Love For Madinah Girl
Episode 75's

Al along with Ridwan and Nidar were already in the corn garden an hour early. They hide around the suspension bridge.

It is difficult to know the situation across the bridge. The moonlight blocked the trees. The path is dimly lit. Silent desolation.

Al ran like lightning across a suspension bridge. Hose then followed Ridwan, last Nidar.

They waited for some time in the dark. No one's tailing. Then they walked through the dark area.

They avoid the bright road. The slightest bit of light could make them visible to enemies who might lurk around the forest.

They bear a double-edged blunt sword. Black Ninja dress.

Al's sharp eyes could see that there was a person dressed in all dark behind a tree lurking towards the hill.

He approached slowly without making a sound. Arriving behind him, he was only able to recognize who that person was.

Al called out in a soft voice, "Mang Kirman."

The man turned his head and looked at Al's face. Nidar and Ridwan are locked up so it is impossible to escape if Mang Kirman intends to escape.

Al opened the covering of his face so he could be recognized. "I'm coming to meet the invitation."

Mang Kirman smiled happily. "You seem to mean you read my message."

"Who is this Mang Kirman? No one dares to go down this road at night unless they are tired of living."

"I'm Lieutenant Sukirman of the Police."

"So not Ben Muzakir's spy or rob?"

"I'm spying on them."

"I don't believe."

"If you don't believe me, you should have trashed me while you were off guard."

"I don't usually carry sharp weapons."

"On your back?"

"Dull sword, used to train in pesantren."

"They all have sharp swords. How can you help me?"

With a lightning motion Al pulled the sword from his attack and knew it was stuck on the neck of Lieutenant Sukirman. "This sword can make the head roll because of the sharpness of justice."

"Students will not dare to behead the police because one day you can be in my position" said Lieutenant Sukirman calmly. "Then the cops became best friends."

"I need proof that you're an undercover cop."

Lieutenant Sukirman pulled out the badge from behind the blazer. "Do you think there's a robbery with this badge?"

"Some, if the cops rob it."

"You can too."

Al put the sword back in the sheath. Lieutenant Sukirman continued reconnaissance using binoculars. Clumps of shrubs on the side of the cliff move open and then out the herd robbed ninja style. The bush is the mouth cover of the cave.

"It turns out the information I got was correct" Lieutenant Sukirman said. "The parking is at the foot of this hill."

Al looked not understanding. "What headquarters?"

Lieutenant Sukirman handed him binoculars. Al point around the cliff. There were approximately thirty people in black clothes walking around sneaking around.

"I've never seen a herd rob this many."

"All totaled thirty-five people, operating in various regions. But that five people are dead in your hands."

"Then?"

"Tonight they'll be a massive operation."

"Where?"

"Your house."

Al shocked. "My house?"

"They want to rob at once revenge. Then they gave all their strength."

"The lieutenant should have asked the troops for help."

"The information I have is dubious. Then I look for the person who has the best ability in this village. Soon you're stuck in the corn garden, the area is quite bright."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Capable of facing thirty people?"

"Obviously they won't let me enter my house. I'm sending them to jail."

"Good."

"Where will the lieutenant himself go?"

"Capture the kingpin."

Meanwhile the herd of robbers ran through the thickets of the bush. Occasionally jump over the protruding tree roots. Move with a whip towards the suspension bridge.

The corn garden looks green exposed to moonlight. The atmosphere is very quiet. The wind is silent.

Suddenly from across the river the Ninja-clad men darted one by one across the suspension bridge and into the corn garden.

They move quickly among the corn crops towards the resident banana orchards. Suddenly Nidar rose to his feet on the sidelines of the corn stalks blocking them while holding a blunt sword

The robbers stopped moving. They were flabbergasted to see dozens of young former bandring troops suddenly springing up among the corn crops surrounding them. Each one holding a long stick.

Ridwan stood on the bridge. Al is invisible.

The herd of robbers could not be recognized for wearing headgear, only visible eyes. They look at each other and can be guessed if they are a bit daunted to face students from the famous silat college in this village.

The only way is to try to escape. So they attacked Ridwan's line that blocked the suspension bridge. The others came to help.

