The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

the Laboratory

"Why him?"

"I don't know either" said Robby.

"Oh yes already if so. we just go back to the house," asked Akmal later. His brain was really tired, not to be invited to think anymore.

Robbi nodded then walked towards her car followed by Akmal and the others.

Akmal just opened the front door, sitting quietly beside the steering wheel, waiting for Robby who is still opening the door for his guests.

After all had sat quietly in their respective places, without much conversation, Robby was running his car out of the airport. Entering the quiet streets, through the darkness of the night bathed in cold dew that began to descend envelop nature.

Alhamdulillah Abid only moaned for a moment when there was a small commotion with Ahmad, after which he calmed down again. Then he fell asleep in his Papa's lap. If William is not asked, then his eyes are closed perfectly. Let it go, tomorrow there are still many tasks for him.

Apparently AkmaI could not bear to catch up with them all. He can no longer endure sleepiness. Want to resume his sleep, Finally He was slumbering on the side of Robby who remained focused driving the car on the quiet streets. Only once did they cross paths with cars that were going in different directions.

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Npouuuahhh ... Alhamdulillah ... Akmal began to open his eyes after nearly an hour of sleep.

"How were things here while I was away?" Now his mind is fresh again, ready to use.

"Everything is pretty safe to control. It's just that this morning Professor Amar nanya you. "

"Have I left 3 days?"

"So late afternoon also call again. Why didn't he call the general directly"

Hehe ... Akmal smiled. He just remembered that the phone he usually used for daily tasks, today he deliberately turned it off. So that his mind is not divided so that things quickly settle, nothing interrupts.

Calling now is disrespectful. The professor may also be still asleep. Tomorrow it's dawn I'll meet him.

"Can we stop by the base now?"

"Okay Boss."

Robbi turned her car to where she was headed which happened to be not far from the road she was now on.

"Wait here for a minute!"

"Yes." Yeah."

Akmal opened the car door very carefully. Similarly when closing it. So as not to disturb those who are sound asleep.

He entered the compound where he served without difficulty. Then he immediately headed to the special room of Research. Which to this day still looks very bright.

Silent, quiet, only the sound of soft wind passing by at this moment sounded. He did not meet anyone while heading to the room. Getting there remains the same. There was only Abbas who seemed to be awake in the room looking at and taking notes. His eyes occasionally glanced at the observation table.

Ngiiii ... The soft sound from the door of the room instantly made him excited.

"Alhamdulillah, you are back. I'm really waiting for you." Abbas immediately got up to Akmal whose hand had just removed the glass door of the room.

"What's wrong?"

Akmal immediately picked up a special shirt, gloves and headgear before opening the glass chamber that closed his observation table. So too Abbas. He did the same thing.

Then Akmal immediately approached the observation table where Tazkia was lying stiffly up to this point. Closely observe. Occasionally touching his hand pulse and also his nose. Check whether Tazkia is still breathing or not.

"Your analysis seems inaccurate or can be said to be wrong."

"Hmmm ..." Instantly Akmal raised his eyebrows. Although not a strange thing, because the initial data given to him is not valid. But it still made Akmal surprised. If the information William gave is correct. So Tazkia is a human being not a corpse.

"What's wrong?"

He tried to calm down, in order to re-analyze everything well before drawing a conclusion.

"It's not the root of the chips that makes them alive, but ..." Abbas has not finished speaking, AkmaI has cut him off.

"true."

Three days ago, on Tazkia's chest there was movement. Now let alone increase. Even now it has stopped completely. But at a glance he saw Tazkia's eyes open, only momentarily but closed again.

"What happened to him?" Akmal murmured slowly. Then he looked at the note Abbas had just given him.

"So he realized this morning, find you."

After feeling enough, Akmal turned around to leave the observation table.

"Because ... Sis ..."

Akmal hears Tazkia speaking. He returned to Tazkia, undoing his intention to end his observation this time.

"Well, he calls you" seduced Abbas.

"That's not me."

Abbas's eyebrows are uplifted. He did not believe Akmal's answer.

"He never called me brother."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. He calls you General" he said later when he realized his mistake.

As she neared, Akmal looked back at Tazkia's face. He looked pale, his heartbeat was absent, his body temperature was extremely low, like there was no life. But he can be conscious.

"Tazkie ... I'm Akmal." He tried to whisper the word in Tazkia's ear.

No response at all. Again whispering, "Tazkia open your eyes, I am Akmal."

The reaction remains the same. In fact, when the chips were still embedded in the nape, Tazkia was easy to respond with what he said.

Akmal is not discouraged. He counted again for a while while whispering his name in Tazkia's ear. So he believes Tazkia can no longer respond to him.

"The result of Chris's out?"

"Yes already. All the ciphers in those chips point to you."

"just fine. When those chips don't stick to his body, he doesn't recognize me anymore."

"Get me dong, hehehe ..." Abbas's laughter made AkmaI smile.

"There's just you."

"Where are your sermons, smoothly. When married?"

"Alhamdulillah smoothly. Yes ... It's time for me to invite you."

After closing the observation table again, Akmal took off his special clothes, with eyes that could not be separated from Tazkia. Not because of anything, it's just 3 days left as if there has been a lot of change. Maybe he'll find something to solve this problem.

Then he headed for a very special cupboard, made of very thick glass. Equipped with room temperature control. Really a very special tool. Only he has access to open it. Even Professor Amar did not give any rights.

Only his voice and fingerprints could be opened. Because that's where the substance Y21MNS14 stored.

"All the developments have you reported to Professor Amar, right?"

"It has. Lately I've been suspicious of him."

"Reason?"

"Some times I've found him wanting to open the cupboard."

Hemmm .. why did I think about Ahmad at the airport. Could it have something to do?

"Then whatever you know."

"The new one."

"Just feeling, can't be proof." Not the intention of defending the Professor, but rather do not want to guess the no-no on people who are not necessarily wrong.

"Maybe he was very worried about Tazkia. That's good, to be injected into Tazkia as I suggested at the time."

"Oh, maybe it is."

"So he sent Ahmad to the airport to pick me up."

"Ahmad?" Abbas was surprised, his eyebrows raised.

"Yes. What's wrong?"

Abbas did not answer. He's just a head-scalp.