The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

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“Akmal?” Bastian actually made a smile with a new name pinned by Jamilah on Christ.

“Sorry Akmal, I misdialed.” His hands waved and eyes were perfectly rounded, ceaselessly smiling lips.

Oops, it looks like he misidentified the person who had been with him thought Akmal was not.He is Christ, hehehe ...

While Christ can only scratch the head that does not itch. It was ridiculous, Jamilah called him by the name of Akmal. It seems like it's getting worse if he calls someone.

Chris picked up the communication device, spoke in secret. Sometimes his eyes glanced at Jamilah who was jumping down from his plane. Of course, it's still under Bastian's gunpoint.

He was very cheerful when talking on his phone. Then close the phone cheerfully. What Christ planned.

There is a bright line in the eastern horizon, marked by dawn will rise. As a guide to dawn prayer has entered its time.

Although he could not hear the sound of the Adhan, but the sign of nature had shown so.

“Bastian, just let go. I think he should carry out his duties as a Muslim."Chris felt sorry for Jamilah. But you can understand Bastian's attitude as well. Perhaps he was still harboring anger from being dropped into the sea some time ago by Jamilah.

"Body is coming.”

"really?"

"All right."

Jamilah cheered happily in his heart, it turns out that Christ is really a good person. But I kissed the shrimp behind the rempeyek. Do not want to ....

I don't want to be their prisoner.

"Don't try you run.” Bastian's loud voice boomed, leaving Jamilah annoyed, helpless.

Alhamdulillah, it turns out Bastian is good too, giving the opportunity to worship him. Let's also waste that opportunity. He also intends to leave Bastian to carry out his obligations.

Just a few steps, Bastian had already stopped him.

“Give me all your weapons first!”

“I no longer carry a weapon.” Jamilah try to avoid.

“Or do I need to search?”

“Yang is right. Unwilling to be touched by your hand”

“Quick!”

This guy really sucks, Jamilah grumbled in his heart.

Jamilah took out the weapons hidden in his body one by one, while looking at Bastian with anger.

Bastian is not like Christ, his face looks a little fierce, showing that he is a cold-blooded killer who does not hesitate to finish off his opponent.

Hopefully the guess is wrong. He doesn't want to deal with people like that.

“Quick!” Bastian again snapped at him.

Okay .. okay .. now according to first. Fear of running out of time. Jamilah immediately handed over the weapon he was carrying. He put it under Bastian's feet. Then Jamilah immediately ran towards the sea to immediately ablution.Tanpa mind Bastian who looked at him annoyed.

And so does Christ. He also headed towards the sea on the other side to do the same. After completing their ablution, they headed in different directions to perform their prayers. I'm sorry, Christ's a boy and I'm a girl, not a mahrom anymore. If you two make Su’hon people.

Bastian just looked at them dumbstruck. He used to learn about Islam but did not know why then mutung. And now he doesn't know which one to believe. Between the old beliefs, never implemented, with Islam he also never executed. It is precisely Christ who first worshiped, even though he learned only briefly. Confused dech ....

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Meanwhile, in a different place, Akmal was murojaah Koran. The time left after the completion of the evening prayer, always filled with Tilawatil Quran.

“Who is also this morning already phone,” murmured Akmal. He was disturbed when he heard his phone ringing. But maybe it's important. He stopped his laughter.

grabbing a cell phone that's on the side of his bed.

“Assalamaicum, Christ. What are the nights already phone.”

“Who?”

“Please on your heart.”

“You are-just there.”

“It's been rather than fantasizing on, you better meet him.Use this time as well as possible, than late and regret later.Already, I wait for you.”

“Good. Wait a minute, I want to pray at dawn first. Please take care of him for me.”

“Beres, don't worry.”

Alhamdulillah not long heard the voice of the morning prayer from the mosque in the defense department. Although the desire of the heart to immediately find it, but undone first. The Lord of Love of all love, has called him. That's more entitled to visit.

Akmal went to the source of the sound. To perform the morning prayer. Only then did he fulfill the call of conscience that was linked to the desire for love, meaning the love he wanted to make.

“Robby you accompany me for a moment.”

“Where?”

“Do not ask much, just follow.” He said as he cleaned up his prayer equipment, without turning to Robby who had just finished his dhikr.

If you say that, there is no choice but to follow your master faithfully. Robby became reluctant to answer it, worried that later it could slow down his master.

Akmal then left his prayer place. He's headed to the helicopter in the middle of the field accompanied by Robby. His bodyguard and best friend.

“You sit there. Let me fly this plane.” Akmal said while wearing a seatbelt. He looked seriously behind the wheel.

“Ya.” Robbie answered briefly. It's important 'yes'. What the problem is not to know. If asked, keko very. He is just a bodyguard.

Only he was astonished

Tumben Akmal was piloting his own plane. What the hell is going on?

The nephew is kept, follow the master.

Soon he had flown the helicopter, accompanied by a big question mark from inside Robby, the loyal bodyguard.

The plane fluttered into the bright sky, by the already unashamed sun. His light was bright, as bright as Akmal's smile. Because seeing the island that became his goal, it might also be the purpose of his heart.

From space, he faintly saw a fighter plane and three black dots around it. Could it be them. Not wrong!

They are Kris and Bastian. And that tight-lipped woman might be Jamilah, as Chris told her earlier, hopefully.

Akmal slowly began to lower his plane, approaching them all. There was joy in his smile. While praying, may what Christ told you be true. That woman is Jamilah, the little girl who is always waiting for.

While Bastian and Christ were staring at Akmal's descending plane, Jamilah gradually withdrew, approaching his fighter. A chance to escape. All of them did not pay attention.

Two men alone, has made him helpless, especially if it increases, it is more difficult to deal with it. The only way is blurred, before everyone realizes it, and it's getting harder to escape.

When Akmal set foot in the sand, Jamalah turned on the plane. Bey ... Bey ... All the.

They looked towards the roar of the plane leaving the beach. Bastian immediately aimed his rifle at the plane that Jamilah was driving.

“Do not!” Akmal and Christ prevent Bastian's actions.

“Sial,” said Bastian angrily staring at Jamilah's departure.

He was not angry because he could not bring Jamilah to Akmal. But because the prisoner escaped. That's it, nothing else. Moreover, he was a soldier who had plunged himself into the sea, the more passionate desire to defeat him. But if you've escaped like this, how should ....

Unlike Christ, whose first intention is only to meet Akmal with the person who has been waiting for.

“Please. This is General Akmal coming ..” cried Christ as hard as he could. But the plane was getting away. And finally disappeared.

"Be careful, you're running away" grumbled Christ.