The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

Just tomorrow

"Alright Akmal, this seems to be very important to you. I'll try everything you ask. After the completion of 2 bottles of infusion, God willing he can go straight home. 2 days once I will go to his house."

"Thank you, Irsyad. I'm counting on you. It could be that with your help this many souls are saved."

"Don't overdo it."

"No Irsyad. This is what it is."

Irsyad nodded his head. Akmal's task seems light but it's a big responsibility. If not Akmal doesn't want him to take it.

He remembered the time in the cottage first. Akmal often helps him. Both financial and other aspects. Even his family did not escape Akmal's help until he was what he is today. They never remember the help they were given. This proved Akmal did not immediately recognize him when they met again.

Helping with observation is nothing new to him. Because he used to do it to help Akmal. Although not often. Akmal likes to do everything himself.

"Jude, I'm back. Syukron Kathir."

"Affen ... Oh yeah, don't forget to invite a wedding."

"God willing."

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi ..

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wa alaikum."

They hugged each other warmly before they separated. Akmal now walked out of the room, leaving Irsyad still smiling. Expressing his happiness at meeting old friends.

Akmal returned to Abid's treatment room. Jamilah was gently stroking Abid's head. Occasionally unconsciously his head nodded. Apparently he's sleepy. Maybe also because of fatigue after playing a chase with the kidnapper.

Akmal didn't have the heart to wake him, but what else. In the room itself, it felt very boring. It is very desirable that he invites her to talk, to get rid of this saturation.

"Too Jamilah," said Akmal softly.

"C ... ae ... Ah Brother. Long time Brother went," he said stammering. He rubbed his eyes, then both of his hands shut their mouths to resist yawning.

"sorry. Can't be arrested sich."

It's not an excuse, but it's real. When I'm coming back here, I did stop by the toilet first.

"It's okay, brother. Cuman Ayu so sleepy no meeting chat. Where Abid sleeps again."

It turns out the same we feel right now. Who is not sleepy if again alone, the body is tired again.

"Have you told me?"

"It has. But it hasn't come."

"Propag ... Maybe in a minute." I approached him and noticed Adit sleeping in front of him.

"So, why does Adit sleep, nothing happens with Abid?"

"Bad thoughts will affect the outcome. Think about it well. God willing nothing will happen."

"Maybe" he said quickly. Even though he still seems to be trying to understand. "But really, right, brother? I'm really worried, brother."

"We pray that nothing happens. It's all because of Brother's fault, you can't take care of you."

"Nothing's wrong, brother. It is precisely Ayu is grateful that Brother was there when the incident occurred. Ayu can't imagine that Brother wasn't there."

"Alhamdulillah Abid we can save."

"Yes, Brother. But Ayu is still worried."

I can understand his anxiety. She is a very sensitive woman. Even though it looks tough outside, and all by itself. But his sense of caring stood out more than his selfishness.

"Sister. Can't Brother and parents Brother come to my parents not later tonight, tomorrow morning. How's it?"

Yes, yes . what he thinks. In the end he would sacrifice his business for the sake of others. Moreover, that person was a person he loved very much. But for this matter, I understand. We will not all do that in the midst of our troubles. My mom will understand that too. I just had a little bit of aaaaaaat. It's always delayed. 😢

And I have to ask Professor Amar for the longest time, so I can stay here longer. To accomplish everything, including my ultimate goal.

This time I don't care if I'm allowed to or not. What matters is saying. I don't want to put it off just by following his wishes about Tazkia. More precisely his obsession to revive Tazkia. He'll have to wait until my business is done.

I'm sorry professor ... I think you'll make the same decision, if you're where I am right now. Ok!

"Assalamualaikum, how's Abid doing?"

We both looked at the source of the voice, which turned out to be Mother Zulfa who was followed by sister Malika with her husband. They had now stood in the middle of the entrance of the pavilion room.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Thank God, Mother, it's better."

"Why not come?"

"Papa is now going to the police station" replied Malika.

Mother Zulfa immediately approached Abid, and hugged him warmly. And kissed her too. To wake Abid, who was asleep.

"Mother ...."

"Are you okay, son?"

"There's Ayu, Om Akmal too."

Ayu looks sad looking at them. As if envious of the warmth that Mother Zulfa appeared to Abid. Sometimes I see him rubbing the edge of his eyes with his hands. I think he's moved.

He slowly walked out of the room. Leaving Mother Zulfa Kak Malika and her husband. He stood leaning against the wall with a sad look. I can't bear to see it. I approached him too.

"Come on, what's up?"

"There's nothing, brother."

"Kok away?"

"I miss Mama's hug."

Inevitably Akmal smiled to himself, hearing Jamilah's confession.

"You have never been embraced by Mother Zulfa."

"Often even before Abid was born, I used to sleep with Mommy."

"Hegan gini?"

"Mother is not pa-pa," he replied spoiled.

"Yes, yeah." I really want to laugh. If you don't remember he's an adult. Rather than offending her I would rather keep my laughter in a dikulum smile. Which makes Jamilah even more upset

"What's the problem with Akmal?"

"I can't imagine you being my wife, and then suddenly at night waking up. Remember your father, and cry, and ask to go home. So funny ...."

"Calciihhh ... Older brother. Superficial dech!" Both hands clenched. Get ready to punch Akmal.

"KDRT is his name."

Jamilah stopped his movements with a face coxed.

He was silent for a moment. Then he said, "I feel like I miss Mama. Want me to make a pilgrimage to his grave."

"Right now?"

"Yes, but that's impossible."

"May tomorrow Brother can take you to Mama's grave."

"We'll go there with Papa."

"Sister wasn't invited."

"Papa's Ijin first."

"That's Papa."

Why did he walk in a hurry. His face is a little tense. What's the matter?