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TUKKS
Accidentally a stone hit the head of the thug who pulled the hands of the leak.
"Awss.akhh si*l" Bumpat the thug. He grimaced in pain and took off the leaked hand.
Indeed, the basis of the clever leak, he knew that he was being helped at this time, he was looking for where the person who menolognya.
"Pisshhtt. pisshtt..." Whisper Zahra, hoping the boy hears it.
Ting! Their eyes meet. Quietly the boy ran towards Zahra.
"Are you okay?"
The boy shook his head.
"Heyy.want to run where you are" cried the thug.
"Ohhh o Allah.how is this" Zahra panicked herself.
The thugs approached them, as they were about to run, Zahra's bag rope was pulled by one of the thugs.
"Let's..." Zahra's screams as she felt her steps being held from behind.
"Eitt..where are you running? So heroine are you a bod*h woman?" Ledek the thug.
At thugs want to pull Zahra's arm to tie her up.
"Heyy.pass"
Bugh!bough's!bough's!
He trampled on the feet of the thug but did not grow at all.
"Shut up! How dare you help this boy then feel the consequences. Ahaha. Hiyaaaa" the thug had already raised his hand.
BUGH!
Not yet had the thug paralyze Zahra, suddenly someone's legs support the thug's stomach to the upside down.
"Aarrggh..." The other thug tried to attack the person but, the person's movements were faster. He unlocks his helmet and throws it to the head at the thugs.
The pain ran through the thug's head he felt dizzy.
Zahra was surprised to see that. All-black clothes, black jackets, black shoes, and also black ninja motorcycles.
"Yes Allah...Gods from where this is. Her damage wasn't playing eyyy" muttered Zahra fascinated.
The man combed his hair with his finger and then flicked it back, after which he raised his head. Look who was the one who helped him.
"Huh? U-u-ustadz Fakhri!?" Her screams were surprised
"Why did he become a wind god like this? " Zahra shook his head.
"Awass.." shouted Ustadz Fakhri when he saw he would be attacked from behind.
With a quick movement one hand Zahra fended him off. Replaced to make Ustadz Fakhri flabbergasted.
Be a jotos there.
Zahra glared her eyes when she saw the leak that she survived, even willing to endanger herself it just left. He wanted to chase after her but before that the goons had already blocked his path.
"Where are you going, huh?" Jerk her
"Dih.style his snapping, thugs doang kok. Zahra can! Zahra can! Ouch..how is this?? Ah bismillah ajalah" Zahra's mind seeks reason
"Ehh...?? Um, why the hell is it snapping? My ears hurt, you know?" Answer Zahra
"Don't you run!"
"Ehh..Where am I going to run, Om? The road is blocked by the same Om"
"Oh yeah yeah well.yeah please pass" replied the plain gondrong.
"Aahh.tenggyuu Om.."
"Ehh..Bod*h, why are you running. Don't run away!" His impact when realizing his stupidity
"Whose fool is here, Om? Me or Om? Didn't Om who gave way through the same as me? Still young but senile" Zahra sneered at the courage out of nowhere.
Ustadz Fakhri who heard that held back his almost bursting laughter heard Zahra's conversation and the gondrong thug.
"I'm not senile, bod*h"
"Ah whatever. That's why my hair is so long, losing my hair. Omini what man isn't it? Wow, I suspect it"
"Eh I'm a real man. You don't know if it's her hair" she snapped
"Rangles? Rapunzel time Om. Dih, his style" said Zahra mentioned one of the cartoon characters that he really liked first. A teenager with very long hair...
"Like Me!"
"Here's Om, shall we play yuk?"
"What else are you playing"
"This is yes, first the wooden omayakanin above here" pointed Zahra on the surface of the jumbo-sized can barrel that became their barrier
"Udah right? I challenge you, Om. Om has to follow where my fingers are moving, if Om can. It means Om is the most handsome, the coolest, the bestt" said Zahra then facing backward and doing a movement pretending to vomit.
"Ready Om"
"Hm. Bribe"
Zahra began to move her fingers to and fro, to the right, left, up, middle, forward, backward and last down. Zahra brought her finger closer to the wood in front of them. When the thug's head was down. That opportunity he used to hit the head of the thug into the wood.
"Sorry, Om"
...BUGH!
"Aawwhh... How dare you get me Ha?" The thug felt pain in his forehead.
" I'm sorry, Aih... Sorry again, Om"
Zahra pushed the thug to the back after which she pushed the can barrel against the thug.
"Yeah..." The gondrong screams when he feels pain in the core that was hit by the big barrel hard.
"ahahahahaha" Zahra immediately approached Ustadz Fakhri who had also crippled his one thug.
"That's...Sis...how is this?" " Murm Zahra. When I saw the two thugs trying to get up.
But before that, suddenly...
"That's not the guy" the bocil's voice sounded strong
He ran away to find the police. And it's true that now he has come to take the police to secure the two thugs who are very disturbing to the people.
After taking care of the thugs and the leak. Zahra wants to take a taxi home.
But held by Ustadz Fakhri, before returning home Fakhri Ustadz took him to eat for a while and drove him home.
Dive and travel home. Zahra always stole a glance at Ustadz Fakhri and praised his good looks in his heart.
FLASHBACK OFF
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"ahhhhh...What is it with your child" Zahra screamed in her room.
He covered his face very remembering several times he was caught staring at Ustadz Fakhri which led to his own misbehavior.
He rolled around in his bed, ashamed to remember that.
"Goddessa..."
Duk!
"Aaach..butt me..sakiit..." His grandmother complained of pain as he fell tumbling down from the bed.
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And elsewhere.
The couple were doing something in their room. At first they laughed together. But at the end of the day I don't know what happened.
There was a ringing stirring pain sounded.
"Well.sick Bib..."
"Hold it.it's only a moment.don't make a fuss.quiet ya.."
"Hiks.hiks..The bib.."
"Quiet dear..."
Without them knowing anyone heard their conversation.
Abi Firman gulped his saliva hearing that. Her legs hang one in the air. He rubbed his ears and chuckled at what he had just heard.
"Ehehehe..uh...already..the base of the newlyweds!" Abi Firman.
Then turn around and go down, and undo the initial intention of going up.
(Aduhh...Abi...don't say that what Abi thinks is the same as what Readers think 🙈🤣)
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Hemm, how?? 🤣
Seriously yes, this time the author is serious. Later malem really dah yes really later malem yak ⁇ 🤣
Waiting huh?? Ahahaha patience.patience.hold.hold.hold.yaa no one run away first🤣.
His brain was washed first gih😝, you guys are the same Abi just😌👀
Ask for dong's trail... ⁇