The Blood Of God's

PLAY FOR ME #30

Salman Attar Williams paced the corridor once in a while, staring at the handmade ancient watch needle that was coiled around his wrist. Next to him, on the elongated chair, sat Aisyah and Aya Sofia.

Aisyah ******-****** her own fingers. her lips are prying, either reciting what. It is clear at this time the volume is in a state of panic.

the medical team who checked on Haidar had not come out of the room either. Salman occasionally glanced at Aisyah and her daughter.At that time a parobaya woman wearing a canal dress with a headscarf protruding into the stomach. he is flanked by two girls who are none other than Mahreen and Callista.

Salman saw the arrival of Inayah flanked by Mahreen and Callista, directly coming to them.

"Auntie.." said Salman, then nodded at Mahreen and Callista. Inayah held the officer's arm.

"How's Haidar doing?" ask Inayah anxiously.

"It's still being examined by the medical team, Bibi" replied Salman.

"Why is this so?" ask Inayah.

"Aden was not there, Bibi. at that time he was told by Haidar to take Callista adiek to his house." replied Salman then turned to look at Aisyah and her daughter who were also while looking at Inayah, "That woman who found Haidar lying unconscious."

Inayah looked at Aisyah with a moment of squealing gaze.it seemed to be a woman whose characteristics corresponded to Mahreen's words...

Mahreen looked at Aisyah and furrowed her brows.The green-eyed girl came to Aisyah. "How come you can be in Lasantu's house?" ask Mahreen.

"I live there." answered Aisyah to make Mahreen surprised and immediately looked at Inayah again. The parobaya woman then approached and sat down beside Aisyah after she hinted Mahreen to get away from it.

"Who are you, son?" ask Inayah flatly.

Aisyah momentarily looked at Salman.the man nodded.the jilbaber sighed for a moment and began to introduce herself.

"I am Aisyah Tilahunga, from Tolinggula. I am an acquaintance of Mr. Haidar. I was asked by Mr. Haidar to stay at the Lasantu residence because his previous assistant was not in place because he returned home to the village to take care of family activities." aisha answered honestly.

"How close are you to my son?" inayah asked flatly and intimidatingly.

"Not so close, Mom, I used to work in a courier company, and then met Mr. Haidar and he asked me to stay in the Lasantu Residence for a while to wait for his maid to come back here." answer Aisha again.

Inayah straightened up and looked at Salman.the man nodded confirming Aisyah's description. Inayah nodded.before long the door opened and two doctors appeared.

"Mister Haidar's family?" ask one of the doctors.

Inayah stood up, "I am her mother." he said.

doctor nodded. "Pak Haidar had a sudden contraction and caused him to quickly experience body cramps and immediately make him fall" he said to Inayah and one by one people who were present at the place. "But fortunately he did not have a stroke. usually a sudden fall will cause a collision with the floor or ground or whatever it is. which will obviously cause the walls of the blood vessels to rupture so that the potential for a stroke."

everyone was relieved to hear the doctor's testimony. Inayah asked again. "Can we swipe it?"

"Please." replied the doctor. "But not a lot.the patient needs a lot of fresh air.maximum three people can visit it.

they nodded.the two doctors left Inayah and her entourage.before long after two more medical team came out of the room.

"I wonder.it is not a common occurrence. thrombophilia can cause death if left too long, but his blood is no longer fresh red. all of his blood is blackened." knock one of the medical teams down with a witty look.

Inayah heard all the words of the doctor and her face became unsettled, she looked at Mahreen. "We're both here for a moment to look after Chouji."

Mahreen nodded. Salman then dehem. "Then Aden wants to bring Callista home again" Salman suggested. Inayah looked at Callista and the jilbaber said yes. Inayah nodded.

"Well. hadija yes?" the message.

Salman smiled to himself.again the antonym HADIJA out again from the lips of the parobaya woman.if the woman is insensitive, can be jealous because he thought the man ordered to have another woman of his dreams.

Salman invites Callista to leave the place. Inayah went first into the room leaving Mahreen and Aisyah and Aya Sofia who were sitting on the long bench. Mahreen then sat down anyway and looked at the room.the two were still silent, awkwardly starting the conversation.

"Mother... Can we stay here, look after Om?" ask Aya Sofia.

"Mother doesn't know son." answered Aisyah gently looking at her daughter, "We can only pray, may Om Haidar quickly recover from his stupor."

Aya Sofia nodded and did not say much anymore. Aisha then got up to leave. Aya Sofia also moved. Mahreen.

"Where are you going?" ask Mahreen.

