"Love Story" BELLE FILLE
Episode - XV. The Kandahar II Bomb Terror

Togetherness between us is like our own family, Rio and Sherly often share laughter and jokes and likes and sorrows both in terms of work as Journalists and as friends.

While Zuridah himself was comfortable with us, so he was no longer awkward to sit with us.

"How are you doing in the capital now?" I asked Rio.

"I don't know for sure what's going on in Kabul right now is a little quiet!" rio replied to me while glancing at his watch.

"But in Kandahar this is still quite vulnerable" Rio said continuing the conversation.

"This time the troublemakers have rarely carried out attacks" said Sherly.

I just nodded my head to understand the situation.

But when we were busy chatting and enjoying coffee suddenly a car exploded near the stall where we were relaxing.

Bummmm! the sound of an explosion in the car.

When we saw the situation around, after knowing the explosion we then approached the scene.

Reflexes as a journalist are indeed inherent in our souls, cameras and recording devices have been available and we directly do the coverage.

The car crashed into a crowd of people there.

We have not yet identified the real motive, nor do we know how many victims fell in the incident.

Not long after the sound of ambulance sirens and police cars arrived to escort the incident.

body parts of the victims began to be lifted and a blockade of police lines was also installed.

Black flames and smoke were still billowing into the air, and several sounds of fire engines were also coming.

Journalists gathered at the scene.

I tried to interview people who I could interview, but none of the officials came.

"Hows it? is there any info?" ask me Rio's donkey.

"I don't know, I don't know!" answered Rio

Sherly looks busy looking for information.

Ambulances are starting to take the victims.

The atmosphere today seems to be starting to grip again, terror attacks began to occur in the city of Kandahar.

"I just got the info, that this incident is a suicide bombing terror carried out by the intruder," said Sherly who was jostled to us.

"Then what about the victim?" rio asked Sherly.

"In the near future the Chief of Police will come, we'll just wait a moment" Sherly said.

Now we can no longer get close to the location, because the current conditions can be controlled by the police.

The scene has been mounted yellow ribbon police line.

Meanwhile from the shock was heard the sound of sirens roaring.

At first glance it appears that the group of Police Chiefs came with a tight escort.

Arriving at the scene, the number one person in the Kandahar city police also got out of his car and was immediately closely escorted by police forces.

The arrival of the person to directly see the events that exist.

Journalists are now beginning to swarm the man.

Rio and I approached the Chief of Police with a crush on the other reporters.

We ask for information from the authorities on this recent event.

In a tight escort it appears there will be a Press Conference by the Chief of Police.

Rio and I are preparing to take a position at that place.

"Today there has been a suicide bombing terror attack carried out by the intruder, the suicide bomber was killed at the location of the incident, he said, this terror was carried out by crashing the perpetrator's car into one of the community's cars in the center of the crowd, as for the death of four people from the community and one man who bombed. While the wounded there are eight people." Press reports provided by the police.

After providing the information, the Police Chief immediately left the scene.

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The next day I tried to trace the scene of last night's bomb explosion, I would take some pictures to summarize the news.

Then I opened the laptop and immediately made news material.

Not long after I sat down came a man-servant.

"What message do you want?" ask the waiter.

"I ordered a toast and a cup of coffee that I used to drink" I replied to him.

The waiter passed and not long after he returned with my order.

"This is sir please!" said the waiter.

"Ok, thank you," I said back.

I immediately ate the toast I ordered.

After eating I immediately continued my work to make a news message to the Editor's e-mail.

"So serious!" a woman's voice approached me.

Yeah, Sherly and Zuridah came up to me.

"Ah, it's normal to just report the news," I replied as I turned towards them with a hint of surprise.

Zuridah and Sherly immediately took a sitting position near me.

"How are you today?" my many.

"Obviously, we're fine" Sherly replied with a smile, staring at Zuridah.

The waiter! sherly called a waiter and ordered food and drinks.

I was still busy with my laptop, and Sherly seemed to be chatting with Zuridah without caring about me.

once I'm done with my duties I immediately join them.

"Do you have any information about last night's progress?" I asked Sherly.

"I don't have any info yet, but my media today has already broadcast yesterday." Answer Sherly.

I just nodded my head.

"What about tonight's show?" ask Sherly.

"Yes see tonight" I replied, raising my shoulders a little.

"You have to come, so we can be happy together!" said Sherly.

I just kept quiet and nodded my head while throwing a look outwards.

For a moment the atmosphere was quiet and I was covering my coffee.

"What about you? do you not miss your son?" ask me to Zuridah.

"as a mother I must have missed my son" Zuridah replied.

"Hmmm, yes .. I haven't been able to drive you home either!" I said while looking far ahead.

"If the situation is a little normal, we'll both take it back" Sherly said.

I just took a deep breath, a lot of things I thought about this girl.

"You don't have to worry! haven't we been keeping him together?" said Sherly.

I just kept quiet while leaning my body on the chair.

"If the situation is safe, rest assured I will definitely return!" zuridah said with a serious look at me.

He, indeed all this time Zuridah is my responsibility, I feel very worried about him.

"Already! we'll be happy tonight!" sherly said with a smile.

I smiled and picked up a cigarette in my pocket, and I burned it and pulled it.

Slowly the white smoke came out from the corners of my lips and nose, as I savored each and every pull of the cigarette.

The atmosphere now feels a little different, due to the bombing terror that occurred last night in the city of Kandahar.