When he wanted to turn around, Rio instead stuck a small knife into Dirga's leg. Dirga grimaced to endure the pain a second time. Now, the trouser cloth in Dirga has been torn and bleed out. Slowly grimacing in pain, Dirga took the knife that stuck in her leg. And he quickly picked up the knife that had fallen under him. Soon he shot Rio.

Dirga still endured the pain. By walking limp due to the pain that is in his legs.

Dirga sat down below because he felt his strength was getting thinner to withstand the pain. Really sick.

He saw a lot of blood on his body. His lips are getting pale. His eyes forced him to close. But he cannot close his eyes.

Pyarrs!

Dirga's head was thrown in a ceramic urn until it broke. Dirga's head was spitting out fresh blood. His eyes have grown bigger. However, he immediately shot Rio's men who had thrown him the urn until it broke.

And now no one is conscious except Dirga alone with the pain. Aye! Dirga has won this game. Even though he was bad, he won.

He felt that fresh blood was flowing back in his temple. His eyes grew bigger. Dirga smiled in the pain that was in his body.

The smile is sincere.

"O Allah, if this is the end of my life, then please take care of Salsa in this world for me" Dirga said, smiling sincerely and looking forward. The man had loved Salsa to the point of sacrificing his life for someone he loved.

Dirga was very happy at this moment, as he did not expect that he would sacrifice his life for Salsa. It will be the true love of Salsa.

With confidence that if he loved her, Dirga was encouraged to come here. Not to seek revenge. Because something like this has also become his duty. Moreover, the problem of keeping Salsa has become a priority.

Dirga smiled again.

How good is the favor God has given Dirga. To be the true love of someone he loves, Salsa. He hoped that if he were not in this world, there would be a replacement to protect Salsa.

Why Dirga's feelings now become a very happy moment, even though his bad condition will lead to the end of his death.

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And at the same hour in a different place. Salsa is eager to eat fruits. He opened his fridge and found a red apple teasing. Salsa took.

Salsa picked up the knife that was on the dining table. He peels it slowly with the knife. For some reason, he wanted to eat fruits at night like this. In fact, if a night like this Salsa will sleep until tomorrow morning.

He saw a wall clock hanging sweetly over the refrigerator. Showing at half-hour one in the morning.

He opened his phone and put the apple on a small plate. He hasn't finished peeling it.

He saw Dirga's message. Her husband said goodbye if Dirga had to be late tonight. Salsa looked at the message with a misbehavior and a feeling of happiness.

Salsa laughed to herself in the middle of the night like a madman. Remembering the sweetness Dirga gave him. Especially considering where Dirga has taken-ekhemm-kevirginannya. Salsa is ashamed to remember that.

Salsa's legs prancing around were not clear under the table because of Dirga. Ah this is all Dirga's fault. Why did that man make Salsa fascinated long ago.

Salsa had forgotten her half-peeled apple loosened at the table.

Upon awakening, Salsa re-enforced her body and cleared her throat.

"Sal Stop! You must be conscious!" he said to himself. After saying that, Salsa giggled again. That night Salsa was no longer the usual Salsa. It was no longer the usual salsa. No matter what possession, Salsa went crazy like this.

"Oh Allah, which favor of the Lord do you deny?" Salsa said with a soft word. It turns out like this the pleasure of dating after marriage. Especially with the people we love. And the bonus that surprised her was, now Dirga already loved her.

Salsa continued to peel the apple. But Salsa was less careful because the small knife hit the tip of Salsa's finger to make it bleed.

Salsa grimaced in pain.

He admitted that he was careless.

Salsa is not feeling well. He immediately took out his P3K box to treat the wound.

"Such a slice, want to eat an apple just hit by a knife like this," he said softly.

He gave a handsaplash to his fingertips.

"Tomorrow I want masakin Kak Dirga ah," Salsa suddenly said like that. I don't know why he missed Dirga tonight. Just stayed tonight. Haha, lebay and Sal!

However, he admitted that he missed Dirga tonight.

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To be continued...

Author: "Mas Dirga don't die dong. Later the author is not the spirit of writing. Author please don't die dong yaa. Plisss. Anyway Mas Dirga should be safe,"

Dirga only smiled gently while looking at the author who begged him.

"If God has laid down my life, what can I do?" dirga said while smiling gently at the author.

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