"I want to pray, may Mr. Haidar be able to quickly recover from his pain" replied Aisyah.

"When did you live in that house?" todong Mahreen's. "You know, the rules in the Lasantu family do not allow a young woman, let alone a child to live in the Lasantu residence?"

"Sorry, I don't know. Mr. Haidar didn't tell me that." Aisyah replied honestly.

"Of course he didn't tell her." sidelines Mahreen, "And it was you who made him not tell it. The situation of you who have a child to publish pity makes him violate the provisions in his own family."

Aisyah sighed and closed her eyes for a moment then looked at Mahreen. "I also don't like to linger there. After she realized from her current state, I will beg for a break." after saying so, Aisyah took Aya Sofia to leave Mahreen alone.

...*****...

Inayah sat down with her face down to accompany Haidar who was still lying quietly in a state of subsconcius.The description of the doctor overlapping with the description of one of the medical team made the mother feel unsettled.

the mother does not know what happened to her son and that is precisely what makes him more unsettled. Inayah is not good at the art of kanpo igaku that can detect the symptoms of the disease that afflicts Haidar.The ability brought his mother-in-law into the pit. the father also died did not have time to teach Inayah the sciences about the original treatment of gorontalo. he was really in real ignorance.

only the chanting of dhikr could he recite to soothe his heart that was overcome with unreasonable sadness it was only a miracle that could wake Haidar from his sleep, and God answered him.

slowly Haidar's eyes opened and familiarized with the surrounding conditions. slowly he turned to find the mother who was sitting closed her eyes while reading dhikr. his arms slowly stretched out holding his mother's hand that supported the edge of the bed.

"Mama.." call Haidar weakly.

Inayah opened her eyes and found the son dead, looking at him with a confused look, the mother swept her son's chest.

"Thank God you've woken up son." said Inayah with relief, "How are you feeling today?"

"I'm fine, Ma.. don't be afraid." replied Haidar slowly. Inayah became calm.Songs flat smile was everyday his son told him that everything would be fine.

"It's good then. mother has calmed down." said Inayah with a relieved smile. "Mother and Mahreen told Salman that you passed out at home..."

Haidar nodded. Inayah held her son's arm gently again. "Son, why did you break my terms?" ask the parobaya woman gently.

"Allowing Aisha to stay in the Lasantu Residence?" guess Haidar. Inayah nodded.the young man sighed then spoke. "Yes, I have not had time to tell Mama. the woman is worth helping. I plan to enter the woman to Buana Asparaga. meanwhile I ask her to stay because currently Bik Inah is not in place... does Mama mind?"

"Alright tomorrow, the woman will not be in the Lasantu residence anymore" said Haidar.

but unexpectedly, Inayah just shook her head. "Let the woman stay there. You can not continue to rely on the energy of Bik Inah who is old. Mama let him live there, with his son."

"Thank you, Mama." praised Haidar, "Mama really understands me."

Inayah just nodded and nodded. "What's that girl's name? Aisha?"

Haidar nodded. Inayah smiled, "The name reminds Mama of your late grandmother whose name is the same as the woman." Inayah laughed, "According to the story of Abah, Aunt Aisyah and her husband, Om Bakri were very good people.they were killed sadistically on the grounds of revenge against the Lasantu family. your grandmother killed the killer with the Wind Slaughterer."

"What does it look like, Oma Aisyah?" ask Haidar.

Inayah shook her head. "Mama don't know.maybe you can visit the family gallery on the left side of the second floor of your residence.there are photos of our family."

Haidar looked again at the ceiling of the room.he sighed, "I think Mahreen will misunderstand Aisyah." he said slowly. "He thinks she's gonna be his toughest rival."

Inayah just smiled.I hope, Haanish will bring good news about the origin of Mahreen.if it turns out she is his daughter from my second madam, the, I can't imagine how hurt they both know the truth...

both mother and son were silent in the room.

...******...

Haanish looked at the centuries-old Naryn-Kala fortress, still entrenched in a corner of Derbent.

The fort is the legacy of the Persian-pre-Islamic kingdom under Shahan Shah Koshrau I on the ruins of the ancient hill fort of Dag-Bary with the aim of protecting the region from the invading Yajuj Majuj people.

Haanish stepped up the stairs of the fort.he took the Wind Slayer.The equipment was like a Navy Club sling bag, entrusted to a sheikh who lived in the Juma Mosque, Juma Mosque, which is one of the ancient sites that still stands, derived from the relics of the Umayyads.

