Gannaya, My Adore
I'm without my wife, and you're without your husband.

Looks splashing water wet every petal of the beloved rose of Ganaya. Ammar regularly water his wife's pet flowers every morning. It's been two weeks without Gana by his side. And during that time he studied sincerely even though it was still difficult. Sometimes he is strong, sometimes he is excited, and then he collapses again.

The search of the joint sar and police team has been closed. Gana was declared dead. On the 7th day of his life, there was a piece of dress that is believed to belong to Gana on the lips of filtering river water that will be released into the sea.

And on the 10th day, the police managed to catch the perpetrator, Mr. Frady, Farina's father. But the perpetrator was asked to shut up by Frady, so that the mastermind of all this was not uncovered.

If the perpetrator opens his mouth, of course not only the matter of Gana's accident is revealed, but also about his crimes as the Mafia will be exposed. When the perpetrator was put in a prison cell. To find safe again, Frady killed the perpetrator in his cell, of course neatly and slickly. If there's money, everything will be done.

The day keeps changing. From that fall, Ammar began to rise. Every morning after watering the plants. He's going to the Gana crash site. They will have fragrant flowers there. Waiting for certainty, who knows Gana is present again.

Until Papa was afraid for a long time his son became insane. And Ammar is currently being watched by a Psychiatrician, still taking sedatives if he starts to panic.

Every time you want to sleep, you set the murotal recitation of the Quran on the nightstand. In order to accompany Ammar to sleep as quietly as possible. Ammar routinely wakes up in the middle of the night to pray tahajud, he is still happy so that Gana remains back, even though he knows it feels very impossible.

Two weeks is heavy. His heart used to be very filled, now it was like meat on his body. Ammar is very thin, fine hairs begin to appear on the lip and chin area. No longer paying attention to yourself. Guilt towards Gana kept putting herself under pressure.

He was sorry. It is better not to marry Gana, if the woman is gone forever. If only he wasn't a mobster, maybe Gana could still live quietly. Without anyone wanting to kill him. And Ganaya will stay alive until now.

Not together, that's okay he said. The important thing is that he still sees Gana's smile. But Mr. Ustadz said, all this has been God's decree. Gana's soul mate is over in Ammar, now lives Ammar who must continue to step in the world.

Mr. Ustadz also said, we must not love man more than God. For Allah is Jealous. Perhaps this was a rebuke from Allah, for Ammar deified Gana too much.

"Mr ..."

Ammar who was still busy watering the plants, and gave fertilizer turned his head towards Yuni.

"Yes?"

"Yuni found this, sir. It must have Bik Ningsih."

Ammar knitted his eyebrows. He looked at a small bottle of liquid and a hape.

"Yes left?"

Yuni nodded.

Ningsih just ran away from home, two days ago. He could not bear the blame for Gana's departure which made Ammar depressed.

At last it was midnight, with no one knowing the maid had escaped. This morning, Yuni had just cleaned up Ningsih's room that looked disheveled. Because of the rush, Ningsih to forget the dress.

Ammar was more interested in the bottle of liquid, he opened the lid and slightly smelled the aroma. "It's so bad smell." Ammar immediately handed the bottle to Yuni again.

"Our medicine, sir?"

Ammar nodded as he flicked his nostrils.

"Continue when Yuni held this phone, there was a phone call coming in, sir. From Ny. Farina Pak Farhan's. Unfortunately Yuni didn't pick up, hunted to death."

"And Yuni try to read the messages on whatsaap. There's a last incoming message from Mrs. Farina, he asked about the news of the Father, with the sentence not wearing. Are you crazy, he said so."

"What's? A farina? Farhan's? That--"

Yuni nodded again, confirming Ammar's guess. If the two are the ones he knows best. Farhan, best friend.

"If I don't misperceive it, sir. I think Bik Ningsih was paid to be a spy in this house."

"Don't you remember when Mom almost drowned in the pool? Electricity electrification? Food poisoning? At the time of asthma, but the bottle of his inhaler suddenly disappeared, and the last Mother severe hives up in the care, you remember ' right?"

Yuni's explanation, making Ammar again mired into the shadows some time ago where the vile events continue to happen to his wife.

Ammar nodded steadily, he assented. "I just remembered, that Bik Ningsih was indeed a Farhan recoment. Suddenly that time he gave me an additional art, after you and Bik Ratih had arrived home."

"That's it sir! Bener alleged Yuni. Bik Ningsih was indeed conspiring with Pak Farhan. They want to kill Mom, sir."

DEG.

Smashed Ammar's chest. His eyeballs were violently patterned with a sudden roar of rough breathing. Resisting his anger, until he was not aware he had broken down the handle of the gagging watering plant in his hand.

"Breng!" exclaim Ammar. He throws the sliver to the ground with great fury. Then turn the steps to get into the house. Walk quickly to the room and reach for a gun that he still keeps just in case, if in his house entry criminals.

"Where are you going, sir?" tanya Yuni was worried. When Ammar came out of the room. Yuni was afraid that Ammar would come to Farhan. He wanted to complain to Mama and Papa to stop Ammar, but they were not there.

