AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
The Love Dilemma

Toll In Town

"Quick Mr. Agam! I have to make sure who the driver is."

Linda was so panicked, her breathing was hunting irregularly.

"Please Linda, we can't move, it's stuck, this car can't turn into a flying car" she said.

"Well, I'm gonna walk, I'm gonna get off!"

Linda was about to open the door, for some reason her feelings were so unsettled and agitated. Suddenly there was a strong urge that caused him to insist on wanting to get there as soon as possible.

His mind asked, What is this? Wh why? Linda herself did not know the answer.

"Don't Linda, let's wait for this jam to unravel first. If you go out, highway users will be excited to see you." Agam held his hand.

"I don't care!"

The woman was so stubborn, but Agam of course could not get angry. Linda tried to open the door again.

"Open, open, openaa!" his screeches.

"Well, if that's what you want, let's go there together, but please wear this mask, so you don't take the center stage."

Agam held Linda's hand and put on a mask. Then Agam also took a mask for himself.

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The atmosphere on one of the toll roads in the city this time seemed to be completely jammed. Private vehicles pulled over to give way to fire engines flanked by police cars. Then followed by an ambulance with a special siren sound.

The sound of siren ambulance unpretentious with police car sirens, overwritten by the sound of motorized vehicles stuck in traffic. Susana dusk this time became gripping.

The drivers ask each other questions, curious about what happened.

"What the hell is it?" Some people have absolutely no idea.

"There was an accident?" Someone had guessed.

"Can't it get stuck in two directions?" There is confusion.

"This is the police how the hell set it up?! How come I didn't move at all?!" Some people are complaining about police performance.

"Woooo! Noisy knows! Car horn is not the only one you have!" Some were angry and impatient.

"Well, where Ashar has not prayed, eh now seems to want to miss the Maghrib prayer." Someone remembers his God.

"The body of misfortune, Dzuhur hassles, Ashar on the way, Maghrib tiredness, Isya' sleeping." There was also a shivering.

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Meanwhile, the horizon in the western horizon has yellowed and turned orange. The golden sun slowly departed, about to leave the day, would embrace the night.

Two mismatched people were seen joining hands, they walked quickly on the shoulder of the road, at least a pleasant scene in the midst of fatigue waiting for traffic.

The man, tall and stout. While the woman, tall and sexy. There are even those who perpetuate their movements because they are captivated by their charm.

"Look at them, must be handsome and beautiful, unfortunately wearing a mask."

"His husband is angry when his woman walks fast."

"They why? How it looks like panic."

Yeah, correct. They're talking about a compatible couple Linda Berliana and Agam Ben Buana.

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"Linda, please don't hurry the way, you're pregnant, please remember that." Agam held his hand.

"Sorry, Sir. It's just that I'm not calm."

"Follow my steps, do not argue," said Agam in the midst of his grief. He was afraid that the car he shot had a relationship with Linda.

Linda and Agam were getting closer to the scene of the TKP, with plumes of black smoke rising into the air coming from the burned-out pickup.

The smell of burning car body increasingly pierced the nose. The car body was charred unnoticed while part of the car's head was intact and the front right tire which Agam shot was burned.

Burning rubber car tires cause a very pungent smell. Fire cars have reached the site and have managed to control the flames.

"Please don't come any closer!" shouted the police guarding the scene as Agam and Linda approached.

"Sir, the police number of the burning car came from my hometown, I'm worried that the victim is someone I know." Linda looked at the police with a wave.

Focus on observing the location.

Three car tires burned. Fix, trace shooting on camouflaged tires. But was the shooting the cause of the fire? Need further investigation.

"In the meantime, I'd like to ask the commander for permission first Miss."

The young policeman ran towards the crowd of policemen who were standing in a circle next to the frame of a burned-out pickup and surrounding a body bag.

Inside the body bag is confirmed to have been filled with fire victims. The number of victims is unknown.

"Linda, relax ...." Gleefully holding her shoulder, Linda was silent, unmoving.

"Will Mr. Agam admit that Mr. Agam shot the tire?" ask her with a fiery look.

"Hmm .. Will Ms. Linda tell the police that I shot the tire? I'm just like Ms. Linda, if you testify about the tyre shooting, then I'll admit it."

"What?! Mr Agam! Why even ask me? It was as if Mr. Agam was pressing me. Why am I the one who's trapped?"

Linda down, crouching, squatting, and crying while occasionally staring at the AFIS (Automatic Finger Print Identification System) police downtown resese unit who are doing the crime scene to find the slightest evidence in the scene which of course is very important in the process of disclosing a case.

"Linda, Miss Linda .. don't misunderstand me. Please listen to me." Glam embracing Linda's shoulder.

"If you ask me if I will admit it or not, then the answer is no. Wh why? Because not necessarily also the fire was caused by the gunfire earlier. Look over there, what's badly damaged is the cabin part of the car, not the head of the car" he said.

"Enough! I don't need Mr. Agam's argument, you're not a cop, are you?" Linda brushed off Agam's hand that was coiled around her shoulder.

