AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Signal from the Far Island Islands

Linda's POV

It felt happy when Mr. Agam said he would come to my house on a faraway island to ask for my hand in hand, apologize to my father, and mother, and ask for my blessing to marry me.

Instantly it was also a tight feeling in the chest that I felt all along turned a little airy. Yes, before he did say he liked me, but.

I want her to marry me, build a happy family, and have many healthy and sholeh-sholeh children.

Having sons and daughters of the jewel of the heart who will be able to pray for me when I am gone, because the prayers of a child to his parents are limitless. Not blocked by time and space.

My teacher said, when man died, then cut off his finger charity except for three things, namely alms, useful knowledge, and prayer of children who sholeh.

After Mr. Agam said everything, my heart flowered, it felt like there was a garden and butterflies in my chest. It was a tickle when I imagined I could marry the HGC Director.

Is this a dream? HGC commando is that. Handsome, famous, highly educated, and of course very well established. One more thing I know from him is ... fragrance, and his hair is very soft, and ....

And he's a beast, my neck bitten. Until now it still feels painful, you know? Seriously youho. Oiya, earlier ..I fell asleep in his car. Maluny.

She must know my haphazard sleeping style. But .. yeah he's even seen my whole body, inside and out. Again, if you remember that moment, my heart hurts again.

I wanted to test it on purpose, I snapped it, yelled at it, asked for a bag, asked for tissue, then deliberately lingered to test his patience.

Haha, funny earlier, Mr. Agam patiently waited for me while leaning his head on the steering wheel. Funny, if he's upset or angry, his ears are red. I love to open my glasses and clean them.

Haha, I pretended not to see the tissue box.

"Geez, what is this? This is what, what? Huh uh? Huh!" he snapped it when he gave me a tissue box that was on top of the dashboard.

"Mr ...."

"Yes, what." He's stiff again, I'm sorry.

"So how's my voice? Nice no?"

"Emm, it's normal. There's still so much better than your voice."

"What?! Seriously? How did Mr Agam feel?" I was annoyed, I pouted, turning my face out the window where it was already dusk.

"Seriously, let's pray Asar first, El. Almost five o'clock."

He saw the watch on his right hand. But either way I feel Mr. Agam's gaze as alert, occasionally he looks into the rearview mirror and knits his eyebrows.

"What the hell is it, sir? Nobody's after us, right?"

I was panicked, scared, and traumatized. The incident of the kidnapping by Mr. Yohan alone cannot be forgotten. Spontaneous my hands trembling. Is this trauma? I don't know either.

"Linda, you're okay, right?"

Mr. Agam took my hand and kissed it. Her lips felt warm and soft. But ... It didn't help, I kept panicking.

"Sir Agam .., I was afraid, sir .... I'm afraid that me and Dad will be separated again."

I look at him softly. The fear came when I realized that behind the figure of an Agam Ben Buana there is a shadow of the Haiden family which is famous as the hard-line blue blood family.

"Linda, you can't talk like that, okay? There I am, I am willing to die for you. I am also willing to give up HGC for your sake, I also want to be happy like everyone else, El."

"Over this time, my workload has been heavy. I work under the pressure of foreign companies that have mushroomed in this country, but I have not been able to let go of HGC just like that for various reasons."

"The foreign company is a competitor of the HGC. Why do I work desperately for the HGC, because I want the subsidiary company to control its own country. I want to play a role in making the people of this country prosperous and happy, living in their own country with a decent job and income."

"Your ribbons are very noble Mr. Agam, I am proud." I tried to smile, but my tears melted.

"That's how my life is, El. Later, after you become my wife, you must understand. The main reason why I have not been able to release the HGC completely is .. I am worried that the HGC leadership will fall into the hands of foreigners."

"If that happens, it is not impossible if the stranger will change all the policies that have been set before."

"Then don't let go of the HGC for me, sir. You just continue to lead the HGC."

"Yes, El. I really need time for that. Once Ms. Aiza Bahira grows up, the leadership of the HGC will be immediately taken over by her. But ... It's still a long time, El. She is 18 years old, and is now pregnant. As for becoming the Director of the HGC, the minimum requirements are S2 education, and have interned in a foreign company for at least one year."

"I'm afraid that the HGC is being invaded by foreign companies, especially now that I feel that the government's policy for employees or workers is very, very unfair."

"You're an artist, maybe you don't know my world" he explained at length with a gaze still on alert mode.

"It's not fair how, sir ...?"

I tried to calm down by discussing the government policy that was meant by Mr. Agam.

"It's about employment laws revising some of the previous laws. This law is a big issue in our country. Hmm .. I've read the law, it's very unfair."

"There's one funny thing in that law, there's the establishment of annual bonuses that are essentially being hit flat for the whole region of the country."

"I don't think, why should it be the same? While HGC income as the largest company in the country, of course, is different from small or medium-sized income companies, is not it?"

He breathed heavily. I was sad, it turned out ... Mr. Agam not only thinks of me and his family, but.

"Mr Agam ...."

Unconsciously, I pulled my hand from her grasp, I re-stroked her healthy hair. Sure, if he casts a shampoo ad, it will definitely be accepted.

"Thank you, Miss Linda. Your presence makes me realize that if I need a companion, I need someone who can win, hug, and caress me when I am tired or tired" he murmured. His voice was slow, almost inaudible.

