CUBICLES
7

FATEH scraped the ground and pulled something out from behind his grave. A long iron bar is taken and inserted into the confinement locking mango to be gouged open.

Then another iron rod deselitizes Zaki to the gap of the cage door to give more pressure to open the mango by crossing the two iron bars earlier. After crashing, the mango was crushed and fell to the ground. The door of the cage kept opening giving way to them.

“Pak cik can escape a long time ago again, but why let yourself uncle caged in this place?” about Zaki.

“I'm old. Not doing it alone. Now come with me and don't say much. The exit from this place is not far from us,” invited Fateh, then continued to run fast forward.

“Hoi! Are the elders still working again?” Zaki's surprised.

A bodyguard on duty was unaware of their presence. Fateh swiftly struck at him and gave a powerful blow to the back of his body. A light pat made the bodyguard fall to the ground. The action added admiration for Zaki towards him.

“Change your clothes. We disguised ourselves out of this place,” Fateh direction

AWAY from the observation of people in the jetty area, a black Mercedes train appeared and stopped there. Several people came out protecting Datuk Zahran with their respective weapons. In this volatile situation, at any time the enemy side can appear unexpectedly. Therefore, being prepared is the best way to be more sensitive and careful with the surrounding conditions.

Datuk Zahran's face remained calm even though his own heart was struggling. The fate of his nephew, Zaki, is often imagined in the mind. Reminisce how severe and cruel service he had to receive. His heart is determined to save Zaki in any way. Then, Datuk Zahran screamed out to the criminal responsible for this chest-stifling crisis.

“Usah screamed so strongly at this time of night. Dogs can be surprised.” Saiful and his concocts emerged from the darkness with their respective firearms

“I bring what you want. Now, hand Zaki over to me!” datuk Zahran.

Saiful orders Datuk Zahran to show him to make sure the man doesn't lie. Datuk Zahra had no other choice. A bag is removed and the contents of the contents are exhibited to Saiful. The Dark Militant Chief smiled sinisterly. One of his followers was instructed to take the bag out of the hands of Datuk Zahran.

“Now you've got what you want. Where's Zaki?” datuk Zahran says Zaki will be released soon.

“My people will send him home in the early morning. Thank you for this cube, Zahran.” replied Saiful selamba, then turned to leave the jetty after getting the item he wanted.

Datuk Zahran had expected all this to happen. The Dark Militants led by a man named Saiful were instantly unreliable! There's nothing else to do.

Datuk Zahran was only able to see that the Dark Militants had passed away haughtily. Negotiating with the Dark Militants, the notorious terrorists in Malaysia, turned out to be a waste. They are cunning and full of tricks that are hard to describe on the mind!

“Forward with our plans,” Datuk Zahran told his followers.

The night BREEZE that blows so bit into the bone of the sulbi. Zaki had almost lost the effort to continue prying forward. This journey has been too long and far. Non-stop and rest. His breath was increasingly filled with his stomach that was increasingly hungry and thirsty. Surprisingly, the old man before him still looked gallant. There were no complaints from his lips during this journey.

“Nak spill Dark Militants instead of easy. Before that, I will take you somewhere to prepare yourself with physical and spiritual strength!” answer Fateh.

“Where is that place?” about Zaki, wrong.

“Djibouti Country in Northeast Africa,” Fateh replied spontaneously.

“What?” Zaki was stunned as if there were nails carved into his feet. Too surprised and not arbitrarily his body shakes.

What does the opposite mean? Why is this what has to happen? His face turned pale. A variety of things linger in the mind. Energy that is still leggy like has been violently stirred so as to weaken his own intellect and kudrat.

“WHAT do you mean that the slave is gone?” nape Mukhriz while talking in the phone mouthpiece.

Saiful who was next to him was only silent and pondering sharply. Sometimes his body was falling in the car when through the rocky road.

“Thumped! I was a bit unable to put him with the old man,” Saiful said as he grasped the cube taken from Datuk Zahran earlier.

“How now sir? Are we going to answer with Datuk Zahran?” aju Mukhriz's.

“Care! I got what I wanted. That kid is no longer my business. After all, there was nothing Zahran could do. Ha! Ha! Ha!”, said Saiful.

After their four-wheel-drive car stopped on a narrow red path, which was the entrance to their secret base, suddenly a very confused sound was directed at the ear child. The round wind ligat made their faces wrinkled by a thousand. Then the lights from the sky illuminated their vehicles. Several helicopters and police cars have appeared in pursuit of Saiful and his group from all directions.

“How can the police track us?” about Mukhriz, start fretting.

“Ni certainly works Zahran! Get everyone to attack those cops!” saiful then reached his stinggar behind.

“Stop your vehicle, Saiful! You have been surrounded! We will launch an attack in case you do not hear the instructions!” the police officer used a loudspeaker.

But Saiful remained insistent. He chose to fight rather than just die. Saiful got out of the window of the train and smashed his stinggar towards the helicopter that was hovering in the air.

With one shot, the rocket exploded and hit the fan vehicle. Then a big explosion erupted. His body was wrapped in a heart-wrenching fire. The other police officers had to take action. The counterattack began to latch on.