Aqidah Love
I Can't Take Without You

Akbar, who was still running, suddenly felt his world dark when again the long legs of the handsome young man caught the roots of the shrub he passed just now. The tall stout body of Papa Alvian's eldest son, fell and fell on the moist soil.

The sound of falling objects that sounded loud, woke Fatiya from her sleep. 'Su-sound a-what, that?' tanya Fatiya inwardly, stammered.

The girl opened her eyes wide and closed her mouth, when she turned to the side and found a large body figure lying right beside her.

'Wh-who is he? Ja-don't-don't, di-he ...." Fatiya's body shivered in fear, the shadow of the kidnapper's figure holding her earlier flashed through her mind.

'O Allah, shall the life of the servant end here.' Fatiya close the body to the wall of damp soil, he was really scared to imagine if the man who had just fallen from above with a curled up position turned his back to himself was a thug who had been chasing.

Only do'a keeps the Fatiya skyward, pleading for mercy from the Almighty so that bad things do not happen to him.

Princess Bu Saidah while scanning the circumstances around, looking for ways how to get herself up.

His gaze was again fixed on the large figure that was lying and did not move even a little from earlier. 'Wait a minute, if from his clothes he's not that thug, but why would he be here?' fatiya asked himself.

'Is he a criminal who ran away from the police? Or, is he a victim of a crime that someone threw into this well? W-Is he dead?' monologue Fatiya in silence, the girl became increasingly frightened imagining all sorts of possibilities regarding the figure lying nearby.

Fatiya hugged her own knees tightly, the girl cried in silence. His back shook along with tears that continued to pour out profusely, lamenting his current fate.

'Mother must be very worried about me, what if mom relapses because I suddenly disappear?' The various kinds of bad thoughts about mother and also about her, made Fatiya's cries finally break.

Princess Bu Saidah was crying, no matter if it was true that the body was lying down and she thought it was lifeless and then woke up because she heard the sound of crying.

Fatiya cried while hiding her face on both knees. "Mother, Fafa is afraid, Ma'am," his heart-wrenching whimper.

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Malik and the others, heading straight to Abraham's place as soon as they heard from Om's eldest son Alex, that Akbar was desperate to separate from Abraham without a lighting device to continue looking for Fatiya alone.

"Bram, which way did Bang Akbar go?" malik asked who had just arrived where Abraham was standing.

"Possible go that way, Bang. But, I don't know ... Bang Akbar 'will not bring a cell phone, '" replied Abraham.

"We'd better split up again like we did, Mas" one of the police officers suggested.

"Well, sir," Akbar replied.

"Come, move quickly. The formation is the same as before" Malik said. "You, join us, Bram," he asked later, to Abraham.

They immediately resumed the search, the target this time was two people. They found Akbar and Fatiya.

Some police personnel who had just arrived at the request of Daddy Rehan and Papa Alvian, immediately combed the empty land overgrown with many banana trees. Land that has not been maintained for a long time.

They continued to move, with the help of flashlight lighting from the mobile phone while shouting the names of Akbar and Fatiya.

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Near the old warehouse, where Fatiya was held captive. The two kidnappers were then immediately taken to a nearby police station for questioning.

While the police commander and one of his men were still standing guard at the place, with Papa Alvian and his three companions.

Papa Alvian let out a long sigh, imagining what if the wife knew that her son was also missing with Fatiya.

"Alright, Ndan. Hopefully soon there is good news, before the search time ends," replied Papa Alvian who inevitably, must agree to the decision of the police commander.

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That lying figure, his eyelids slowly moving. He then opened his eyes and found that there was only a wall of earth in front, as well as darkness surrounding the place.

'Is this a cemetery? Am I dead?' whisper, ask yourself.

'I kind of heard a crying voice, what was my crying mama up there?' inner Akbar.

The limb that felt difficult to move and his consciousness that had not yet fully recovered, made Akbar stunned to find the reality of his death so quickly.

'It seems like I'm dead. But, how can it be? I was still running, then my feet got stuck in the roots of a wild plant and I fell ....' For a moment Akbar thought.

'Did I fall into the abyss and then they found I was lifeless? But, was there a ravine in the area? If there really is, then the possibility, Fafa also fell into the abyss? Has he been found too?' akbar's monologue in silence.

'No-no, I'm definitely not dead. Fafa also must not be dead. So who is crying? Is he Fafa?'

"Fafa!" Akbar suddenly shouted, as loud as he could, to make Fatiya who was still crying instantly speechless and raised his face.

"In-he, he called my name. And his voice, that voice was like belonging ...." Fatiya's forehead was wrinkled deep.

"Ma-mas Akbar, are you?" fatiya asked with a trembling voice, between pleasure and fear, if it turned out that she was the wrong person.

Hearing his name called by a voice he was very familiar with, all his might tried to shuffle and wake up. To make matters worse, Akbar finally managed to sit facing Fatiya.

"Fa, is that really you?" asked Akbar while sharpening his gaze.

Seeing that the owner of the voice was really the person he recognized, Fatiya ignored the question of the young man before her. The girl immediately rushed over, hugging Akbar's large body.

"Mas, so this is Mas Akbar, right? Fafa's scared, Mas. Fafa was afraid," isak Fatiya in Akbar's arms.

The hijab girl forgot that the two of them had nothing to do. Only one that Fatiya had in mind at the moment, he met a good person he knew and that made him feel calm and grateful.

Getting such a hug from the girl who had been residing in his heart, of course Akbar felt very happy. He hugged Fatiya's slender body with all his feelings.

"I'm grateful to find you, Fa. Don't leave me again, Fa, don't!" pinta Akbar kisses the head of the hijab-covered Fatiya.

"I'm like a madman looking for you, Fa. I drove myself from Jakarta to Bandung, until my car had an accident on the highway. When I came to my senses and my brother said that you were kidnapped, I was desperate to escape from the hospital to come look for you." Akbar tightened his embrace.

"I can't, if I have to live without you, baby," Akbar continued whispering softly.

Hearing Akbar's last sentence, Fatiya looked up, her forehead wrinkled deeply.

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