"Mr Linda, look at me. I beg you."

"No, no" he answered.

"Mr Linda, it would be strange if I suddenly admitted shooting the car before the police completed the investigation. What if I'm not the cause?"

"As for Mr. Agam, I lay in legal matters."

"Linda, sorry .. I can't possibly do anything rash, let alone it's a matter of law and human life. I'm not going to tell the police anything so that the truth of this case isn't vague, you understand?"

"No, I don't understand."

Linda then moved away from Agam while the policeman who was standing outside the police line approached while carrying something.

"Miss, sorry. The commander said, You must not approach, anyone must not approach except relatives."

"Is there any evidence of the victim's identity?" ask Agam who turned out to be following Linda.

"Well, that's what we want to explain. In the front seat of the steering wheel, the power of God did not cause severe damage. And we were able to rescue a leather bag that was allegedly the victim's belongings, including his identity card."

"What?! Sir, can I see the identity card?" ask Linda.

"Of course you can Miss, please. If you recognize him you can immediately report to us to assist the investigation and further identification process because not necessarily also these items belong to the victim."

The cop took one of the items and gave it to Linda. An identity card. Linda's hand trembled as she took it, to the point that the police said ....

"What's wrong Miss? Miss, it's okay, right? While Agam is now dumbstruck. His mind was already confused.

Linda ventured to see the identity card, her heart pounding strongly.

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...Resident Identity Card...

...The Far Island Islands...

Name: M. Setyadhi

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Then a photo of a man, aged 41 years old when viewed from his identity card. His face was friendly, and handsome.

Those alluring eyes read carefully. And ... Linda's body suddenly lost balance. Want to fall, fortunately there is Agam who immediately grabbed and grabbed it.

"Linda?"

Agam was obviously surprised.

"Miss?"

The police officer was shocked, immediately took the identity card that fell out of Linda's hand.

"Ti-no.mungkiiin ...." Stimulants.

"You know him?"

"What's wrong, Miss?"

Asked the police and Agam simultaneously, and not yet answered the question, Linda had escaped from Agam's arms, she ran to the scene, hit the police line, while shouting.

And the screams left the police shocked, and Agam ... Agam took a few steps back while holding his chest.

"Rather ....!"

"Rather ....!"

"Relove ....!

Shouted Linda.

"Pamaaan .. This is Linda Pamaaan ... Pamaaan ..I'm sorry .... Huuu huu .... Aaaa." Linda was crying and hysterical.

"No-Miss please calm down," one policeman calmed down. But Linda can't be intercepted.

"Sir, let me go there too" Agam told police. Agam's heart was broken, in pieces.

"May, if you may know, you're ready Miss it?" Wearing masks, the police did not recognize Agam.

"I'm her future husband, sir."

"Oh, okay. Please, please," the cop gave way.

And the congestion in the area is now starting to unravel. Solid creeping on the side of the CPI, while from the opposite direction began to crowded smoothly, but in the rest area track looks stalled, because soon the Maghrib adhan will reverberate.

"Uncle Setya, Pamaaan. I'm sorry."

Linda was still crying hysterically while hitting her chest when Agam and the police came.

Agam is confused. Her lips were completely muddled, confused as to what to say.

"Miss, please calm down, this stuff doesn't necessarily belong to the victim."

"Sir .. I'm sure he's my uncle. In-he had indeed been here three years ago to visit. Huw ... Uncle ... Uncle ...."

Linda's body was limp, slow, and slumped just like that on the body bag.

"Linda," Agam ran and grabbed her.

Linda fainted.

"Sir, let's just get in the ambulance" one policeman exclaimed.

Agam carried the drooping body towards the ambulance. He promised in his heart that he would take responsibility for this if the shooting was the cause.

"Sir, we found a bullet projectile" the AFIS team shouted at their commander.

Deg, Agam's heart is beating, he glances back before putting Linda in the ambulance seat.

"What?! How can? Secure it!" firmly commander.

Agam saw some of the police officers checking the projectiles, and one of them said something.

"The caliber is low. The problem is, how can it be in the TKP?"

"Is this the cause of the fire?" the other sahut.

"It's too early for you to conclude such a thing, not necessarily. Unless these projectiles contain explosives," their commander said.

Agam held Linda who was still unconscious when the body bag was inserted into the same ambulance with Linda. A policeman stood by.

The ambulance then drove quickly to the army sector hospital and raised its distinctive sound.

'Wiw wuw, wiw wuw ....'

Follow sirens police cars escorting behind.

Forgive me .... Lirih Agam inwardly while kissing Linda's hand.

"I try to give this oil, may Nonanya be aware," the ambulance nurse gave warm oil to Agam.

Slowly Agam opened the mask that Linda used and then applied the warm oil between Linda's nose and lips.

"Well, your future wife is very beautiful, similar to the artist LB." The police officer, and the nurse who was there, were also shocked.

Just be silent, not say, not argue. The man's heart was in a dilemma, a grave dilemma.

Slowly Linda realized, when she realized that a soft hand was caressing her cheek, and the face of my eyes was staring at her.

