
Next week.
Thursday afternoon, the Qavi couple arrived at Joglo Ageng. Fayyadh has arrived first and reportedly the single man was intensively looking for the figure he asked for since a few weeks ago.
"That's why tomorrow is coming, it's Saturday, right?"
"GR first, Bah. Briefing with the lodge security coordinators as well. Starting tomorrow morning," replied Shan when just entered the main residence.
He had only first set foot in the residence of Kusuma's great-grandfather. Shan was amazed, remembering the pendopo owned by his great-grandfather in Yogyakarta.
"Shan, bring some crust? orders Uyut?" assault Danarhadi when he saw his old great-grandson arrived.
"There's the same Ai, just prepared yut. I brought the equipment first," he said to the car back.
"Take what?" abah asked, calling Kuntara to help his grandson.
"Safety procedures, earphones, wireless mini mic, walkie talkies, drones, senpi, belts, shoes, vests, others, too" Maira replied, passing inside.
"Sir, don't you help your husband, take that?" Danarhadi was astonished, the captain of the army but was instead indifferent.
"Zie was ordinary himself, even he was more thorough than me," said Maira again, waltzing towards the kitchen.
Meanwhile.
Fayyadh met Glenn almost every day. The old man seemed to receive well the young friend of his daughter. In fact, many times said that Fiora had been he declared if indeed his body was not found.
"I'm tired of paying people, Mas, don't meet," he said lethargic.
"Have you tried to hire a shadow, sir? call this number, please," bargained Fayyadh hand over Adnan's cell phone contact. He didn't dare give Mahendra his mobile number.
Glenn received a business card from Fayyadh. The two talked until the handsome man resigned to retreat before Maghrib.
Ageng Joglo.
Shan is stimulating Maira with the Mifyaz belt design. "Where? lightly isn't?" ask Shan.
"Yes Zie. What are you thinking?"
"Look at the belt laskar women should wear a simple, light and elegant to remain feminine even though they are bodyguards," Shan's opinion.
"Wooo Woo, what's going on?" fayyadh said as he entered the living room, seeing Shan cocked a gun.
"Tomorrow GR with the security of the cottage is also the police in As-shidqu. Tonight I want to see the location" said Maira.
Fayyadh just nodded, he saw the various equipment that would escort state officials.
"Yes, if not Shan, which knows this," added Fayyadh approached, sitting on a single sofa and touching one of the small knives.
"Eat him, now you understand, right?" sindir Abah, responded only with a forced smile Fayyadh.
"It's only Maira who's got a senpi permit, huh, Shan? others not?"
"Me, Dad is also two female lascars who already have a license. It remains mandatory to report, this is not using lead, only rubber bullets because of the purpose of escort. Not a special mission," Shan said again while installing some tools on the belt.
"Ckckck Maira, is this every task?" Fayyadh.
"He em," Maira answered briefly.
"Darling, try to adjust that for fast movements, this is stuck and bothers you?" shan asked Maira to stand up.
"Yep, try on. You ready? I'm swinging yes," said Shan prepared to wave a swinging arm as he turned around.
Shut.
One-sided couple, practicing.
Cracks.
Shan's waist, at the muzzle of the weapon. "Beng, Zie," Maira let out a slight gasp, as a result of fending off Shan's arm.
"Good Ai's. Not related to it?"
"No. It's nice to have a magnet hook, sturdy but not complicated." Both are stimulating .
"Try if you were the same Mas, Maira would practice the same as who? and all the ginian instruments," Abah still insinuates Fayyadh.
Shan then removed the belt from his wife's waist and arranged a series of tools for the warriors who had arrived at the hut.
"The marriage is the son of an official with a public figure. Kirab too. Maira is coordinating with Akhwat and I helped get into the Brotherhood" Shan said, looking at the map on his laptop.
"Yes, I'm in shock. It's true that Afra is married to a flat best friend in Jeddah .. wow this sophisticated tool, Mahen's father a massive investment means yes here," asked Fayyadh again.
"That's a soul mate, Mom. Can't be forced" Danarhadi said.
"Now handed to me whole, Mas. Indeed, for licensing access, still assisted Dad ... Ok done's. Pray for a smooth mission yes," Shan said as adzan maghrib echoed.
...***...
As-shidqu cottage.
Maira immediately gave a briefing to the twenty members of the irregulars he brought and shared their belt arrangement. Shan was a commanding officer among the Brotherhood and local security chiefs.
Shan Qavi's wife then visited the cottage owner's residence, asking for further requests and brief instructions.
"Later Ana follow what Arwa said, son Maira. Because it must be focused also with EO," said the Nyai.
"Nyexpute Nyai. I'm always there beside and around the important guests" Maira said.
By ten o'clock at night.
Shan follows his wife who is still dividing the mapping for kirab with Arwa.
"Baby, is it over?"
"A little more. Zie, he is the coordinator of the nuclear family range, we set the frequency tomorrow yes .. later there will be additional tools from us," said Maira introduced the two.
"This?" tanya Arwa pointed at Shan.
"Zauji," answered Maira straightforwardly.
Shan looked at the girl at a glance, in the dim garden lights, he seemed to recognize his two eyes.
"We say goodbye first, tomorrow GR stimulation of the nuclear family. The night is real GR one time, the most important thing is that you understand mapping so it is not chaotic" Shan said to the newspaper coordinators.
All the way home. A sketch of Fayyadh with Arwa's eyes overshadowed Shan's memory.
"Is he? time anyway, I have to make sure tomorrow morning and share this info with Ahya," he explained.
"Darling, tomorrow if I can, I'll have to scan Arwa's eyes for anything?" pinta Shan hesitated.
"For?"
"Mas Fayyadh, he's looking for someone. I'll show you an eye sketch" Shan said.
"Okay, I'm working on it."
Before long, the two arrived at Danarhadi's residence. Shan didn't rest right away, he tracked down something and recorded what was in his brain.
"Lost tomorrow, execution."
"Zie, bobok." Maira had whined because it was near midnight, Shan was still cool with his laptop.
Next morning.
Based on last night's plan with Shan. Qavi's son-in-law is trying to get a photo of Arwa's pretty eyes.
A long day passed by all the people involved in this week's lavish wedding. Maira did not even have time to visit the location of the husband because he was preoccupied by several coordinators who did not understand his duties.
Until ba'da isya, the greeting of Hubabah Aminah Al-kahf cools the girl's heart, when she had just arrived and crossed the front yard of the hall.
"Maira, be careful tomorrow because there must be a lot of people looking along the way. Ana will not come, because Ana's duty is only among the people after the agreement, waiting here," said the teacher Noble, praying for her.
"Jazakillah kheir, ustadzah." Shan followed his wife because she was done.
"Yes shan? alhamdulillah, Ana titip Maira yes. Allah, a soul mate after his name. In shay Allah all smooth affairs including this," he said touching Maira's flat stomach.
"Aamiin," said the two while talking and saying goodbye from before the teacher.
Due to physical fatigue. Maira forgot to give a photo of Arwa's eyes to Shan, she immediately fell asleep once she reached Joglo Ageng.
Next morning.
At dawn, the two couples were ready with their respective uniforms. Maira wears a black outer robe combined with a loose pant, while Shan blends in wearing a uniform shirt of the male nuclear family because he is struggling with officials from among Bima Arundati.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
Fayyadh joins the grooms who are entering the cottage. His gaze was unintentionally fixed on the figure who was talking to Maira across the street.
"He. Th-that's him, right?" he was furious, looking for Shan but never met the view.
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...Patience, explained the plot yes let's not feel jump-jumping...