Muslims Are Strong for the Mafia
61: Early Thrilling Day

Early in the day, Excel who only wears boxer pants, pacing in front of the hotel pool stay. Excel's right hand still attaches the phone to the right ear. Azzura who had just come out of the bathroom while wiping her face using a small towel, was already instantly worried. He did not hesitate to approach the husband who resembled the third iron used to pursue the target.

Azzura knew Excel's position made her husband work without knowing the time. Including now, even though it was two in the morning. There are still those who are contacted and for Azzura more dangerous than the actor*or.

Sadat the wife who came deliberately judge him through a serious look, Excel deliberately ended his busyness. He approached Azzura. “I, go for a minute, yes?”

“I'm coming!” Azzura really did not accept rejection, even though the husband had immediately given him a rejection response.

“Mas says, Do you believe me? I really won't bother Mas.” Azzura stared sadly Excel.

Excel sighed and tried to be much more relaxed, patient with his wife. “This is still the one before. I wanted to discuss it with Helios, but all my messages and calls had nothing to pick up. I'm worried!”

“Ke Syam!” reply Azzura.

“Already, Darling!” Excel reassures.

Azzura is out of sense. “Ke other members.” Because Excel said it had done it too, Azzura suspected, “Don't-don't, they already dumped Mas.”

Excel immediately shook his head. While stepping away from Azzura, he said, “As long as I live and I can still be used, they won't dump me. Our relationship before. Yes you are coming. Wear covered clothes don't it.”

Insinuated by clothes, Azzura reflexively looked at his chest. Although in fact, his gaze was already directly watching his appearance. She still wears an evening dress not so long in white and indeed transparent. “Which is true I came out of the room still like this. To Mas alone I'm actually still embarrassed.” This time he nagged the husband he followed, but Excel laughed at him.

“I also can't possibly let you out of the room, or just let someone else see you like that!” excel said in between his laughter. He hugged the body of Azzura, although the ringing phone entered from the Sham had immediately made him disturbed.

“Shine,” says Excel reads the name of the contact who called and indeed graced the screen of his phone.

“Mas Syam?” azzura's response ensured that the person they were referring to was still the same.

Excel nodded and immediately gave permission to answer Shine's phone or Sham, even though he answered him still in front of Azzura.

“Shine ..?”

“X-xel, headquarters under siege! Chief ... he's taken hostage inside. I deliberately ran away to call you and wait for the kids to come!”

Shine's voice that held a deep fear, had already instantly made Excel's heart even azzura chaotic.

“I want to go straight back inside to help the Chairman. I beg you, come quickly, Xel!”

“Tight handles, as tight as possible!” firmly Excel until exclaiming because now he has made his motorbike go at full speed.

The atmosphere of early morning roads that tend to be quiet makes Excel break through the silence of the road freely. Although on several occasions, other drivers also immediately gave him a hard horn and Excel realized, all because he was driving a motor like lightning, really fast. Every now and then, Excel would feel Azzura's hands clutching her waist very tightly and always in her stomach. If you ask how Azzura was carried on a motorbike feeling like flying now, the woman admitted, her stomach suddenly nausea similar to stirring.

“Perhaps like this which Azzam mas felt when he mobook the vehicle!” inner Azzura. For the sake of mutual security, she occupied the hijab and also some of her clothes, in addition to her pants to cover her ankles, as **********.

“It looks like the one from earlier was watching deliberately monitoring, I went there not and .. finally the incident,” thought Excel.

“Mas, it looks like they know that Heri is sick and has not recovered!” exclaim Azzura. He shouted to Excel's right ear, which was tightly closed by a helem. However, Excel gradually nodded.

“Definitely .. surely they know. But most importantly now, how can we get to!” as soon as possible reply Excel.

“Bismillah, Mas!” sergeant Azzura along with him who tightened his grip. Just now, they hit a red light and Excel nearly crashed into an operating ambulance. The driver in the ambulance they were passing by had already directly looked up from the door window while he was sneering.

“This, ... actually what I and Excel do, less ajjar really, but how exciting, yes?” lirih Azzura and not heard by Excel.

“S-honey, whatever happens later, you should be able to protect yourself!” excel is still crying out.

Although he realized the husband could not see, Azzura immediately nodded. “We pass front?”

“If we pass in front of his name kill diiri. We're through the secret door. I'm targeting, we're not up to half an hour until.”

“May all be well, Mas!”

“If Helios is only*hostage, then what they are after is not him, but me!”

What Excel just said already instantly made Azzura's heart go awry. Even more chaotic, after reaching the location, Excel did not hesitate to climb the building. Her husband was like an army of ninjas who could deftly step through the air. Excel is already on the roof of the mafi* headquarters building. And according to plan, they did not pass through the front door, but the back of the building in the form of a little yard while under it is a river. Just go there, they don't use a motorbike. They cross using a small wooden boat, similar to an adventurous scene in an action drama.

Azzura smothered her veil-covered mouth, using both hands. He tears up Excel. Up there, the husband looked at her while nodding, asking her to be a tough woman because being the wife of Excel the mafi*a, was also the wish of Azzura.

Holding the tightness in his chest that was already so rumbling, Azzura finally nodded his head. He gave a pair of hearts that he formed using both hands, as a form of support to the husband.

Up there, still standing and holding on to a ninja-like tile, Excel nodded. He made a chin move so that Azzura entered through the secret door that was in front of the woman. The secret door that he had also handed over to Azzura.