Great Youth Like Gods
The Dark Ages of Azzahra and Nabil Nur Fadillah
Flakes.............. Ahk............. Delights............. Said the young man after sipping coffee that has been provided by the woman with one child.
When the young man was busy enjoying the coffee and chatting jokingly with two women whose status is different but the journey of life is almost the same. A beautiful girl with unraveled hair and still wet appeared from the back of the stall, smiling sweetly at the young man who was sitting while smoking a cigarette.
"Nabile........ Dream wife candidate. Come sit with brother." Pinta Clouds..... Two half-old women turned to the sound of feet.
"Basic....... Brother Awan morning has been flailing. Unmitigated his wrestling in front of Mother the same as Pipit." Nabil complained with a jutek face but approached the young man and sat down beside him.
"Huh......... Mother's child is funny....... His face was jutek but still sat beside the Clouds." Ledek Azzahras. Smiling sweet.
"Betul Maud. This kid's weird." Timpal Pipits.......
The clouds only chuckled at the sight of the three of them when they were mocking each other.!
"Mr...... I'm gonna take a shower, then go to work." Pipit Say.
"Yeah....... It's there.! Pipit then stepped out of the stall to the rented house behind the stall.
"Mother there's an important thing the Clouds should talk about four eyes. Later if Mother is not busy." Word Cloud.
"Serrrrr...... Nabil's blood immediately rippled. Was the talk about last night." Inner Nabil.
Azzahra just stared..!!
"Sister...... Clouds......... Nabil.
"The cloud just nodded.!! Nabil was silent but his eyes were glazed.!!
"What's my son.?" Ask Azzahra curious.!
"Is there anything important. Until you want to talk four eyes together Mother.?" Again Azzahra asked, seeing that Nabil's spirit was holding back his tears.
"Yes....... Mommy.......! Later when Mother is relaxed." Answer Cloud.
"Azzahra flinched He was silent without answering any more the chatter of the young man sitting next to his son. His memory instantly returned to the last five years when his life was so miserable, perhaps without the help of the little boy, he had become a vagrant or even in rape and was killed by his cruel life on the streets.
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Five years back...............!!
Soekarno-Hatta international airport has landed an economy class aircraft safely, the passengers on the plane then entered the VIP aisle for inspection.
Thirty minutes later, a woman in a black hood was holding a backpack and guiding a 10-year-old out of the examination room.
After they arrived at the airport exit the woman who was walking with the little girl then stopped a taxi and asked to be delivered to the village terminal rambutan. The main destination is the peak area of Bogor.
Azzahra Masika Fatharani, has only one goal in her life that is far from her husband's family and her parents' brother, brother, so she ignored the orders from Aidil her husband's half-brother to meet his best friend who is in the city of gudeg.
Arriving at the rambutan village terminal, Azzahra and his son immediately went down and paid the taxi fare. Damn to himself. The money in his pocket was different from the means of payment in the country where they are now.
Because I don't know what. Azzahra also asked for help from the taxi driver to take him to one of the banks for foreign exchange. There is no suspicion in Azzahra Masika Fatharani and his son who is still fairly young. Then the taxi driver brought him one of the small towns in West Java.
In the heart and mind of this taxi driver, tonight he will get the prey of a beautiful angel and some foreign money when exchanged for rupiah will be very pantastic nominal.
Tampa tending eling, the taxi driver then sent an SMS message to his friend that he had a prey that was very rich and already in his grasp. If you want to take part in tasting this rich woman should slide down the road labuan Cianjur right now. SMS message sent to a fellow taxi driver.
"Ready....... Brow....! Gaskans........ Reply to the taxi driver.
Three hours long journey to an area located in the area of Pacet Cipanas road, precisely on one side of the road, the taxi car stopped. While the passengers in the taxi were Azzahra and his son was still unconscious.
A 40-year-old man then got out of the taxi and immediately stepped into the villa builder who used to hang out on the side of the road.
"What is the night villa rental.?" Ask the taxi driver.
"Each boss.... How many rooms do you want.?" Ask the Villa Manager.
"If there's a two-room Kang.
"There's boss....... 500. One night." The answer.
"Waduh mahal Kang. Could be less." Bargain the taxi driver. Three hundred in love, right.?" Ask her.
"Four hundred Bosses. How." The villa man was giving the price down.!!
"Well Kang, Dil is four hundred." Said the driver.
"Dil. Answer the Villa Manager.
When finalized. With a bargaining transaction the rental price of the villa overnight. The taxi driver began following the motorbike that had moved in front, taking the tenant to the villa that was rented.
Arriving at the location of the Villa in a taxi car rental it began to enter the parking area and stopped right next to the Tukang Vila motorbike.
"Boss please come in. Does it fit with his Villa.?" Ask the Villa Manager.
"From.!!
"Hmmmmmmm. Please...!! Said the taxi driver.
Two men who were almost that age went straight into the Villa, to look at the one in the room and say.
"Kang fits. I'll take this villa." He said, then took out a four-piece red money and gave the money to the villa man.
"Each Boss........ Thank Thank You. Have a good time. Said the villa man and went out to his bike.
After the departure of Tukang Vila, the taxi driver named Yono was sitting on a chair and thinking of bringing a woman who was asleep due to being given water mixed with sleeping pills, to be brought into the Villa without being known by people around him.
"Joni......... Where it's been." His murmur was remembered in his daydream.
The man who works as a taxi driver then took out a Nokia type 2100 phone and started calling fellow taxi drivers who used to hang out at Soekarno-Hatta international airport.
Seriate.