Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
16: There's an Intruder In The Car!

Excel waited at the door of Azzura's room which was on the top floor as the existence of the children's room of Arum's mother and Kalandra sir.

“Let's meet you guys with mas Aidan. Mamah already told Aidan, so you guys will go home together. Excel mas car will still fit because yesterday we and family load.” Arum's mother still gave orders. “Let Excel focus on treatment, Ma'am. Not going back and forth Jakarta kampung. And so that the mamahnya mas Excel is also monitored,” he continued.

Though Azzura will just say, he became uncomfortable because he refused the invitation Excel. The new Azzura will report it to the mama. But unlike the tangled threads that finally decompose, the unpleasant taste that had captivated Azzura finally ended after the solution from Arum's mother. Everything really went as Azzura hoped that from all parties both his side and Excel, no one felt disadvantaged.

“Not Azzura his name if rejecting goodwill concerns the health even life of a person!” said Arum's mother. In front of him, the princess immediately glazed almost in tears. “Stay believe in our principle, all good things will get good reply as well. If not directly from the concerned, Allah will surely love ease through many paths!”

Azzura nodded, sobbing in the arms of the mama who had already hugged her.

Arum's mother understood, that as loud as Azzura, actually her daughter was still very injured. Azzura was still deeply saddened by the loss of his daughter's relationship with Cikho. Only, Azzura was too good at hiding all that, other than Azzura who was indeed not a weak woman. Azzura always wanted to be useful to others, especially channeling his ability in the medical field.

After informing Excel and asking the man to get ready, Arum's mother suddenly went back into the princess's room because Azzura called her.

“What's up, honey? The breakfast is the kitchen, yes. Keep breakfast mandatory to stay healthy!”

“M-mah .. I really want a story. I-this, weird hell.” Azzura hesitated to report it. It's about his istikharah prayer.

But in the end, Azzura really told everything to the mama. Not only a dream after the prayer istikharahnya, but also about the invitation to marry from Excel which Azzura has several times. But of all, Excel did so because the man felt indebted to Azzura that for Excel had repeatedly saved Excel's life.

“Oh, .. yes?” Arum's mother was left speechless after hearing the story from the princess. Three nights in a row always see Excel in the dream after the prayer istikharah. “If it is a mate, hopefully hastened,” inner mother Arum. That's the only prayer, the best prayer if indeed both are paired.

“But I didn't think of him at all, Mah. I even sprained into the Ojan. When he waited for me at the puskesmas for three days, he kept bringing roses in a big pot and it turned out that there was a wasp. That's the janitor's face swollen because the sting fit again settled. I'm the one who doesn't feel good to the guy!” story Azzura.

Discussing Ojan, Arum's mother immediately held back her laughter. “Already, ... already. If it is a soul mate, it must go nowhere. Get ready first, keep eating breakfast. Ojan has always been that magical!”

“Yes, Mah is in a minute. All wait for the exhausted lahiran. It was immediately healthy. Have asked to go home too, but I ask to wait until allowed because he is still obliged to rest,” said Azzura.

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A long trip to Jakarta makes Excel prepare his car carefully. Cleanliness, and machine readiness, in particular. Excel cleans every sofa that until the man cleans it using wet wipes. Including the carpet that Excel removes all then vacuumed using a special vacuum machine. In order to keep the aroma in his car, Excel also opened completely all the car doors including the trunk.

“That's the Kecel again what? The car is cleaned, the engine is cleaned. Want to go to Jakarta time? Thank goodness then, let my rival run out especially now Cikho is also not the same Yayang Azzura again!” batin Pak Haji Ojan, the man with all-pink tires who rides a red matic motorbike. He deliberately slowed down his motor speed and ended up stopping in front of Excel which he called Kecel.

Pak Haji Ojan who heard, already immediately smiled at Azzura while saying, “Iya, Darling ...? Honey call me no need what?” He spoke as sweetly as possible while still sitting on his bike.

Azzura immediately shuddered, his two eyes becoming busy flashing over the existence of Pak Haji Ojan which to him was more frightening than the sighting of s1luman. Look at his head decorated with long hair, but very limp at once shiny. The flies feel at home there as if the head of Haji Ojan is indeed a free contract for them. Of course, the aroma of salted fish oil is a favorite food of Pak Haji Ojan as a friend of rice, the reason. Because according to the information given directly by Mr. Haji Ojan, so happy with the aroma of jelly oil or that used salt fish cooking oil, the man also used it for the head.

Without commenting, Excel had immediately approached Azzura because Excel knew, Azzura anti to Pak Haji Ojan, because the man continued to pursue Azzura and to force look like people are too sane.

“They were whispering, I have to listen! Fear they want to go together let alone the Kecel seems to be deliberately ready for this car, like this,” thought Haji Ojan sir who immediately turned off his motor machine to hear what was being talked about in front of there and it seems very secret.

“Later to Jakartanya wait for patients who have just given birth, healthy and can activity, well Mas. I checked, he was healthy. Wait another half hour, then I can leave it to the nurse or the mantri who is on duty,” said Azzura deliberately shrieked, but without Azzura knowing, Pak Haji Ojan can hear it.

Excel, who was already wearing his black hat and had part of his face covered, gradually nodded. “Thank you very much, Sister Azzura!” he said that still sounded cold even in his own ears. “At least, now it all depends on me. But I make sure, everything is safe!” inner Excel who still hold back fear because after all, Azzura will be directly involved in the fight he will live.

Azzura gradually lowered his head and slowly retreated. “Because of that dream, I became awkward and compassionate to him. So ... sort of curiosity to pull him to hijrah because it seems there is something he deliberately cover up. His case was carbon monoxide poisoning, for example. Including the explosives that exploded in his car which is now somehow reported. A car that fits me and Cikho in front of the guard post!” inner Azzura.

“Wah, right, really! They're going to Jakarta! I'm obliged to come. Whatever and how, I must come!” sure Pak Haji Ojan in his heart and indeed more steady.

Until when Azzura and Excel went into the house, Haji Ojan quickly infiltrated, hiding in the trunk of an Excel car that was originally still perfectly open. Mr. Haji Ojan closed the trunk of his car very carefully so as not to cause any meaningful noise and can make suspicious.

“Panasssss, AC effect has not been proposed plus the engine is still heated. It's okay, for Yayang Azzura's sake, it's been baked!” batin Pak Haji Ojan.

When Excel who had arrived wearing a black leather jacket came followed by Azzura, Excel who suspected why the trunk door of his car had closed, deliberately ascertained.

“Nothing, but how to close, huh? I'm sure, though, that wasn't. The other door is still open. What, someone accidentally shut down because it interferes with activity?” think Excel.

Even though the trunk is empty, under the rear passenger seat there is already Haji Ojan sir who curled up and fell asleep.

One thing that immediately made Azzura misbehaved. Yes, when Excel deliberately squatted put a short wooden chair to facilitate the steps of Azzura when riding at once entered the Ezcel car, which is indeed considered much higher than most cars in the village.

Arum's mother who watched him until blushed. He immediately smiled as Excel approached him and then greeted him with reverence as a closing of his seal. Lastly, which makes Arum's mother confused, of course the existence of a motorcycle pack Haji Ojan is still parked on the side of the road just in front of the gate of his house.