The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

Jamilah Arrest Mission

“Hey, eat it tuch speed, later miss loh.”  Akmal tried to distract.

“Holah You. Avoiding his story.  So don't be picky. So the weathered bujang just knew the taste. Or are you waiting for that Jamilah?”

Again only answered with a smile by Akmal. Make Christ gemessss !! Darling can not do anything, so that this friend can open himself.

“Later when it's time, surely you guys will I tell.”

“I wait for it.”

They also enjoyed the food, which was only a few spoons away. And before long they had spent everything on their plates. Until it is completely clean without the rest of a grain.

Not yet out of his seat, Ahmad and Robby approached them. One of them showed his watch to Christ. Chris was a moment of surprise.

“Eh, sorry Akmal, I first.”

“What's up, how's the rush?”

“There was a call from the battalion chairman.”

“Ya, please. I'm done too.”

“Sorry Akmal we bring Christ first,” said Ahmad who answered a nod of the head by Akmal.

Okay, as usual Chris will leave his plate marks lying around. Fortunately there is a kind friend like him, until Kak to be a business. It's just that, so the surveillance records of the room. It was hard to get up in the ranks. Moga if at home his wife is patient.

Akmal takes care of their food and washes it clean. Then put it on the shelves that are already available. Accompanied by Robby, assistant and loyal bodyguard.

But if Akmal's cleaning business doesn't like to be helped. He better do it himself. Anyway nice dech to be his bodyguard, do not bother very much.

After lunch, he took the time to visit his friends who were already preparing to leave for war practice together. Enough of the mosque where he rested at this time, already able to see their activities.

He waved his hand as the cargo plane carried them all. He wants to go along like he used to. It's a shame we have a different task, it's okay if we have to separate.

Only one friend remained for him. Who else if not Robi, his assistant or personal bodyguard.

“Robby, Please continue that earlier.”

“Oke.”

While the problem about Jamilah let it be handled by his friends who are experts. I will focus on his research at this time. It's not good, but how else. He doesn't have time to take care of his personal life. Focus and focus on research.

Lucky to have friends like them. It's just ... I hope my friends don't cheat. Or take Jamilah. I feel sorry if it happens like that. Not friends!

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Just a few days later Akmal has received data from Chris about Jamilah as a whole. High, heavy, educational history, last address, and others are very complete. Making himself sure that Jamilah who is currently facing the battlefield of war training is Jamilah who he knows. Her wayward little sister is amazing.

Akmal's friends are overwhelmed, facing Jamilah's lunge. He seemed to control the air where they held exercises together, but this was not the area. It was incredible.

He's a good aviator. Very good at controlling fighter aircraft. Made them battered in his face.

“Akmal! this is how, it is very difficult to conquer,” said Christ one night.

“You promised, bring him to me.”

“I doubt that he's the one you're looking for.”

“Indeed why?”

“Again barbarians. Especially if in the field of battle.”

Hehe ... Akmal's smile expands. It seems like it was once.

“Don't tell me that you guys are gonna catch him.”

“Ah, which is really only.”

“Can be.”

“I will prove, if I can catch him for you.”

“Wait for it.”

“Difficult Also, find a partner for the general.”

“Thank Christ, for his prayers. I'm not general.”

“Hai Christ don't mess with you.”

“Hi my friend can worry too. Not necessarily you are accepted.”

“Just don't you do anything about him.”

“Do not worry, Friend. Bye, assalamualaikum.”

“Wa aleikum greetings.”

The phone is closed, but this wishful thinking cannot be closed. Even wandering around somewhere. Thankful in the hand there is still a reading that is always his friend. So that the wild for a moment can calm down.

But the heart can't lie if it's happy right now, happy or not. Maybe more precisely flowers, like young people who are in love. Hearing her name made her heart happy. If the business is like this, pray as the right place to calm him. He also put his small Qur’an on the table, left his bed, out of the room wanted to ablution.

“Sir, why smile. Unusually,” greeting Robby who was sitting in the guard room.

“Tak nothing. It's night, haven't you slept?”

“Can't sleep?”

“Yes, dear children.”

Akmal mangosteen. He understood very well the situation of his assistant who was married and had a child.

“Tomorrow you can take time off, there are no outside tasks.”

“The driver is like that, but can it?”

“Pasti. Have you not been home for 6 months. Your son and wife must miss it too.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

They also continued their steps to leave Robby who is now also happy because of the leave given by him

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Meanwhile, far from where Akmal was enjoying his solitude, a human figure who was sneaking up to the fighter plane.

He slowly opened the fuel tank.

“Sorry, I reduced a little yes. So that you tomorrow do not mess with us.”

And then he too went away.

Dearly beloved, his steps should be stopped when there is a hand holding his shoulder. Dach Address ....

“Dare the times you get into the nest.”

It seemed like the voice was familiar to him, but did not dare to refuse, Don't-don't-don't his enemy. Until the hand turned its head.

When it was clear who had stopped his steps. He was smiling too.

“Bastian?”

“You too.”

“Pusing me same soldier one it.”

“Same. Yo're out fast. Hunts caught.”

Not yet they stepped, There were 2 people who approached them, do not know when it came and from where.

“Stop!”

They stopped his steps. Wanted to look around, but a long-running weapon touched his cheek.

“Street!”

They were forced to walk in the direction designated by Long.

Tomorrow's address can't see Jamilah's action anymore. Fortunately unachievable, poor cannot be denied. Intention so that tomorrow is not very heavy during the battle and can capture Jamilah elegantly. But tonight even those who have been caught first.

Naas is their fate. More tragically, the address was no promotion. It's just one hope, prayer. May the head of the division be kind. Not to lower their rank. As a result of carelessness, they eventually became prisoners of the enemy.