Rainbow Hanani

Part 79 No trust

" The Prophet's stubbornness is a real example for you when you are in the phase of falling to avoid giving up."

......" Rainbow Hanani 🌹"......

The nature of Indonesia looks so enchanting from a height.

Indonesia can indeed be said to be a paradise of the world. Starting from Sabang to Merauke, there is a vast panoramic beauty of God's creation.

Can make the King's youngest son pull his smile.

Two hours past fifteen minutes.

Finally, the plane landed at Kualalumpur Airport.

After almost a month Arga did not breathe oxygen in this country, now he returned to the lap of his birth capital.

" Thank God.."

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Arga breathed his breath.

Yes, surrender to what he will face.

" O Allah, You are the All-Knower.

And you are the best protector." Tawakkal Arga's.

The man pulled the handle of his suitcase and dragged it along to walk with him.

Arriving outside the airport building, Arga also ordered a taxi online.

Waiting for the taxi to come.

Arga chose to go to Musholla for a moment.

When dhuha existed, he also shook it.

Prostrating.

It is a way of knowing how close we are to the Creator.

Yes, by bowing down we will get closer to God.

So do not be surprised if someone dissolves in his prostration, it means he is longing for his Lord.

And do not forget one thing, when we bow down we are encouraged to ask Allah Subhanahu Wata'ala.

" Warahmatullah Assalamu'alaikum." Arga greetings alternating to the right and left ended his prayers.

After praying, Argapun chose to recite with a few sentences that praise God.

And yes, he closed it with a dhuha prayer.

After some time he was finished with his worship business.

Calm.

Enveloped the handsome young man's heart.

Although, he is now being tossed around with a restless desire.

But he trusted his Lord all.

The Arga taxi now lands right in front of him.

" Kid Arga ye ? Ask to get out of the taxi.

Arga nodded." Yes Sir."

" Ah, please." The taxi driver opened the door.

Arga entered the taxi.

Along the way, Arga is now preoccupied with the quarrel between his heart and mind.

The heart says everything will be fine.

However, his mind said this was the beginning of the shock point of his struggle.

I don't know, it's not a storm that's gonna hit him.

After eating twenty minutes of travel, he finally arrived at the Palace.

Arga took out some Ringgit from his wallet and gave it to the taxi driver.

" Thank you, Pakci." Her speech.

" Your Wellcome son."

In the next instant, Arga looked at the palace that belonged to his father.

The building is towering quite high, with typical Malay nationality.

He closed his eyes for a moment while taking a slow breath and then slowly throwing it away.

As the breath blows, his eyes open.

" Bismillah." His words began his step into the main Gate of the Palace.

The guards who saw Arga's arrival, just opened the door for him.

" Thank you Pakci. "

The guards smiled and nodded in response.

Step by step, Arga began to enter the Palace courtyard, then switched to entering the Palace building.

Yeah, I didn't expect.

The members of the Kingdom had welcomed him right at the door of the Palace.

Makes Arga buy her eyes.

His heart rate is now racing.

His feet began to tremble..

The worry that had been enveloping him ever since.

Turned out to be true.

Nevertheless, Arga stepped closer to him Nazhanul, to kiss his hand.

Arga had not yet reached his father's hand.

Nazhanul immediately raised his hand and hurried away without even turning his head towards Arga.

Degs... Making Arga's heart ache like a sharp knife.

Arga looked out at the back of his father, who began to move away from him.

There was no warmth to welcome his return.

Not even a smile was arranged for him.

Wardah looked down at his son's face.

Her eyes began to glaze over.

Even the suitcase he held since earlier in his left hand is now slumped on the floor.

Brakes...

" Kid." Wardah approached her son.

Arga turned to look at the mother." Bun, will Arga be hated again ? Ape Arga will lose my father's trust again ? "

This question escaped his lips.

Wardah clutched his son's hand, shaking his head did not justify it.

" No, Arga's not wrong.

Arga won't be hated son, I'll always believe Arga ye.

Don't worry about it ye boy." Wardah tried to calm her son.

