Rainbow Hanani
Part 134 "Struggle."
"Whether we win or lose we are still the winners. If you are in God's line."
....." Rainbow Hanani 🌹".....
Arga's face changed, his eyes unceasingly staring at the figure who had not been present in front of him for a very long time.
Jihan Alhisya's.
Yes, the first woman who was able to melt her heart, shook her chest.
The figure of PSK Alexanderia who Hana helped so far turned out to be first love. The woman who made him capable of change, who was sentenced to death, was still alive with wounds.
"Gashah" said Hisya, seeing Arga in front of him.
Hisya did not blink looking at Arga, his feet stepped towards Arga. While Arga was just silent not flinching.
It has been almost 8 years Hisya did not look at the netra of the man who was able to melt his heart. A passionate longing even an immeasurable love went from his heart was thrashing.
Hana smiled faintly, staring at Arga and Hisya alternately. A little confused about what's going on with the two of them, Hana thought.
"Gashyah?"ask Hana.
"What is Arga, the man who is meant by Hisya ?" thought Hana.
The distance between Arga and Hisya increasingly eroded, without realizing Hisya raised his hand to touch the face of a man who had longed for even he was unwilling to embrace him.
"Gashey!"call him again.
Untouched by Hisya's hand, Arga immediately distanced his face and body from Hisya.
"Sorry!"said it.
Hisya, aka Jihan, lowered her hand.
And looking at Arga's sad face, a little pain in his heart. But he kept developing his smile.
"How are you?"the question came out of Arga's mouth.
Hisya published a knotty smile.
Yes, that question must have been really painful for him.
"Look!I'm not doing well." said Hisya turned his eyes to the roll in his hand.
"I'll set you free, calm down, Jihan!" Arga smiled sweetly at Hisya.
Hisya nodded her head."I'll wait for him." answered Hisya.
The two netra who had not greeted each other for a long time, were a little awkward to stare at. Arga whose heart is now owned by Hana, still Hisya's presence is still able to shake his heart.
Hana smiled and approached Hisya.
"See soon Hisya will be free." exclaimed Hana a little excited.
Hisya nodded her head." Han! you know?" hisya asked, Hana shook her head.
"This man is Gasyah I mean." Hisya's eyes were fixed on Arga.
Degs..
True hana's guess.
Somehow Hisya's statement was able to make a blow to Hana's chest. ..
Despite the chest pain, Hana kept trying to calm down and developed her smile on Hisya.
"Finally you meet." said Hana, holding Hisya's hand was also happy with this situation.
"Yes, Han. Lukaku slightly relieved to see his presence here, Han." said Hisya, staring at the Arga twinkle who was also staring at the two of them.
"What's the matter ? Although my feelings for Hisya have faded, but this heart tremor still remains when I see his face." muttered Arga, not understanding with his feelings.
"Arga will help us settle this" said Hana, nodding her head at Arga.
Arga nodded."I promise you, this place won't take you for the next few days." Arga's determination to calm Hisya's heart.
Hisya smiled sweetly at Arga's words, the pounding of her heart beating hard to make it no more.
"Sorry! Time is over!" said one of the officers who came to them.
Hana nodded, slowly letting go of her grasp on Hisya."Be patient! Little more!" she said, gently stroking Hisya's hair.
"We'll go back, Han!" pamit Arga's.
Hana stared at the startled Arga, because Han was Arga's usual call for her.
"Be careful, Gasyah!" hisya said although a little disappointed to see Arga's attitude is not the same as before towards him.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Myya!" hana said in unison with Rayhan.
"Waalaikumussalam." answered Hisya.
After hearing the answer from Hisya, they stepped out of the Hisya detention institution.
Hana continued to walk staring at the end of her robe that swayed in parallel with her path.
"Have you known him for a long time?" suddenly Arga asked that question.
Hana stopped her steps, without looking at Arga.
"He who?" tanyakanya.
"Jihan Alhisya." answered Arga.
Hana nodded her head.
"It's been over a year." That's Hana's answer.
Arga nodded while thinking of something in his head. Just like Rayhan, he was also thinking about something.
"That means Hisya can get here as a result of his tantric actions, huh? Yes, my own nephew!" Rayhan's a little upset.
"So, all humans can change because of money." said Hana.
"Totally." Rayhan glanced at Arga who was silent without joining the hoarding with them.
"Why?
Confused about Jihan or Hana?" ledek Rayhan's.
Hana looked at Arga who was already staring intently at Rayhan.
"Lo bogem cave!" ketus Arga's.
Rayhan laughed at Arga's behavior.
"Have it if you can two, why one." Rayhan sneered again, before Arga threw his punch Rayhan also ran away from Arga.
"B!" arga maki.
"Udah, Ga! Hold your emotions!" said Hana, who also followed Rayhan's steps.
Arga could only be speechless looking at Hana who had already widened their distance.
"Why is the cave so weird, huh?" Arga also did not understand what he was feeling.
"Has the cave not moved on completely from Jihan?" Arga scratched his nape, feeling dizzy with this state.
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Palestinian
"Nug don't be reckless!" fian shouted, he pulled Anugrah's hand to intercept him, ran near the Israeli bombing site, but unfortunately Anugrah threw Fian's hand.
He continued to run, not hearing the news that Zyanab, the little Palestinian girl he met in Palestine died in the Battlefield. A few months ago, his father died and now he is following his father. Heaven is the place of both.
"Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun" said residents in unison, seeing Zyanab's body covered in blood.
"Excusme!" anugrah.
Jamb..
