Rainbow Hanani
Part 108 Life extension
" I want to love Islam completely, without any doubt.
I'm sure the more I know the intricacies of Islam.
It will make my heart more free to move around holding her."
....." Rainbow Hanani 🌹".....
After two hours of travel.
Finally, Anugrah reached the residence of Kanaya.
Tep... Anugrah pulled the motor.
And walk into Kanaya's house.
Geck..
Geck...
" mom.
It's Anugrah." he shouted.
The woman in the olive veil came out of the house.
Anugrah immediately kissed the woman's palm.
" Grace.
How can you not say you want to come here, son ? kanaya asked as she invited her son in.
Anugrah sat on the sofa opposite Kanaya.
Anugrah's shady eyes, made Kanaya understand that her son was having problems.
Especially if not her ex-husband.
" Still fighting with your father ? ask Kanaya.
Anugrah nodded, then hugged Kanaya.
" Anugrah was forced to go to college in the USA" he said.
Kanaya stroked the head of her son.
And smile.
" Daughter, that means I want the best for the Grace, not anything else."
The grace shakes." No, ma." protested.
" Emang Anugrah want to continue where ? tanyakanya.
" Anugrah will go to one of the countries where Islamic civilization began" he replied.
Kanaya was shocked to hear her son's answer.
He took off his embrace from Anugrah and moved on to hold his son's hand.
" What for, son ? tanyanya back.
" The Anugrah wants to love Islam to the fullest, ma. So that later there will be no more doubts in the heart of Anugrah.
And Anugrah believes the more Anugrah deepened the ins and outs of Islam, then surely the heart of Anugrah will be more free to move to embrace it
No more travel, right ? Besides the journey to be close to God ?
anugrah's reply made Kanaya shed her tears. He cupped his son's face with both palms, then stroked it gently.
" Mama meridhoimu son.
But what about your father ?
Kanaya is worried about her ex-husband, who has a history of heart disease.
Anugrah smiled, trying to calm Kanaya down.
" Anugrah will still go to the USA, after a few months there, Anugrah will immediately fly to the destination of Anugrah, ma. That way, you won't know." Anugrah explained.
Kanaya also understood.
" Wait a minute" said Kanaya, then she walked towards her room.
Anugrah who was confused by her mother, just followed her.
" Why, ma ? tanyakanya.
Kanaya grabbed a box from her closet, then gave it to Anugrah.
" What is this, ma ? tanyanya, receive the box.
" That's my mom's bracelet.
Sell my son, to meet the needs there later." replied Kanaya.
" But ma in----but
" Your father's spy must be stalking you in the USA, son, and I'm afraid that you'll get caught out of there and your father will block all his financial access to you."
Yes, the thoughts and feelings of a mother are much broader in considering the safety of her child.
Anugrah immediately hugged Kanaya, shed her happy tears in her mother's arms.
" Over and over again, God always gives light through mama" he said.
" The son of my mother.
Always happy, son."
The two hugged each other, spilling everything and also giving each other strength.
Until finally, the embrace stretched as adzan magrib reverberated.
Allah Akbar..
Allah Akbar...
" Aah, it's adzan.
Mama prayed first, yes." he told Anugrah.
The grace nodded, allowing.
Although different beliefs, the two always understand each other, never even occasionally argue over beliefs.
What is tolerance, among them ?
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...🍂🍂🍂...
Three days in a row Hana was on her way, now she finally arrived at Cairo International airport.
A magnificent airport with its own distinctive design.
Even very large can accommodate many people.
Spanning 37 square kilometers, the airport is the second busiest airport in Africa, after OR Tambo International airport in Johannesburg.
It consists of four terminals inside.
" Mash Allah.
Very grand." said Hana looking at the ceiling of the airport.
Not wanting to miss, Hana also immortalized this magnificent building on her cellphone camera.
Czechoslovak..
cekrek...
I don't know how many times he took for maximum results.
" Beautiful "the draw.
Hana continued walking through the airport corridor.
Even so far he surrounds the airport, not infrequently he met with Indonesians there.
Hana also waved her hand as a reprimand. Luckily, the people who were greeted returned Hana's hand.
" It turns out that there are many, too, Indonesians here" he murmured.
Hana continued her steps back to the main terminal, which is located between terminals two and three. It is an integral part of the bridge that connects the two terminals.
While in front of the terminal three there is a luxurious five-star hotel with three hundred and fifty room units. For tourists who want to stay, be it local or foreign tourists.
A sweet smile never escaped Hana's face.
His feet continued to step, a passionate curiosity attracted him to continue to explore the airport corridor.
Hana took her phone from her slingbad bag.
