Hijrah in the Way of God
The man in black

"Udah ready. Let's go!"

Ridho clasped Rahma's hand tightly. He's escorting her to the trunk of the house. The dark blue matic motor appears to be parked there.

"Hand!"

The man pulled his wife's hand. Circling the two hands of the woman to her waist after riding the motor matic.

The roar of the matic motor sounded slow. Ridho drives his bike at low speed. Enjoy the cool night breeze with his beloved wife. There was nothing more beautiful than that woman by his side.

"Astag."

Motor screaking. Black cars confronted him and inevitably Ridho was forced to stop his motorbike. And that made Rahma stagger forward.

Ridho's eyes squinted at two people getting off the car.

When a man in a black shirt approaches. "You want what Lo?" Ridho looked alert and immediately got off his bike.

The man in the black shirt laughed and Ridho glanced at him with a dislike look. Is he sane? Her thought.

"Lo still have my debt."

"Lo still grudge me?"

Instead of answering the man in the black shirt laughed again. This time it was harder.

"Lo thought I could escape that." The man in black shirt raised next to his brows cynically. "Lo remember what I said first."

The man in the black shirt hung his sentence for a second.

"He must be paid with life."

The Rahma who had just kept her mouth shut. The woman knew the man in the black shirt. He still remembers clearly this man who kidnapped him in High School. Why is he poking again?

Without ba bi bu the man called Doni by his side friend threw a fist towards Ridho.

Doni's friends don't stay silent. He also raised a fist towards Ridho's head. Ridho swiftly welcomed the hand and twisted it. However, when the voice of the woman screamed Ridho turned his head.

Rahmas. His wife was dragged by two thick-bodied men.

That's when the concentration breaks.

Doni didn't miss that. He threw a kick in Ridho's stomach and his fist hit the jaw making the man's lips bleed as a result of being bitten by his teeth.

Ridho who had been ignited emotions when he saw his wife hurt returned Doni's punch. Punching his enemy hard on his cheekbones until the man's skin color turned purplish.

Serving punch after punch at the man was merciless. Heedless of his wife's screams telling him to stop. Ridho has been overwhelmed by his emotions. Even Doni's friends seem afraid to make it.

And when Doni's body collapsed that's when Ridho stopped beating.

Doni coughed. Blood flowed along with Ridho's sweat that fell to the ground.

And when Rahma pounded his body. Hugged her tightly from behind with sobs. That's when he realized he was almost a killer again.

The two thick-bodied men were carrying Doni towards the car. Looking scared towards Ridho. Is this guy really dangerous? Her thought.

He promised not to mess with this guy again. However, Doni was still embedded in his heart to avenge later.

"We go home."

Ridho wiped away Rahma's tears. "Sorry, tonight we are not dinner" he said, then kissed his wife's friendly forehead.

"I don't cry anymore, pa-pa" held his wife in his arms. Calm the woman to stop crying.

"Let's go home" he asked.

Prepare to ride the motor. However, he was shocked when his wife's body hit him. Rahma fainted.