STREET THUGS SON CONGLOMERATE

THERE IS ONLY ONE LOVE.

Saipul does not know who Roman is. That is why when Mr. Bisri does not dare to call Roman with a regular call, so Mr. Bisri always calls him with a call sir in front of his name.

"Sir Bisri! Roman is young, don't call him father! Just call her name. Look at him looking embarrassed," said Saipul, but Bisri could only stare at Saipul.

"Huam.., Yes sir Bisri we're leaving!" take Roman while yelling sleepy still feel tired because of a long trip.

The sad feeling in his heart that lost Morrin still he felt, Shown in his eyes when Morrin exhaled without being accompanied by loved ones.

That is why Roman deliberately distanced Mr. Bisri from Buruan Vinda and Ghazan in order to bring them to justice.

"It's sir! robes and hats along with prayer mats, this I used to bring from Mecca Never used, still new sir!" saipul said offering prayer clothes that are still wrapped.

"O..., why doesn't Saipul wear it!" roman said while receiving the parcel Saipul gave.

"Home is still a lot of Rome, that I brought from Mecca when I worked there!" saipul Suhut.

"What do you do in Mecca!" ask Roman.

"I'm a Roman driver! There!" answer Saipul.

"Hajj there!" ask Roman again.

"It's Rom!" answer Saipul.

"O..," Roman nods his head.

"But he doesn't want to be called Hajj sir!" lead Pak Bisri told Roman.

"I told you not to call him father!" saipul said nudging Mr. Bisri.

"Why?" roman looked at Saipul.

"Hehehe's ashamed, people will say I'm a Saudi hajj!" saipul replied lightly laughing answering what Roman asked.

"It's Roman, but it's like a bull" Saipul explained Roman.

There was a little Roman admiration with the hospitality of the people of the village where Mr. Bisri lived. The three of them went to the mosque, which was located quite far from here.

So also with Restu who in Jakarta early in the morning had prepared himself to go to the mosque by using a car owned by Roman. All the needs of Restu who just lived in Roman's apartment were facilitated by Hadi.

In the security post, Restu saw Wandi appear to be asleep. There are many mosquitoes that fly and perch on Wandi's cheeks. Occasional sounds of his hands, slapping his own cheeks. Not long after he heard the sound of the car that Restu turned on. Spontaneous Wandi gasped in shock,

"Okay, yawning.., yawning!" yelled Wandi running to head off the car that had not moved the road.

Restu smiled to see the behavior of Wandi who ran over to the car he was about to drive.

"Hey! Wandi.., it's me!" sata Restu looked her head out the car door.

Wandi tilted her body and left to pay attention to Restu, "Waduh! I thought muting!" said Wandi hit his jidat.

"I'm sorry I interrupted your sleep!" restu nyamperin said Wandi was advancing his car.

"Sorry.., I'm asleep!" wandi apologized to Restu.

"It's okay, I'm going to the mosque!" restu said running the car slowly, Wandi ran towards the gate opening it.

After praying together, Restu take a walk around Jakarta. The car drove to Sudirman Street. When passing in a cafe Sarinah he saw the shadow of Hadi's face located not far from the sidewalk of the road. There are seen many people then walk around and exercise in the morning.

Restu was curious and directed his car to the cafe Sarinah. It turned out that Hadi was sitting leaning on the sopa chair looking like a daydream. His mind could not escape thinking about Roman's current whereabouts.

Hadi gasped in surprise when suddenly there, people greeted him who was daydreaming. "Assynnya!" sapa Restu's.

"Wa'alaikumussalam!" look at Hadi towards the voice that greeted him.

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