"You're sober?"

Behind the mask was Agam's lips smiling. Happy when I see her heart open her eyes.

Linda was silent, she woke up slowly, and hugged the body bag again and sobbed.

"Please, forgive Linda, Pamaaan. It's all my fault, Uncle why are you leaving this town? Did Uncle tell you?" lamented, until semidu-midu.

Yes Rabb ... What else is this ordeal? Why is Linda ignoring me? Bati Agam also lamented.

"Police officer, can I open the body bag?"

"I'm sorry, you can't wait for a while, before there's any identification data from the AFIS team and forensic doctors" said the policeman, who was staring at Linda because she felt very similar to LB.

Beautiful, sexy, skin like non-porous. Is he really the real LB? The police officer was stunned.

Just this time I felt at home lingering in the ambulance. The nurse repeatedly stole a glance at Linda.

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The Army Sector Central Hospital

The victim of a single accident that caused the fire and allegedly as her uncle Linda is now in the morgue of the army sector central hospital for an autopsy for further investigation.

Because there were no mobile phones in the victim's bag, or maybe the victim's mobile phone had been burned, as well as constrained communication lines to contact the police of the Far Island archipelago, police used Linda as the only person suspected to be the victim's family based on her confession.

At the army sector's central hospital, Linda's identity was finally revealed when Linda had to sign an autopsy agreement.

Now on the autopsy table it says, "Allegedly Mr. M. Setyadhi (LB's uncle)."

The autopsy was performed immediately at Linda's request, aiming to take a DNA sample (Deoxyribonucleic Acid) from an intact organ to be synchronized identity data by the AFIS team.

Because of the 99 percent burn, the AFIS team was unable to perform fingerprints to determine the identity of the victim.

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Linda was sitting in the waiting room, she was in a special room so that her existence did not attract attention. In the presence of a variety of fast food menus, and instant drinks. Yes, Linda was treated as an artist.

But ... Linda only drinks mineral water, she knows if fast food is not well consumed by pregnant women. He was accompanied by a policewoman who was currently reading a newspaper. The Police News's.

Agam walked hastily carrying a plastic bag that contained healthy food for Linda.

After accompanying Linda in silence, earlier ... Agam and Linda had performed Maghrib prayers, and had abandoned Ashar prayers. Continue to perform Isha prayers.

"I'll go out and buy healthy food for us." Says Agam, at that moment.

But again Linda was silent.

"Well, you wait in the waiting room, yes, I'll catch up." Linda simply glared and walked hurriedly towards the waiting room in question.

"Mom, excuse me, I'm her future husband LB, permission to deliver food for her" said Agam. Agam still hides his identity. Not removing the mask.

"Oh, her future husband LB? Oh my goodness, please come in, sir. Let me take you."

~And they arrived in the waiting room~

"Miss LB, this is her future husband to deliver food" the policewoman said with a smile.

She deserves to be LB's husband-to-be she thinks. Because wearing a mask alone still looks handsome, and earlier when they walked together, this man was so fragrant and polite.

Yes, Agam did bow his body when passing or passing by officers.

The dreamy Linda looked at the policeman, without looking at Agam.

"I don't have a husband, Mom. I'm single, he's just a fan who helps me and pretends to be my future husband."

"W-what? Linda, k-you ...?"

Agam suffocated, his body seemed to be hit by waves, then crashed into the ocean and drowned in the deepest trough.

"Oh, hahaha, fans of the line apparently, but it is compatible Miss." The policewoman was broken.

"Linda, you can't be like this!" snapped Agam. He ran towards Linda.

"Eits, hold it up sir."

Two policewomen arrested Agam while leaning a gun.

"Linda, look at me, Lindaaa, what do you mean?" yell Agam. Actually, he could fight that cop, but Agam did not want to make trouble and commotion.

"Take that guy away, Mom. I don't want to see her again." Linda said while turning her face away.

"Okay, Miss LB."

"Come, you gotta get out!" Agam.

"Lindaaa don't be like this .., I beg Lindaaa, we have to talk. Linda, please ...." Shouted Agam as his body was dragged away.

'PRACT.'

The food that Agam brought fell to the floor and scattered. Agam dropped it because his hand was limp as if it no longer had any strength.

"Malaysia, El .... Linda, Linda, Linda ... Lin - -."

The longer the sound of Agam getting smaller, and lost.

"Huuu huu huuks ...."

After there was only her alone in the room, Linda again cried roaring. Then reach for the food plastic bag that Agam had joined. There is still food to be saved.

Mr ... Agam .. I'm sorry .... I need time to think whether we can be together or not .... I don't want to feel guilty for my uncle for the rest of my life. But ... I also want to protect you from police charges. Mr. Agam ....

"Huuu ...."

❤❤ Connect ....

What's nyai's reader? May it always be healthy. Aamiins.

Oiya, for tomorrow's episode, set up *V*NOTE* it for*AGE* yes.

Spoiler nih from ambu, tomorrow will be very surprising and unexpected for sure. Keep it mental and heart yes, because this novel will be a little soul-shaking.

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