Arga breathed out a huff.

" But kenape you're acting like that, Bun ? Ask Arga.

" Hehe, just have a kid.

Don't forget that your father is a king, son." Wardah doesn't want to worry Arga.

Arga did not flinch anymore, he just fell silent.

Staring meaningfully, the shadowy face of her Mother.

Warm circles began to slip from his eyes.

" Hey, kenape crying anyway ? Wardah wiped his son's tears.

" Hm, Mommy knows Arga must miss very mother right ? The ten youngest sons of this one mother can not be far from the mother."

Again and again Wardah tried to calm Arga down.

Wardah also grabbed his son's hand, to invite him to immediately pack his things in the room.

Arga only followed his mother, and his mouth was mute and even clenched, not daring to say a word.

After her luggage, Wardah brought food for her son.

He knew that his son must be hungry, because it had been a long journey.

" This is my mother bringing food." He told Arga.

Arga shook his head." Arga's not hungry yet Bun." Resist.

" Feed a little, let Arga have a little spirit." Just talk Wardah to him.

Again Arga refused his mother's request.

This was the first time he refused to comply with her mother's request.

Wardah gently stroked her son's hair.

" Daughter, Mother believes Arga is a good mother's son."

Wardah's words managed to make Arga stare at him intensely." Bun, who told you that Arga was the mastermind behind all this infighting and betrayal ?

Ask Arga to the point.

With a heavy heart, Wardah nodded.

" Yes son, there are people who put a letter in my father's room. It's a contract of your cooperation with those traitors." Honestly Wardah to him.

Arga was weak, his gaze fixed on the empty floor.

All his worries have now come true.

Her tears were now flocking to vapour in her heart.

" Daughter, Mother believes that it must all be a lie !! Mommy knows the mother's son not as stated on the paper.

Mommy knows it must be Slander, be patient yes son do not be discouraged Mother will reassure father that all that is slander son.

Don't worry, son." Said Wardah and hugged Arga.

Arga was silent in his mother's arms. Crying without a sound is what he is doing right now in the arms of the Mother.

Arga let go of her mother's embrace.

Wardah quickly shook his head.

" Don't kid, I don't hate Arga believe in Mommy son.

" But Arga wants to establish the truth.

But why God always makes it difficult for Arga to do it.

Does God prefer prolonged tyranny and standing tall ?

Arga had started to give up on the situation.

" Daughter, Arga can't say that.

The Lord is true and surely loves the truth.

God knows that Arga is His steadfast servant in this commission."

Wardah paused for a few seconds, then grabbed his son's hand.

" Muhammad alone, the noble man of God's choice. In upholding the truth is often vacillating circumstances.

Did the Prophet give up ?

No son, even the thought of giving up for a second he never did.

Example of his son. Insha Allah Arga will always understand what is behind all the goals of Asrar which is still not revealed this answer son.

Walatahinu wa la tahzanu antumul.

Apply this word in your life insha Allah Arga will never be at the point of surrender.

Arga the Mother's best son. Even all the mothers in the world.

Envy Mother, because Mother has the best son they do not have.

Ridho's mom always with Arga." Wardah's advice keeps Arga a little quiet from her anxiety and sadness.

He hugged his mother tightly." Thank you Mother for all the baswara that Mother poured on Arga."

" Please promise not to give up." Said Mother.

In his tears Arga nodded according to the request of his beloved mother.

" Now eat yes, mother bribe." Arga nodded no longer refusing.

While in another room.

The figure of Nazhanul sat on his pride chair.

Holding his forehead which is now in the middle of plumping.

Angering..

Disappointment now lingered in his heart.

" O God, is my son really doing all these bad things ?

" Did my son betray me ?

I don't know how hard it feels to accept all this.

If it's true that he did all this ? On what basis he did it.

Because of the treasure and the throne.

O God, if only I knew treasure and the throne was something that made me an enemy to my son.

It's better that I become a scavenger." Warm circles dripped from his eyes.

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In the basement the traitor was laughing with his men.

" At last the peak of our goal is almost reached.