"You take care of the house, Yun. Who knows if my wife is coming home. I'm gonna go for a minute."

Yuni's heart rippled sadly. His employer kept saying that Gana would come back. Yuni only looked sad at Ammar's departure with his iron chariot. But when the car arrived at the gate, Bima and Denis' car arrived.

Ammar told them to pull back so the car could get out.

"You want breakfast? Go inside." said Ammar after the windshield of the car he lowered.

Bima and Denis shook their heads together. "We even bring your favorite chicken skin. Come, Sir. We eat first." said Bima. It's been twice a weekend, surely Bima and Denis will visit his former boss to the house.

Ammar shook his smile even though his heart was broken and broken. "I have business. You guys eat first." Ammar re-ignited the roar of his car engine. In this emotional state, he would have no appetite, before seeing Farhan or Farina die, following death.

"Something's weird, Bim. We follow you." tell Denis. Bima felt the same. I don't know why Bima and Denis feel bad. They both decided to follow Ammar. Fearful that the man is doing something dangerous.

Yuni could wipe the chest in relief, as Bima and Denis eventually followed her master.

"Hopefully you will not do anything that harms him again." Yuni said. He was a little sorry, because it had affected Ammar. But he was also upset, not accepting. If Farina and Farhan win.

Yuni looked at the vast blue sky. "Mother is calm. You are here a lot of people take care of you, Mom." Yuni said sadly. His tears welled up, he missed the woman.

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There was a commotion between married couples in the room. Farhan was emotional because he knew Farina's true deeds.

The man would not have thought that Farina would kill Gana that way. He found out when Farina was talking on the phone with her father-in-law secretly.

"Okay, I was wrong. I'm not honest with you. But please dong, do you deserve to be angry like this just to belain that stupid woman? He is the one who separated you from Ammar, he is the one who almost put our baby's life in danger! Don't you remember, Han?" said Farina while stroking her distended stomach which has entered the age of eight months.

Farhan was still fiery in his emotions. He was waiting for Farina to face the outside window from inside the room. There was only a rude gasp of breath from the man.

Farhan turned around and looked at Farina. "The problem will be getting wider everywhere, Rin. Sooner or later Ammar will know that the mastermind of his wife's death is you."

Farina laughs. "Yes, you will protect me."

"It's not a moment to joke, Rin!"

Farina threw her laugh. Then looked seriously, caressing her husband's cheek in a seductive gesture. "Wasn't your old goal to kill Gana? Separate him from Ammar? You're the one who made him paralyzed, too? Trying to kill him a few times and failing? Then where is my fault? I just want to help my husband to get--"

Tok to tok.

Farina's words came to a halt when someone knocked on their bedroom door.

"Why, Bik?"

Silent. There's no answer.

Tok tok tok tok

"Big?" now Farhan is throwing the question out. They still assume that knocking is their art.

And.

BUGS!

Farhan immediately staggered back when he had just popped his head from behind the door, when he was immediately confronted with a foot kick from Ammar.

It looks like Bima and Denis are freezing some art and security guards.

"God ... Honey." shouted Farina. He held onto the fallen Farhan.

They looked at Ammar shocked to death. I really can't believe why this man has arrived before them now.

"Ammar, why are you like this? Suddenly came to our house and beat up Farhan!" farina Sentak.

Ammar with jaw muscles that have tightened and stiff, just looking at Farhan with a sharp look full of hatred.

"I've come to avenge my wife's death!" ammar said fiercely while pressing the trigger of the gun that was as fast as lightning he pulled from the bag of pants.

And

DORR.

Farina shouted back. "Darling." cried weakly to see Farhan complaining of pain.

Ammar laughs. "That's nothing from every crime you've given my wife all this time."

And

DORR.

Gunshots are heard again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" farhan's sigh this time was longer, when his arm was hit by a shot.

"Go, Rin. Leave me and Ammar." cried Farhan. "No! I don't want him to kill you!" Farina crying.

"Ammar, I'm sorry. I'm khilaf." - moaned Farhan.

Ammar laughed sarcastically. Madness hugged her.

"Free, Han. My wife is dead, I don't need your forgiveness. If you have to go to prison and be sentenced to death for killing your own friends. I'm ready! The important thing is that my wife can calm down there ..." Ammar stared at Farhan's ceiling, looking for Gana's shadow there. It was like finding, then smiling.

To where Ammar looked down, when Farina hugged his feet. The woman asked for forgiveness.

"Please Ammar, don't kill Farhan. I love her." Farina sobbing.

"Rina .." said Farhan as he endured the pain and pressed his blood out from two sides of his body.

Ammar stared vilely, slightly kicking Farina to get away from her feet and pulled the pregnant woman's body and strangled her neck. He pushed Farina against the wall.

"I love my wife too. But why would you so easily wipe him out?" ammar's left hand strangled Farina's neck, while his right hand swept her cheek with the tip of her gun.

"Ammar I beg you. Let go of my wife, she's pregnant. Reply 'just get your revenge on me." Pinta Farhan very clear.

Farina's face was wet. He looked at Ammar in fear. Of course Ammar has turned into a real demon.