Anugrah's eyes reddened as she saw Zyanab's body lying covered with blood. Slowly he closed his eyes hoping this was all a dream.
His hands trembled, trembling radiating all over his body.
"Well!" he said he reopened his eyes.
Right, this isn't Zyanab's dream gone.
"Zyanab!" said Anugrah, he approached the body of Zyanab, and immediately grabbed it tightly.
"Your name is recorded as one of the great shahidah, dik! Now you can meet your father" said Anugrah, then he stroked Zyanab's tiny hand.
"Zyanab!" call Fian who arrived nearby.
Fian also felt the same way, he felt a pain in his chest, he did not expect the little girl would leave him. He sat next to Anugrah stroking the little girl's hair.
"Dafahana Qariban!" one of the Palestinians. That call, awakened Fian.
He nodded his head."Toyyib." he replied.
He approached Anugrah who was holding Zyanab's body. Slowly, Fian touched Anugrah's shoulder.
"Look! Ikhlaskan!
Zyanab has earned his title of Shahidah." he said, trying to make Anugrah understand.
Anugrah looked at Fian with her eyes still filled with tears. Despite the weight, Anugrah nodded her head.
He raised the tiny body of the Palestinian girl, still ringing in Anugrah's memory as the little girl ran over to Israel with a stone in her hand about to raise resistance, luckily Anugrah was able to take him far avoiding the shots of Zionism.
But this time, Anugrah was not present with Zyanab when a single shot shot shot penetrated Zyanab's tiny chest. La Ilaha Illallah became the closing sentence of Zyanab's breath.
Biad*b indeed, Zionist Israel.
Even they do not let Muslims for a second calm even when performing prayer even though.
"I will join the ranks of the Intifada!" said Anugrah, the anger in his chest was burning.
"Look!" pekik Fian was surprised.
"No need to fear the enemy of God, whether winning or losing, we are still the winners" said Anugrah.
"But you haven't converted to Islam, Nug!" reprimand Fian.
"To that end take me to Jerusalem, let you and him be a real witness to my Islam." Anugrah stared intently at Fian, not hating but he did not mess with his words.
Fian was stunned when he heard the words spoken from the mouth of a young Protestant, 3 years they were together, 2 years in Egypt and 1 year in Palestine, long enough Fian waited for the sentence to be spoken from the mouth of his best friend, the owner of the name Anugrah Pota Mendrofa. Unknowingly she shed tears, her shoulders trembled staring at the seriousness of Anugrah.
He nodded his head, agreeing to Anugrah's request to be a real witness to the Islam of the Anugrah.
Anugrah and Fian with the group arrived at the medical tent. Zyanab's body was cleaned and immediately carried out his fardhu kifayah.
It did not take long, Zyanab's body was finished praying buried adjacent to the tomb of the father. The top wooden headstone was stuck in the mound, making the tears of Anugrah fall again.
"Therefore we may meet again with Zyanab, in Yaumil later in the ranks of the martyrs." said Anugrah, rubbing the nameless wooden gravestone belonging to Zyanab.
"Allahumma aamiin." said Fian.
After the funeral, they returned to the camp.
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One day passed.
After getting the address of Hafga's house.
This morning, Hana, Arga and Rayhan rush to the house of Hafga, Emrin's only son, to finish everything.
At high speed, Arga managed to break through the traffic jam of Alexandria. Yeah, Arga doesn't want to waste time.
Stttt..
Arga's car landed at Hafga's residence.
"Crazy, yeah. Hockey is different." Rayhan's pussy.
Arga did not budge, he immediately opened the car door and stepped down to Hafga's house.
Seeing Arga move quickly, Hana followed.
"Yes, these are both people.
I love it." annoyed Rayhan, he followed.
Arga rang the bell outside the gates of Hafga's house. Once, twice there was no answer. Arga must expend his inner energy.
Bughh.. Arga kicked the gates of Hafga's house.
"Astaghfirullah." cried Anugrah surprised.
"Satpamnya budek time huh? Is it gini ga doang ga denger?" Rayhan looked at the security guard who was standing not far from them.
"Who are you?" when he saw Arga kicking the gate of Hafga's house.
"Bukain gate!" decreed Arga.
"You have no right to rule me!" reject it.
"The cave has nothing to do with you!
The cave wants to see Hafga! Where's she?" snapped Arga, without fear.
"Bad! There is no shame!
Get the fuck out of here! Or I will drive you out rudely!" threaten her.
"Ga! If you can be fine don't wear it rough!" Hana warns Arga, he does not want anything to be solved immediately with acts of violence.
"He who is nyolot, must be sown!" sergeant Arga.
Bughh.. Arga kicked back at the gates of Hafga's house. Not staying still, the security guard and bodyguard Hafga also opened the gate, stepped out and approached Arga.
"You think you're as good as what?" then, looking at Arga. Arga was not afraid that he would raise his lips.
"Practice well, it doesn't apply to humans like you!"
Without any burden, Arga immediately threw out his death blow. Successfully made the security guard fall on the floor. Seeing the security guard fall, the guard did not stay still, he clenched his hands raised his fists on Arga. But he lost quickly, Arga had already kicked his stomach. As with his friend, he also fell on the floor.
Hearing the commotion outside, grabbing Hafga's attention. He also came out of the house and approached the location of the origin of the noise.
"What's this?" he said when he saw the members were already lying on the floor. Then alternately he saw the figure of Arga standing before him.
"That's!" said it.
"Britch!" said Arga too, when he saw Hafga's face.
Hana and Rayhan stared at each other.
Confused, how could they both know their names.
Seriate..
Sevimli, April 20, 2022
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