Returning to capture this building with his mobile camera.
Czechoslovak..
Czechoslovak...
Bugh....
Suddenly, a woman hit Hana. Almost, Hana's cell phone fell, lucky to catch it.
" I am sorry" said the woman whose head was wrapped in a black headscarf.
Hana shook her head, smiling.
" It's okay.
No problem." said Hana.
This girl seems to be avoiding something or even running away from someone. Because, from that moment on, his eyes were constantly looking for someone.
His face looked a little frightened, even his hands were unceasingly trembling.
It caught Hana's attention.
Hana also looked at the direction where the girl's eyes were headed.
" Why is he running from someone ?
Even she looked like she was terrified." Inner Hana.
" Come here." suddenly the figure of a tall and dashing man pulled the girl's hand.
The black veiled girl looked even more frightened, even shaking her head as the man pulled his hand. He tried to take his hand off this man.
Makes Hana suspect something.
" Excuse me ! said Hana.
" Who are you ? ask Hana boldly.
The man turned his head, staring at Hana.
" She is my wife" she answered.
Then he again pulled this rough girl.
While the girl, continued to stare at Hana with a pleading gaze.
Hearing that this girl was his wife, Hana did not want to interfere anymore, because it was their business.
However, Hana's brain continues to rotate, thinking about what really happened to this girl.
What makes Hana confused, if the man is her husband, seems to look very old.
Meanwhile, the black-veiled girl seemed to be about the same age as Hana.
" Is it possible that the girl was forced to marry the old man ? hana Mumbles.
Feeling that something was wrong, Hana immediately stepped in to the direction they were going, before Hana lost track.
The man took the girl out of the airport building to the car park.
There are some men who are ready to guard his car.
" Go in !! tell the girl.
Hana who saw that, made him understand one more thing. That this man was probably a rich man in Egypt. Seen from the brand of his car, and also his bodyguard.
Hana also took a picture of her car license plate number.
At times, who knows it will be important for him.
After the girl got into the car.
Now replace it, the old man who entered the car.
The man felt that someone was following him.
He looked back, to see it.
Directly, Hana hid behind a large flower pot that was in the parking lot.
" Nobody" said the man.
He entered, and ordered his driver to drive his car quickly.
Hannah came out of hiding.
And still looking at where the car was going.
" How do you find out about them ?
I just got here."
Tutttt.....
All of a sudden, Hana's phone shook and made Hana aware. He saw his phone, there was a call coming in from Arga.
Hana scrolls the green button, receives her call.
" Assalamu'alaikum.
Yes, what's the matter ?
" Waalaikumussalam." answered Arga.
" Thank God, that's it.
Forty-five minutes ago." replied Hana looking at the clock on her phone." You, have you arrived ?
Arga smiled behind his phone.
" Thank God, two hours ago.
This has reached the apartment." replied Arga.
" Thank God."
Hana also thought for a moment, to tell Arga or not about what he had just experienced.
" I told Arga." Her mind.
" Yan !!
Still being cut ? ask Arga.
Hana nodded.
" yes.
No, there is a strange incident that I just experienced" said Hana, making Arga curious and worried something happened to Hana.
" What happened, Han ?
" I was around the airport, kept busy taking some pictures of the buildings around the airport.
Well, accidentally there was a girl who hit me, she apologized, like a second later suddenly came a straight guy, like his forties so he pulled his hands rough, he said, well that's what makes me not accept directly deh I sosor." Hana's story.
" Athaghfirullah Han's.
Please Han, you can help anyone but think of your safety as well. You have no one there. Please Han, don't do it again.
You could be in danger, Han." Arga scolded Hana.
The corner of Hana's lips curved, she knew that the man she was talking to, was worried about her.
" Dengerin was the next."
" Nah, I'm calling him.
You are who this girl is, and the man answered her to my wife. He then pulled the girl into his car. Well, because I think there's something strange between them, I follow you but only up to the parking lot, plus I got the license plate number of the car." continued Hana.
Arga was a little relieved, because Hana was not far involved with the strange people.
" I want to find out information about them through the license plate number of his car, it could not ?
" Hmmm, I could.
But only people who are IT experts can do it. Let me call my friend Han's IT expert." said Arga.
Hana smiles happily, seeing Arga willing to help her.
" Okay, Ga."
" Han, I just want to tell you.
You're there for education, Han.
Don't sacrifice yourself to people you don't know. Yes, I know helping people is a must. But, you also have to think of yourself first new to others. I don't want you to get hurt again, enough ago I saw you get hurt not that this second, tomorrow or any time." said Arga who was really worried about Hana's situation.
He knew the woman named Hannah.
