
Al opened the car door, then went down and closed the door back. Nidar came out in the back. They are observing the situation. There was no suspicious movement in the bushes or behind the trees. They started moving onto the banana stem alertly.
"Any," said Nidar in a soft voice. "They didn't show up, now should be the time."
"They are like thinking" said Al. "Someone knows who you are."
Nidar looked in disbelief. "Do you know me?"
"if we only knew, we could be wiped out."
"Then?"
"Your battle with the market thugs has spread everywhere and seems to reach this hill."
"Riany's story?"
"Ir."
"O yeah?"
"Irma seems to have a crush on you."
"Worthy what?"
"It's important to set the intention straight for ta'aruf."
"What do I mean in this situation about women?"
"Let's not tense."
"I saw Riany fall in love with you. I've known since I met Lin Wei. He's jealous of all the women who come near you...."
"I'm not tense."
"Let's get tense."
"The robbing gang must have found out who you are, who the people who jeopardized the operation were."
Their estimates are correct. Banana sticks are traps. Underneath it was a few small cans that resembled a low explosive nail bomb. Enough to damage the tire if it gets a little pressure.
Al and Nidar whisper-whispers set the strategy in a style that leaves people unsuspecting.
They lifted the banana stem carefully and carried it to the side of the road. Then the banana stems were simultaneously thrown into the air and fell on the thickets of the bush.
They ran to the car. Lamborghini immediately shot up once Al and Nidar entered. They don't know what's going on. They only heard a few small eruptions.
Riany drives a car with her eyes glistening.
"Can we focus?" ask Al.
"I'm fine."
Al takes a tissue in a golden colored box and is thrust into Riany. The girl opens the niqab and grabs the tissue. He dried a wet face. Then close the niqab again.
Al also gave Irma a tissue to wipe away her tears.
"I prayed all out" said Irma. "I'm afraid you're all right."
Al looked at Riany at a glance. "You too?"
"His pants?"
"That's why I dared to risk my life. I believe that the hijaber prayer that flows through tears is the ultimate prayer."
"I saw the herd peering behind the bush near you, like a lot."
Riany turned out to be observant as well. The Almatik hiding behind the bush there are ten people with clothes and samurai on the backs of ninja. He thought their martial skills were enough to cripple the herd if it had average knowledge. He was worried that they were so high-science that they would endanger the two girls.
Al leaned back relaxed behind the seat belt. "We'll see tomorrow what's coming from this hill."
"I want to find out" said Nidar. "Who among the flock knows us."
"Know you times" ralat Riany. "Al's great at Yogya."
"Don't let your friend get robbed" Irma cut off. "They know you're a martial arts whiz, then it doesn't dare come out."
"I'm not that good. Anyone know about Al."
"That means your two friends."
"These hills are near the village of Ridwan" said Al. "The flock couldn't possibly lose their guts because of the past."
"They could have known from your father's social media" Irma said. "He often updates you train students to learn silat."
"Or got a leak from Ridwan," said Nidar.
"Don't be original," sambar Irma. "Ridwan has gone."
"I don't accuse Ridwan of being an intelligence officer. I can get Ridwan to talk to his friends again."
"So you accuse his friends of the herd of being robbed?"
"It's hard to talk to people whose brains are missing" snorted Nidar Keki. "Who's accusing the herd of robbing it?"
"Continue?"
"It could have been his friend Ridwan's story to the others, so the chain message, finally got to the herd of robbers. So you know who Al .. judge in the dark."
"Don't think about it" cut Riany. "That's for sure."
"What's that?" ask Al.
"Dinner don't be late."
"Can you cancel for a minute about that?"
"No."
"Not thirty minutes of praying until weeping, it has now begun again."
"My own mother doesn't care. It's not really ngebel."
"Yet, too" cetus Irma. "Don't the dinner fail."
"Vidya's not ready yet."
"Good bye."
"You're so happy to see a friend suffer."
"I don't agree with you ta'aruf with Vidya. I agree with Pamela Bordin, the Shake Zigzag."
"There are supporters" said Riany. "Wait what else?"
"Start again," grumbled Irma. "Who do you agree with?"
"Your same."
"Wow," cried Irma choking. He actually wanted to. Of course, it's just empty hope. He knows he's not on the list of options. "I'm the same santriwati."
"What connection?"
"Soalah the daughter of the owner of the boarding school is jealous, even though there are already those who have. You want Al to wait for your jandama?"
"If the dinner is off, it means you can stop by Isya prayer at the mosque of Ridwan village?" cut Nidar. "There is a restaurant next door, soto tripenya yummy really."
"Good idea" said Al. "I haven't eaten tripe soto in a long time."
Riany flatly refused, "No. We need to get home soon."
"Sheat can be late."
"We're travelers, so it doesn't matter."
"We bring our own car, can stop at any mosque, better pray on time. Do not let us enter the group that neglects prayer."
"I do not delay prayer. I can get to the pesantren mosque in time, at least mashbuk."
"Harbi's angry if you come home late?"
"The most important thing right now is your mother."
"His Dinner has failed."
"His stupid dinner failed or not, I just care about your mom."
"You're hard to sympathize with."
"If it is easy, the same pesantren dispute must subside."
"Cirain because of his son."
"Didn't mind his son? His own son was busy thinking of a sweet girlfriend."
"You made bete."
"Fishing away."
"Yes, we pray in the pesantren mosque."
"Not us, I. We're splitting at the crossroad towards the village."
"Well? Is the pesantren passing by me?"
"It's lonely, isn't it, Ri?" irma sela. "Near the tomb again."
"It's so awkward. You bell the driver get me a pick up, sneak."
"Have you wait in the precatant? Yeah, don't be. Well, we're going up the tar to be a big driver."
"Most horror anyway."
"But, Ri, if it's near the TPU...."
"Keep waiting where? At Al's house? I'm with her mother!"
"The same Harbi times," ledek Al.
"You don't know how much your mother hates the same pesantren, same me."
"So you're ilfeel?"
"No."
"Thank you."
"I respect your mother."
"Because of her son?"
"Yes greetings!"
"Thank God if you have a greeting. So I have no burden. I'd like to invite you over for dinner sometime."
"Impossible."
"Harbi objected?"
"Your mother prefers the one that came Lin Wei."
"Yes that. Lin Wei doesn't have a candidate yet."
"Because your mother stood at the very front against the pesantren!"
Then Mother was busy looking for a soul mate for me, Inner Al. Afraid we'll fall in love.
Al doesn't know if Riany has a fight, can he hold his heart? Only on prostration the night he risked love!