Haanish deployed ki to detect the existence of the fortified living creature.he found it. Pure air of his detected at least fifty members of the Dracna clan lurking there, holding Miriam Nurmagonegov to extract information about the identity of Mahreen Nurmagonegov.

Haanish concentrated, collected ki into the hara point, stimulated the microchip implanted in his body.The microchip reacted and was soon enveloped in the Ark 01 Narsys armor.

the nanotech armor was shaped like an oyoroi similar to an oyoroi found in a private dojo, but in a tight, body-wrapped pattern, clad in a sleeveless vest that extended long to the thigh, blocking the thigh protector. Haanish placed the Wind Slayer on the left side of the belt, next to the modified short sword that was wrapped in the armor.

the armor was so light that Haanish had no trouble exerting the technique of hayagakajutsu, darting away with an undetectable running technique and hiding in the dredges of the walls observing several members of the Dracna clan milling around to guard.

Haanish observed the patrol patterns of the men and began to understand the gap resulting from the weak point that Haanish observed. coming out of hiding killed one by one the Dracna people until they were not left. Haanish entered the inner part of the fort, found a room. It appears there is a crossbar patterned 'X'. the crossbar is bound to a jilbaber. his face looks tired and bear the pain.

Haanish approached it but continued to deploy ki within ten-meter parameters to detect any bidding and anticipate it if it did, but apparently, it did, there was no one there but him and the woman tied to the crossbar.

"Nurmagonegov Miriam?" greet Haanish slowly.

with difficulty, the jilbaber lifted his face, staring at the figure in blue armor that stood a few meters before him. afterwards he looked down again due to extreme fatigue.

"Who are you?" ask jilbaber weakly.

"Do you know Mahreen Nurmagonegov?" search Haanish.

for a moment the jilbaber sighed and sighed. "If you want to know about Mahreen from me, you're just finding futility.keep your wish.Till you die, I won't tell you where Mahreen is now."

Haanish smiled behind his armor helmet, "I came at the behest of the Amur River Society. I hope you will follow me. I'll let you go."

Haanish deliberately brought the name of the community to lure the jilbaber to admit whether he was Miriam or not.

"Don't.." prevent that jilbaber.

"Why?" ask Haanish.

"I'm no longer strong." murmured Miriam. "If you have a need. liaise with Mahreen, just say it."

"Who is Mahreen Nurmagonegov?" ask Haanish.

"She's my sister." replied Miriam.

"You sure?" haanish, don't Jabir and Sarah have only one daughter?"

"She's my sister, though not as pregnant" said the jilbaber weakly.

"So... Who is Mahreen? why would the Dracna clan want him?" search Haanish.

"She was the daughter of a member of the Amur River Society and a fighter from the black dragon clan." replied the jilbaber.

"Explain in more detail." - Pinta Haanish.

"Mahreen's real name is Julia Fedora Bushra. she is the daughter of Ivanka Korkov and. a champion.

"Who?.." urged Haanish forward a little more and grabbed the jaws of the jilbaber and raised his face so that he looked towards Haanish. "Who? who's father?" his insistence.

".... Saburo.... Koga... Mochi. zuki.." replied the jilbabber finally drooped again.

Haanish was surprised and examined the woman. it turned out that the jilbaber had died.The young man sighed disappointed.his mind returned to play.

a mochizuki? isn't that Oma's family? is Mahreen the son of one of the Mochizuki family members? I'd better ask Mama...

Haanish looked at the jilbaber and sighed, "Innalillahi... Allahummaghfirlaha, warhamha, wa aafiha, wa'fu'anha... Miriam Nurmagonegov's.."

"After that you'll catch up with him." cried someone behind Haanish.

the young man flipped over and found a young man wearing a pauldron that protected both his shoulders.The type of clothing he wore signified he was a great swordsman. Haanish directed the tip of the modified sword towards the man.

"You tortured him?" todong Haanish's.

"Without being tortured as well, the woman must have died as well.her body was weak.very weak." replied the young man. Haanish stared at the two slats of sword slung on the left and right sides of the waist, typical of the European style of sword.

"In that case, I, on behalf of the Amur River Society, will avenge his death" Haanish said, moving the sword modification to the grip of his left hand while his right hand unsheathed the Wind-Splitter. Haanish uses the Ichi Niten style pattern created by Musashi Miyamoto.

"The Amur River community, Yoshiaki Koga Hasegawa.." Haanish introduced himself using his old name.

the young man drew both swords and used Barbasetti-style techniques.His right hand held a rapier-type sword and his left hand held a long knife, **pee.

"En Garde's...." []