Who often helps others, even if it harms him, he will still do.
Hannah laughed when she heard it.
" Yaiya bauble.
With God's permission, I can take care of myself." said Hana.
" Hm, jaudah.
If so, you take a taxi to your dormitory."
" Yes, it's a little more."
" Be careful.
Assalamu'alaikum."
" Maikokumussalam."
The call ended.
Hana returned her phone to her slingbad bag.
And, step in search of the bus or taxi around him.
Soon a large bus came to a stop right in front of him.
Some people around Hana got on the bus.
Hana sees an Asian-faced woman who also wants to get on the bus.
Hana quickly approached him.
" Excuse me." said Hana.
The woman looked at Hana.
" Any problem ? ask her to Hana.
" Can you speak Indonesia ? ask Hana.
The woman smiled, then nodded.
" Of course, Iam from Bandung." he replied.
Hana smiled immediately when she heard it.
" Thank God, I am from North Sumatra." Hana shook her hand.
" Can it not ?
Where's the bus going, huh ? ask Hana.
" Oh, this is a bus going to Alexandria" he replied.
" Ah, don't want to go to the dormitory of two princesses huh.
If the bus or taxi to Sifaroh Hidayah comes around what time does it usually come ? ask Hana again.
" About half an hour, God willing will pass through the ukhti" he replied.
" Ah, thank you.
Previously, I was Hana ukh."
" All together.
I am Kiara, Ukhti Maba Al Azhar huh ? tanyakanya.
Hana nodded.
" Yes ukh.
That's why I don't know anything hehe."
" O pantesans.
I'm a sixth-semester student at Al Azhar."
Tin.. tin suddenly the Klexon bus rang.
It held Kiara, that she should get on the bus immediately, if not want to miss.
" Ah jaudah.
Just wait here Ukhti, I first yes.
Assalamu'alaikum "he said to Hana.
Then he walked towards the bus and left Hana with a wave of his hand.
" Well I'll see you again" he said.
" Ah yes.
Waalaikumussalam, be careful" cried Hana
Hana also chose to sit the sidewalk which is quite comfortable for where she sits.
Not too dirty, it will not dirty the game.
Hana opened her phone.
While waiting, he opened the Wanya application and looked at the story in his contacts.
" Fuck Rayhan ! hana said with a small laugh looking at Rayhan's status who was showing off the beauty of Turkey.
And now Hana's switched to Haiko status.
Yeah, the little guy Hana can never forget.
" Malang." there is only a caption on the story and the monument Malang monument.
" Haiko went to Malang." muttered Hana.
Remembering Haiko, Hana realized something.
Yes, he remembered that Haiko was no ordinary person.
His friend was one of the people who joined the black world. Although, now he has a risegnt with Hana's knowledge.
" Haiko can definitely find out information about the man through this license plate number.
Haiko is quite an expert in IT."
Hana called Haiko's number.
Titt...
" Let's pick up, Ko." hope Hana.
Elsewhere the figure Hana contacted just finished taking a shower.
Haiko heard his phone ring.
" Who the hell called ?
He grabbed his phone, saw Hana's name on his phone make a smile immediately arrived on his cold face.
" Hana." without a second thought he immediately picked it up.
" Hello Han.
Miss you ? with pede.
Isshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Hana berged in annoyance.
" Assalamu'alaikum, pede."
" Waalaikumussalam's.
If you don't miss what dong ? Haiko laughed a little.
" Ko's.
I can ask you for help."
" Please what ?
" Please track this car license plate number.
Notar yes, I sent to you the pot." said Hana, then sent the license plate to Haiko.
" I sent it.
I'm asking for help, yes ! When I'm done reporting on it."
" Hm, yes.
Want to close ? ask Haiko.
" Yes, I'm waiting for the bus.
Afraid of chatting, eh misses the bus.
I closed, right ?
" Hm, yes.
Be careful there, if there's anything call the cave." said Haiko.
" Yes, Ko.
Assalamu'alaikum." closed Hana.
" Maikokumussalam."
The call ended.
Haaha.. Haiko exhaled his coarse breath.
Ruffling her hair that she just cleaned.
" Why haven't the caves been able to eat Elo the Han ? he cried out in frustration about his feelings, which had not completely disappeared from Hana.
Yup, Haiko's destination to Malang.
In addition to wanting to avenge his father's killer, he also wants to forget Hana by leaving his house which contains memories of himself with Hana.
He's also confused.
It could be the principle of many years he lived life without falling in love with a girl. Sirna immediately with the arrival of Hana in his life.
I don't know, maybe Hana was his first love and even his last.
Seriate..
Sevimli 9 July 2021
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