Being outnumbered, however great their attacks could be broken by the youths holding the sticks. Some of the fainting robbers received punched sticks. Some can last quite a long time, but the result is quite severe, collapsing unconscious with a badly injured body.

Some people can escape the siege. They ran across the suspension bridge. But across Al had already jumped from the tree branch and stood waiting.

In some moves one by one can be paralyzed with a broken leg hit by a sword or his sickle kick.

"Part of me!" shouted Ridwan.

Ridwan ran across the suspension bridge followed by the others. Nidar and a group of young men left to take care of a herd of robbers that lay. Al had left first.

Al's arrival at the pesantren right at the crucial moment. Lieutenant Sukirman was battered by dozens of students, but he tried to fight desperately because the exit was besieged. While Ben Muzakir stood with his bow along with a group of senior santri watching the unbalanced fight.

"Stop!" Suddenly there was a cry of Al behind the santri who was blocking the gate.

As they look. Fights ceased.

Ben Muzakir came down from the veranda and crossed the courtyard followed by a group of senior santri.

Santri at the gate got out of the way.

At a glance Ben Muzakir noticed the situation outside the gate, there was no one. Maybe hiding behind trees in the forest that separates the pesantren with the village.

Ben Muzakir is not afraid. He looked at Al while smiling cynically. "What's the bride-to-be coming to my boarding school?"

"Your daughter beat up the police. You're not afraid of being thrown in jail?"

"Letnan Sukirman has been insolent in my boarding school, accusing Babe of being a kingpin of robbery."

"You don't know who your father is. He's the most wanted man in this county."

"Don't insult Babe" exasperated Ben Muzakir.

"His men have been crippled in the corn garden."

Ben Muzakir looked at Al angrily. "You know whoever dares to humble Babe must leave his life here."

"You're a filial son, but your filial piety is in vain."

Ben Muzakir restrained the senior santri who was about to attack and asked them to retreat with sign language, without the slightest release of his eyes to Al, laden with hatred.

"This is the fight I've been waiting for. I swear, Riany doesn't belong to you or me. Soon you'll be in my hands and I'll be in jail for life."

"Take out all your abilities, don't piss like the past."

Ben Muzakir snorted cynically. Starting with the salto in the air, he sent out consecutive lightning strike attacks. Al calmly stopped. Then Ben Muzakir floated a hanging kick, Al took a step back. Followed by a quick circular kick, Al dodged.

Ben Muzakir repeatedly launched a combination of punch and kick attacks. Al tried to squirm. In a variation of the attack, Al's defense finally broke down as well, his chest hit by a kick.

Al bounced back. Santri-santri applauded.

Ben Muzakir tidied up the robe and stood up with a stupor. "Your shine is not as great as it was in childhood, has your youth been taken away by Riany?"

Al got up soon. Blood melted at the corner of his lips. Ridwan and his friends came.

Al held Ridwan who was about to help attack. "It's a long-awaited fight. He wanted to kill me but he stroked my chest."

Al swept the blood at the corner of the lips with a thumb. Then he leaped high into the air making repeated salto movements, and sent out combination attacks with a whip; back kicks, left right crescent kicks, fist and palm punches, jejag and hanging kicks.

Ben Muzakir could not survive. A hanging kick struck his chin followed by a jejag kick to his chest.

Ben Muzakir bounced and was only able to get up and sit down. Senior merta santri went on the offensive. Ridwan and his comrades came storming. But when the mass fight did not happen, some plainclothes policemen suddenly appeared and fired into the air.

Senior soldiers stopped storming. Ridwan and his friends too.

"One more step forward, we are forced to act decisively" the police commander threatened. "You are good people who are used to protect evil."

The Santri-Santri was still glued. Lieutenant Sukirman and Kyai Rojali appear to lead Babe with a friend.

"Here you go, my children," said Kyai Rojali bitterly. "Protecting the guilty is against the law."

"Lunter...." Ben Muzakir could not continue his words. He looks pretty smitten.

"Live with Kyai Rojali, son," said Babe in disarray. "He'll keep you out of poverty."

Babe and his friend were led out the gate.