
Upon arriving at Tasya's room which is currently occupied by Ana. Chris immediately checked the state and condition of the idol. Seen in the netra of her eagle, Ana is still faithful in her peaceful sleep. When it felt that Ana was fine, Chris immediately took Wudhu and carried out his duties as a Muslim. He prayed in an orderly and tumakninah.
In his prostration always pray for the safety of the baby and his beloved wife. There is nothing more precious to her in this world than Ana, her future baby, and her family today.
After completing his duties as a Muslim, he immediately followed the wife to rest for a moment. Jin also needs rest, to recover his strength.
Tasya and Ivan have arrived at a wild racecourse.
But the look on Tasya's face does not look bright in the least. The cloud still adorned her beautiful face. And this was realized by his friends.
"Lu why An?" ask Riko one of Ana's racing friends.
"Ga why-not," Tasya replied straightforwardly.
"Their cold sore recurrence An?"
"Relapse, you mean?" tanya Tasya was confused.
"You know An, we've been so happy since we found out you were alive, and could be with us again. You who now look more cheerful, ga cold cake refrigerator. But why is it that the fridge is back in your soul tonight! You look cold as snow! Is there a problem?'
"Nothing, it's normal" Tasya said, trying to smile. But the results look ugly in the eyes of his friends.
"Ga smile An, if it makes your face more creepy!" said friends.
"Haissh, you guys. I said cold, I said creepy smile. So what do you want, huh?"
"We're racing?" answer them in unison.
"Okay, who's afraid!" Tasya immediately rode his iron horse parked not far from where he was sitting.
"Maybe in this way will make your mood back good An," said Ivan in his heart.
Tasya and his friends have been at the crossroads preparing to begin their duel.
When the cue began to be pronounced, they immediately glided on the quiet and slippery streets.
There was not a single driver passing by at the time. Only their gangs are there.
Tasya immediately forwarded his iron horse, followed by his friends. They try to chase each other. Overtaking is inevitable.
Tasya is increasing the speed of its vehicles. He got past his friends.
The Duarrr..... The iron horse that Tasya rode hit the road barrier, the result of which was an inevitable collision streak. Tasya was thrown from his horse. His slender body floated in the air, then fell tumbling on the slippery and cold Asphalt road.
From a distance a pair of eagle netra noticed the incident with a heart beat hammering, like a drum willing to war. "What am I seeing right now? Did the incident that happened to Ana the other day repeat itself? Oh, my God, may it not be him? I don't want to lose him again!" He was deep in his heart, between worry and worry.
"Commander's report, there's a vehicle trying to break through our patrol barricade tonight!" Report the aide to the commander. Their existence is not far from the incident.
"Then?" ask the commander.
"Each Commander, the vehicle instead crashed into the commander's roadblock, and is now being taken care of by the other friends!" answer the adjutant.
"We're going there now!"
"Each commander! "
The commander's footsteps brought his body closer to the body that was lying on a cold and slippery road.
"How is he doing?"
"He fainted commander!"
"Have you called the hospital?" ask his subordinates.
"Each commander. Already commander!"
"Good!" he said as he approached and checked the state of the body.
He was very surprised to see the look on whose face he had in front of him now. What an unexpected meeting. Which brings him back to the look of that face.
"An, why do we always meet when your condition is like this! I thought you had stopped racing wild again, when it happened. But now what I see. You're back lying here!" his monologue is in the heart.
"Where's the Ambulance? why haven't you come yet?" ask her frantically while hugging the slender body.
"In a moment until Ndan, they're on their way here!" answer the adjutant.
Several pairs of eyes of his subordinates looked in wonder at the behavior of the commander, but none of them dared to comment. They only looked confused and astonished without daring to say a word.
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