"I'm flattered by your words, I'm moved." I was just about to smile, but I realized something.

"Sir Agam, is that car chasing us?!"

I hugged my body hard, I was scared. Obviously there's a black pickup car chasing.

"Linda ... trust me, okay? We'll be fine, our baby will be fine too. Put this on, quick." Rigorously. He took something from the back seat.

"Quick wear, now. And this too, wear it."

My hands trembled as I grabbed the two objects, my tears instantly hatched. I know what this is. It's a bulletproof suit, and a helmet.

"Sir Agam, how do you continue?"

"The most important thing for me is you, your safety, and our baby, okay? I love you and your child with all my soul and body. I would die for you."

He seems busy putting earphones in his ears. Maybe you'll contact someone who can help.

"Bismillaah, okay? I'll drive at high speed." He rubbed my head that was wearing a helmet.

"Sir, why not just go to the police station? Or call the police if we're being chased."

"Nrank ...." I shouted, seriously he gas.

"Linda, I haven't been able to report to the police. Just calm down, pray, and close your eyes."

"Why, Sir?! Kenpaaa?! I'm afraid Mr. Agam!" my snapping.

I was hysterical and crying while closing my eyes.

"Linda was patient, please .. I can't be rash, I can't report to the police because I don't know if they are evil or not. They may actually be good, but misunderstand."

My eyes were round when I opened my eyes for a moment, this car was swerving, overtaking and swooping at high speed. Lucky traffic is not too dense, but of course the Pak Agam car and the pickup is the center of attention of other motorists.

"Sir Agaaam, I'm takuuut" I cried.

I opened my seat belt and slipped on his shoulder.

"El, you're making it hard for me. Don't be like this." But he didn't refuse.

"Sir, I feel safer and more comfortable hugging you."

"Oh yeah? All right, do as you please" he said.

Pak Agam took the path to enter the toll. He uses e-tolls quickly and skillfully.

"Where are we going, sir?"

"I want to find a quiet lane that is free from Polantas CCTV."

"For what, sir?"

"I wanted to shoot the tire so I couldn't chase anymore. El, please get a gun behind your seat."

"What?! Mr. Agam ...."

My head shook, I was seriously afraid, even if I just took it.

"Linda, cepaat. I will soon be passing that path. I need the gun. Agam Ben Buana's wife-to-be must be adept at holding a gun" he said.

"Okay, okay, okay," I yelled annoyed.

"Now" I finally managed to give it to him. Then put back on his seat belt, and no longer stuck on his shoulder.

"Thank you, after we get married, you should get used to holding and playing the gun, okay? I'll train."

Mr. Agam began to open the car glass, bending his head.

"Be careful, Sir!" I shouted as his hand cocked the weapon.

"Sir Agam will shoot now?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

And ....

'DRO.'

The gun was originally exploded, Mr. Agam like an action movie player, bending his head out and shooting, while his left hand controlled the steering.

"Aaaa," I was shocked, of course, and I saw that the pickup was screwed, the tires were leaking, and the car was seen hitting the roadblock and it ended up chasing them.

"Yes, you amateur!" exclaim Mr. Agam.

"I'm sure they're not bad people."

"Why are you so sure?" ask me while breathing. Mr. Agam shot me who was bored.

"All my enemies are strong class, they are armed, this one I shoot does not fight, my goodness, pity."

"Who are they, sir?"

"In a moment we will know, the rear camera of this car has recorded the police number. I'll check."

Mr. Agam turned on the mini monitor in front of him. There's footage of the car following the police's nomol.

DEG.

I was shocked when I saw the police number on the pic. I shouted loudly.

"Sir Agam, stopii," I shouted. She's surprised.

"What's wrong? What's up?" He panicked, pulled the car over the shoulder of the road.

"Sir let's check the car that was shot! Hurry, Sir!"

"El, relax, what's up?" He took off his seat belt and hugged me.

"What's wrong? Tell me, I can't calm down if you're like this. Please don't make me panic."

"Mo-car earlier, i-it ...." My voice's choked.

"Yeah, why?" I wiped my tears and opened my helmet.

"The po-police number code in the pickup truck, i-that's my hometown police code, sir."

"What?!"

He was stunned, directly hit his own chest and sighed.

"Yes sir, huuu .. that's my local police code, the Far Island archipelago. What if the person in the car is my relative? Then his car hit a barrier, right?"

"Astaghfirullah, I'm sorry Linda. I don't know knowing. Hope nothing happens. It was just smashing and hitting the barrier, and it was not strong. I saw the car was fine."

Mr. Agam looked panicked and nervous, then re-applied his car at high speed, turning the direction to check the pickup.

My heart was pounding, who was in the car?

No, I'm afraid something's going on.

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"What's this?"

Mr. Agam asked the traffic police who were at the intersection because the toll road suddenly jammed.

"Sorry, the trip was interrupted, sir. There's a pickup truck crashing into a roadblock and then a fire. There may be casualties" the police said.

"What?! Noooo."

I immediately cried roaring after Mr. Agam closed his car glass.

Mr. Agam he's a thousand languages, sculpting. And I ....

I feel like there's a bad feeling.

❤❤ Connect ....