Betting Love Above Destiny
44 Intelligent Four Way

It is unexpected that the final test at KM is the most difficult test for them. Not just limited to the test of learning materials, knowledge and creativity. However, what's more is a test of the heart, which not only drains sweat and energy, but also tears.

Tears are occasionally seen on Kanza Davina's face. And tears are also seen several times adorning the face of Madina Shafa ayu. Same with Zaskia Arifa.

Nabila Alia, who witnessed the evocative story of her three friends in KM (kulliyatul mullimin), could only take a few breaths. One thing he was very aware of, that not an event occurred, but because it had been outlined so by the Divine Rabby.

However, despite the strange life plays that they have to play, they still appear ordinary. Even staying together in every activity and routine every day. Keep communicating with each other familiar. However, it cannot be denied that there is a cloud that flashes in every face. Even on some occasions when they are alone, the cloudy arakan looks increasingly concentrated, then transformed into a storm. It is seen from how many cries are gushed, because of the shock of feeling.

But it's really great how they handle everything. They are able to neutralize those feelings, not by venting, complaining or anything involving the other party. But, more on the activity of getting closer to the Catholic, by way of teaching or studying. From that it is clear, that they appreciate each other. Whatever happens, they do not want to make consumption materials, which many others can taste. Because this concerns yourself, dear friends, and loved ones.

"We are free to make our life choices, Davina, because our lives are ours. But that freedom is "LIMITED FREE" because in our lives, there are also the rights of others. The rights of both parents, the rights of our teachers. The rights of friends and relatives, as well as the rights of others. And more absolute is the right of God in it. Our god. That's what I really feel right now. Try to think, if you were in my position at the time. You will definitely take the same attitude as me."

Meidina said that firmly, and steadily, even though her tears kept pouring out.

Davina understood what her best friend meant. When the application has been accepted by parents, supported by teachers, brothers and all those we love, then rejecting it, as something impossible, because many things will be at stake. And in that case it is precisely those whom the Koran is obligated to honor.

"I've never talked about this, Davina. Not even to myself. Because the more I think about the more upheavals in my mind, the more it makes me sick. And in that pain, I questioned God's justice. It's as if I know better who I am, than the one who created me."

Meidina again took a deep breath.

"I just need your prayers, Davina. Pray for me yes, that I may always be able to husnudzon to God, for all this that has happened" Meidina pinta said with a brief smile. A smile came from behind his tired face.

"I will always pray for you, Meidina." Davina immediately embraced the friend, accompanying prayer and hope.

You're my wonderful best friend. You're a smart woman, really. A four-way intelligent woman," Davina praised so sincerely for Meidina Shafa.

The intelligent four-way referred to by Davina refers to a book by Erbe Sentanu, under the title Quantum sincerely.

In the book it is mentioned that, a perfect human being is a human who lives balanced and intact with all his intelligence. Physical, intellectual, emotional, and spiritual intelligence. (PQ, IQ, EQ, and SQ). Physical and intellectual intelligence, generally we can from the bench of education, emotional intelligence from association, and spiritual intelligence from the maturity of life experience. These are theoretical explanations that can also be read from other literature.

Meidina and Davina still admired each other's strengths and thanked God, who had made the friendship so strong and beautiful, not even faltering despite the storm of feelings that drained the flood of tears.

Suddenly Davina flinched.

"Din, you're so hot, you have a fever?"

"Just not feeling well a little bit" said Meidina.

"Rest, sana. Let me do your job."

"No, Vina. We all have our own duties" Meidina refused.

"Don't be stubborn, Meidina. Let me finish. We'll have a meeting. You rest first."

"All right, thank you."

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Hi, friends in this episode, again I want to introduce the work of Author Novi Artikasari. Surely many already know, in his phenomenal works yes.we are friends, but already like family. I admire his neat writing, neatly arranged.The language used is beautiful, meaningful and easy to understand. The storyline that is presented is also slick, and very organized. Here is his latest work.

HANDSOME FUGITIVE.

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A punch floated on the face of a man in an old gray uniform with dark brown pants. A possessive coiled black coats on his distended stomach. Brown berets denoted rice and cotton are attached tightly to the head.

Age consuming, the man actually looked more senior than the others. However, he remains eager to carry out his duty to arrest a young man who has just been reported as a witness to a murder case.

A young man with a sharp nose, sharp eyes, eyebrows and thick lips, as well as a brewokan, seemed to be standing with perfect horses. The punch he was throwing was really loud about the opponent. Even the police officer with the title of officer two was successfully made lying on the side of the road.

BRUUIGHS

The belly-bellied officer was instantly unconscious.

"Catch her!" shouted one of the policemen whose stature was younger. He mobilized several junior police officers to paralyze the young man's defenses, then put him in his jails.

Instead of resisting, the young man instead left in a quick motion out of fear of being caught. Previously he had thought that no matter how strong and mighty he was, it still would not be able to paralyze all police members who if not miscalculated numbered about one platoon.