Farina screeched, as the tip of Ammar's gun was placed on her eyelids which suddenly closed.

"Which part do you want, Rin? Tell me." asked Ammar in a mocking tone. The tip of the gun he combed right from under the chin, then up to the cheek and now ended in the middle of Farina's forehead.

"Getter!" helpless exclaim from Farhan.

"Maaa-sorry" said Farina nervously. The pregnant woman's heart was pounding, like a drum about war. And Ammar was satisfied with the gripping atmosphere in this room that he had just created.

"How about now we make our position the same, Rin. I'm without my wife, and you're without your husband."

Farina shook her head in frustration. She begged Ammar not to kill her husband.

"I hate you. I want to kill you right now! But I'm not a sissy who only dares with women. Just like your husband did to my wife in her first accident. So, I want to make you suffer like me. Live without a husband, and without a father for the child you're carrying!" the heartache of Ammar, when he had heard all the conversations between Farina and Farhan about the events that had happened to Gana.

And.

DORR

DORR

DORR

Ammar turned to brutally shoot Farhan's body. The man was instantly helplessly unsteady on the floor. I don't know where the bullets hit. Farina screamed hysterically and ran towards the critically ill Farhan.

Ammar glanced at Farhan, who had closed his eyes in Farina's arms. The man then walked out of the room.

"Pak .." exclaimed Bima and Denis who had followed his steps from the doorway of the house. The two men were able to bind three arts, and two guards. Just stand guard in the living room at Ammar's behest, while the man is executing Farhan.

"Where else are you going?" ask Denis.

"You're going to the ravine. I want to let go of the miss." she replied casually.

"Sir Farhan?" ask Bima. They heard several gunshots coming from the room. And Ammar will win, because Farhan is not good at shooting.

"Just wait for the news of his death, and my schedule to go to jail."

Bima and Denis sipped the saliva deeply. "We're going, sir. We're running away." beg Denis.

Ammar's steps came to a halt, coinciding at the steering gate. He turned his body to look at Bima and Denis. The two best assistants who for the past six years have always accompanied him. Both in leadership in the chair of the President to become the most despicable Mafia on earth.

"Go away. Your service to me is done."

Clear water pooled in the eyes of Bima and Denis. Is this goodbye? Their faces held the flames of sadness. Ammar isn't just a boss, but a big brother. The one they want to protect.

"Live happily. Make a family, make good children. Don't go back into this mess. I apologize, for bringing you into the mud of sin ... Go away." tell Ammar gently. He patted the shoulders of the two of them in turn.

"But, sir." sergeant Bima.

"Let me alone, enjoy this day alone with Gana on the brink, before the police imprison me ..."

There was nothing Denis and Bima could answer, other than following Ammar's last request. "Do this as my last command. Go ... And you, Bim. Marry Yuni."

Water dripping down from Bima's eyelids. The man's piercing face held a grimace in the heart. Under these circumstances, Ammar still had time to think about their situation.

"You too, Den. Marry Anya. Don't mess with other women. She loves you."

Denis flabbergasted. He did not blink, only this time he knew that Ammar was watching them. Anya, a nurse at the EG clinic who likes to meet Denis secretly on the sidelines of office hours. And Yuni, who secretly also likes to visit Bima.

Their tears grew louder when they saw the body of Ammar's car had passed from sight.

"Thank you very much for your concern, love and affection towards us." sighed the two of them.

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"Assalammualaikum dear, I'm coming." greetings Ammar. Then throw the buttocks in the dry land court at the edge of the gorge. Sit down as usual. Then spread the red rose petals that he bought first in the flower shop. The rose petals immediately fell to the bottom of the abyss mixed with the wind in the air.

"I'm sorry I broke a promise. I've killed people's lives again" he said. But it does not show sadness.

"Hiswa paid for his life. Farhan deserved to die. And Farina must suffer!" Ammar laughs. He looked up at the sky. "You like it, don't you, baby?" smile decorates. Very warm, making himself more handsome even though very thin.

"Bang ... Bang ... Excuse me, Bang."

While loosening up with Gana's shadow, Ammar turned his head and found the twenty-year-old single man bothering him.

"What's wrong?" ask Ammar. He wiped away the tears that were coming down from the pelupuk.

"Can you ask for his help? Take us to the hospital? Our car broke down." the man pointed at the car that stopped not far from his car. Then glance at Ammar's car parked on the side of the road.

"Is anyone sick?"

"yes, our brother, Bang."

Once this helps people, so that their sins can be reduced. Ammar nodded and got up.

The man smiled happily. "Thank you very much, Bang. We'll change the gas cost."

Ammar ignored him. He focused on walking towards the striking car to help bring the sick into his car.

And

DEG.

Ammar's eyes widened. Her iris eyes wanted to come out and fall to the bottom of the ground. The man was shocked half dead. It was as if his blood was boiling and then going up into the crown.

He was shocked, not because he was staring at the sick. But he stared at a woman who was holding me who was sick.

Women with bandages poking around the forehead, from behind the pasmina that is only in the original twining in front of the chest. And some bruises that gradually disappear in the cheekbones and the tip of the chin.

"Darling ..." exclaimed Ammar.

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