Pasung Tuan Muda's

30. Mention Me Islamically

A few minutes later, I finally got to the front of the house. Opening the car door quickly, I got out and ran towards the basement. The eyeballs whizzed after finding that the door of the room was still closed very tightly.

As a result, I went back out of the house across Bi Ira in the living room. "City ... Den ...," he shouted.

Regardless of the words, I ran back and headed for the back door of the house. When we arrived, the vision returned. Breathing crazily brought the body to a stop in front of a Tanjung flower tree.

"Alhamdulillah .. The door is still tightly closed, maybe Anissa is still inside with her mother" I said myself. Then, I walked slowly and headed towards the basement door. Second access to a location.

Stick the right ear on the door, while listening to the sound in the room. A few minutes of waiting, but no one spoke. Looking towards the key of the room, it seemed to have opened a little.

I opened it with my right hand. When the door opened so wide—Anissa and her mother were gone. In fact, the woman had been shackled very tightly.

"Well, Nissa doesn't exist? And his mother doesn't exist? Where are the two of them? Don't-don't .. That key is ...."

Hanging up on the words, I again walked two steps forward. Right at the door, I stopped. The gaze also towards a key that last night had fallen and disappeared.

Apparently, the key was already on the first rung of the stairs of access to the basement. Quickly, I took the key and opened the door of the room.

Result, right. The door was wide open and I looked up, head to the silhouette of the three people in front of my eyes. Yes, they are the father, mother and Bi Ira.

The look on my face was very upset by my behavior this morning. I don't know what made them so upset, but today I've released a play on a parent's house drama.

"Dad ... Mama! From Ira? What are you doing here?" I asked as I put my head to the floor.

"Refal ... What are you here for, son?" the father's response while looking right and left at the basement.

"Nothing, Dad." This mouth felt very faint to say, there was only a stammering tone of voice.

Then my mom walked two steps forward. He looked to the right and left of the room which was already quiet without anyone.

"Rephal!" shortened span.

I kept bowing and silencing the words.

"Rephal! Where are they all!" again hard.

"Who are they, Ma? The feeling of Rebal came from no one." Finished answering, I turned slightly to Bi Ira's face. It seemed from the look of his forehead that he felt victory today.

'What really happened in this house? Why did Bi Ira's expression turn three hundred and sixty degrees like that?' my inner.

"Based on your brat!" slap landed on my right cheek. Yeah, another blow from dad.

Plaque!

Throwing a gaze towards the floor, I touched the former image of the palm that was on my right cheek. Very painful and painful to feel.

"Dad ...," call me very shrewd.

"Please get Marissa out of this room!" his screeches.

Mom walked over to me, she pulled my hair hard. Instantly the gaze became looked up at him.

"Where did you take Marissa? Answer!" snapped the mama.

"Mrs ... don't be rude to Aden, pity ...." From the end of the position, Bi Ira spoke up.

Mom and Dad snatched at the same time. "Shut up!"

"Come, let's take Refal to the living room" said the father. They also pulled my hand very tightly.

"Wait!" snapped at one moment.

I don't know who spoke so loudly from behind. To be sure, that voice I had never known before.

"Take off Refal, or you'll go to jail now" he continued.

The gaze immediately turned to who was speaking. After the rows of father and mother brushed to the right and to the left, I stared fixedly at the person.

Anissa and her mother. On the right and left, they were carrying full-armed police. Without a word, the father approached my body and picked up a sharp object inside his suit bag.

"You get out of here!" dad said very loudly, he put a sharp knife right around my neck.

"Master .. don't do that, aunt please ...."

"Shut up! Ira, get Marissa and the cops out of this house. Otherwise, I will take the life of Rebal."

From the right side, my mother screamed. "Mas ... don't do that! Refal your son, Mas ...."

"okay! I'm leaving this house, Mom. But you remember one thing, all that decay will end from this second." Ibu—Anissa said as she folded her hands.

"Sir. Come on, let's leave this house," continued the woman who was embracing her daughter—Anissa.

From the position, I screamed. "Nissa ... Don't stay with me!"

"Shut up! You!" said the father snapped.

Anissa paused for a moment, she stared straight at my face. Both of his eyes were glazed. Then he said very softly. "Refal .. I'm sorry. This time, I can't help you and stay here."

"Nissa .. I love you! I don't want to lose you," I continued, saying softly.

"Fal, my place isn't here. I'm not the soul mate that God has entrusted to you, Fal! I'm your sister. We're one dad."

"Gue doesn't care about it all, I love you, Nis."

Instantly the father took off his stab. He threw the sharp object on the floor. With wide steps, both feet stepped onto the woman who had become my current lover.

Right in front of her, I shed tears. "Nissa, are you all right?" l asked.

The opponent nodded twice. "Yes, I'm fine."

"Gue please .. don't stay here. I love you." With my right hand, I touched her disheveled headscarf.

While from the right and left positions, the police and Aunt Marissa looked very sad.

He also spoke up. "Big boy, you and Nissa can't possibly be together, honey. You are brothers."

"Tante .. I don't care about any of that. I love my Auntie son."

The long-haired woman took a breath and gulped a few times.

"Refal, you're looking for another woman. You may not love your own brother. You're brothers, listen to aunt's words."

"No. If Nissa finally had to leave, Rehal would have also left this world." With tears in my eyes, I ran outside the house.

"Refal ... Where are you going .." Anissa cheered loudly.

Without caring about it, I still entered the car and took myself to leave. The extremely chaotic feeling made the soul a high level of emotion. Exit the courtyard of the house and almost hit Mang Diman—the gatekeeper.

I don't know what's in my brain right now. There was just disappointment and silly drama from both my parents. After the heart began to rule on one noble hearted woman, it is now gone because of an event.

If I wasn't meant to be with Anissa. Soon I will leave the universe.

Cross the highway with a busy volume of vehicles. Unknowingly, I also stared at a truck that was crossing suddenly.

Brug!

Blurred vision, and the brain is no longer able to think neutrally. What sounded loud from both ears was a cry from the people that made me unable to open both eyes.

Astaghfirullah ....

Take it to the hospital.

Come on, let's get her body up.

Looks like this kid's dead.

His heart rate has stopped.

No, the pulse is still moving a little.

The sound of ambulances was very loud, while people no longer shouted at the start. A silent night, brings the body to realize that love must not have.

From the verge of vision, I stared at a wheat field filled with people harvesting.

How it feels to be at peace with time. Like walking in spring with an atmosphere that is not so hot and not so cold. A jet of golden brown orange, a love behind a cloud that holds twilight.

This is our story, along with a soul empty of a story. No one can accept, after a soul that has gone with the universe. Events and events are still portrayed clearly in memory. Memories with him, soul mate.

One night, with a slow-flowing drip.

God, why man was created. If it were to be destroyed dishonorably. To You, Almighty, please take care of him. When I have closed both eyes forever.

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