"Where's he going?"

The first police officers to arrive on the side of the highway seemed confused, because they lost track of their fugitives.

"That's it!"

One of them caught the movement of the young man who was currently riding a pedestrian bridge. Hustle and bustle of passing vehicles does not make their movement hampered. With a shrewd he climbed one by one the stairs until he reached the top.

I don't want to lose track for the second time. Some of the policemen waited at the end of the North Bridge, and some stood guard at the south end.

"Damn!" swear the young man because now his position has been squeezed. If he ran to the right, he would be caught. Meanwhile, if he ran to the left, it would be ambushed.

However, the young man's mind seemed to have been read by some members who were already experienced in pursuing fugitives. Two young men in uniform from left and right moved quickly towards him at gunpoint.

The young man had already stood on the iron guard bridge, ready to plunge. However, as the two policemen first reached their standing position, the young man failed to jump. He fell because he was pushed, then hung on a buffer made of iron.

"Aarra!"

Hysterical cries from some users of the crossing bridge added to the nervousness of the young man.

The truck that had been the target of the plunge, has now passed through it. Now the plan is failing miserably.

The legs are still stretched down, while the hands are still firmly grasping iron, so that large veins appear on the muscles of both hands. It still survives.

Puffing with annoyance, the young man continued to look down, looking for another target, but never found. While some police officers were waiting for him on the bridge, preparing to fire a bullet if he dared to go freefall.

"Don't move!" instructions from a police officer. The gun point did not come off at all.

Hearing an instruction directed at him, the young man looked up and said, "See you later, Commander!"

After saying that, he removed his hands from the safety iron. His body immediately floated, and landed perfectly on the roof of a shiny black sedan car that came out of nowhere.

BRAAAC

The behavior of the young man suddenly made the sedan driver jerked. His head reflexively looked up with both eyebrows interlocked.

Did his car collapse? Maybe that's what he thought.

A little distracted, the direction of the steering was immediately deviated from the starting line. The bend in front of him became an alternative way to check what exactly landed on the roof of his car.

A round-eyed girl with tiny lips immediately pulled over her vehicle, when her drive had entered a deserted area. He removed his seatbelt and got out of the car.

"Hey!"

The girl did not hesitate to shout at the young man who bravely made the roof of his car as a landing place.

"You think my car's an emergency airport?" he strangled the young man. Both hands are made to grip the waist. Just like the position of a market thug.

The other person still refuses to move places. His face seemed to be stunned with a beautiful view in front.

What a perfect creation of God, maybe that's how his head is.

As long as the girl nagged without pause, the young man was even cool looking at the tiny lips that did not stop saying many words. The breeze of the wind that stroked his slightly long front hair made him even more lena in a clamor.

He's mesmerized.

He's gobsmacked.

Now, the round eyes with the clear netra of the girl were the target of his gaze. He could catch the girl's net silence beyond the dew that fell in the morning blind.

The girl's long hair that was blown by the wind made her movements appear very slow in the eye. The young man again blinked the two netra while smiling faintly.

Is this what it feels like to fall in love? thought.

"That's it, tangkaap!"

The sound of a horde of police officers successfully broke his daydream. For a moment he forgot that he was a fugitive.

In a single jolt, his body moved. Jumping agilely to reach land. A quick hand held the girl's arm in front, then pushed her into the front passenger seat. While he turned the position, then sat in the steering chair.

"Hey, how presumptuous of you!" the sergeant looked at the young man next to him in anger.

What irritated him even more was that the young man did not even touch his chatter. He continued to run the car at full speed.

"Hey, are you kidnapping me?" I asked her with a face that was starting to panic. "Please! Help u! I was kidnapped in my own car!" screech while pounding on the window glass.

The young man slightly glanced at the girl's absurd behavior from the tail of his eyes. Thin arches formed at both corners of his lips.

Barbarian girl, her comments inwardly.

As he sped up the speed of the car, the more the girl cried out hysterically.

"You, how dare you kidnap me!" No hesitation the girl bit the young man's arm with all her might. Making the concentration of the young man disturbed and his drive was shaky.

CKIIT

The four-wheeled vehicle hit the shoulder of the road. However, the driving skills of the young man can not be doubted. The car was back on the actual shaft in one go.

"Stop saying!" his word, but in vain. "Hey, are you mute?" scream at the girl again. "Please! Help u! Anyone help me! I kidnapped a mute man." He went back to howling.

Making the young man next to her smile again. He continued to throw his face out the window so that the girl did not catch the look on his face.

"Are you laughing at me?!" point at the girl with a hateful look. He would hate it if someone laughed at him. Really, sucks.

As before, the expected answer was not obtained. Instead of responding, the young man took him to a place he himself did not know where.

"Where are you taking me? Hey, why are we passing through the wilderness like this?" ask the girl who was back in a panic.