This is what I want, making Nazhanul destroyed both inwardly and in body."

HAHAAH.... The sound of their laughter can only be heard by themselves.

The basement is very soundproof.

" Robert and Abriz are really stupid and I want to cheat with all the engineering I play..

At first Robert was stupid..

He hated and took revenge on Nazhanul who had nothing wrong with him.

Two years ago, when he called me and asked me to give Nazh a message for permission to go to the hospital because, my wife wanted to give birth. But with my brainpower to get him out of the palace of his own volition because I'm sure that Nazh will never get him out. And I didn't really tell Nazh the message he was giving.

HAHAA... And finally Nazh won't let him go from the field of battle.

And who would have thought that God was on my side, he made the relationship between the two friends crack into pieces..

With death experienced by Andhara during childbirth.. God is good to evil people like me.

And yes, that stupid Abriz. He believed that Nazh discriminated against his people.

It was very easy for me to deceive him and take advantage of the situation of his wife who needed funds to give birth.

Finally he wants me to order a slander that he is Aziz's man to kill Nazh....

And in the end Aziz was dishonorably cast out of the Palace.

Well, my plan turned out to be very much in the light of God, thank God."

Haha.... Their laughter is breaking.

Without thinking there were three figures of men who had been behind the basement door listening to their conversation.

Yes, the man was Robert, his son Andrea, and Abriz.

The three men who had been taken advantage of by Cumlaude's traitor.

Abriz leaned his body against the wall, regretting his actions.

Robert sat weak, his knees touching the floor.

In silence a clear liquid adorned his face.

" Dad." Andrea nodded her tears.

" Nazh is innocent, son." Sorry say.

Andrea nodded." Yeah, well, we have to fix everything, before it's too late."

" Nazh forgive me !!

I'm sorry I did this shit to you." His words echoed his mistake.

" Well, it's better now that we're foiling all of that son of a bitch's plans."

Andrea recalls Arga's words in the hospital, regarding that the King was not as bad as they were talking about.

And may Andrea know all the truth. He will stand with the truth.

" It turns out that Arga was right, Uncle Nazh was just a victim of this jerk." Without warning Andrea walked over to them.

Bukhhh.. Andrea immediately kicked at the basement door.

" Yates." Shouted Robert.

Making those who were there shocked gaping.

Bukh... Andrea immediately threw out her punch, making the traitor fall to the floor.

" B*NGSATT "The Meaning.

" I'm not fucking rude." The traitor was trying to rise up to avenge Andrea.

Bukhhh..

Andrea quickly returned to kick him.

" You are indeed BR*NGSEK !!

Just because of your power you can do this dirty thing."

Robert approached his son. And then Abriz. " Yates." Call Robert.

HAHAA...

" It's good you guys are already here.

That way I won't have to bother to explore at length again from the start." Said with his sneaky look.

Robert approached her." I never knew it was behind the beauty of your words there was shrouded in beads of cunning there.

I never know, it turns out that treasure and throne dropped you this low.

Hm, it's lucky God told me now, rather than not telling me at all.

Believe me God knows when the moment of destruction of a villain like you will arrive.

Thank you for teaching me the meaning of a lie, betrayal and greed." This time Robert did not want to dirty his hands, he preferred to speak these words.

" Come on, kid, let's go." Take it to Andrea.

" But dad, let me finish him." Reject Andrea.

" Have a son, with you finished him, you will cover up the truth.

Now we better go back, make peace with the situation." Andrea who was already emotional was forced to obey his father's request.

Robert and Andre left the basement.

While Abriz, don't want to go first.

" But believe me, what you're doing here will never put you in peace.

Guilt must always haunt my brother.

Trust me, end it before it's too late." Abriz said before leaving the room.

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Word by word they speak, making the heart of the traitor in a dilemma.

Hatred, and vengeance made him this jerk.

" Rghhh... Chaotic shouting.

" If Nazh had been fair to me then this wouldn't have happened." He still has a grudge in his heart.

Seriate...

Sevimli 2 March 2021

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