ONE THIRD OF NIGHT
WHO ARE YOU?
...-HAPPY READING-...
...“You pray for rain, you gotta deal with the mud too. That’s a part of it. I’d be more frightened by not using whatever abilities I’d been given. I’d be more frightened by procrastination and laziness.” – Denzel Washington...
...“You pray for rain, you have to deal with mud too. I would be more afraid of not using any of the abilities I have been given. I will be more afraid of delays and laziness.”...
...•••...
His intention was to help, nothing more. Let alone exaggerating, but now somehow? Gibran only took Nayla to a minimalist house, before he could call someone.
Her self did not come along when her friend said Nayla took her into the car. Her friend was ... Female.
Nayla was not conscious this morning. Gibran panicked, completely panicked. Because this was his fault, Gibran knew Nayla was ill, but dared his dare not treat.
"Gue's scared,"
"Fear he's dead" replied his friend who was having lunch next to his couch.
"ach! If he dies, what?" Gibran threw away his last cigarette butts, then got up wanting to see Nayla.
"Yes if it dies, plant it." The friend shouted from the front, but Gibran ignored him.
Nayla was still unconscious on the bed. Gibran himself if he complies, Gibran will touch Nayla. However, Gibran knows that, it's not good to touch him now, is it?
...•••...
It's noon now, and they all don't know where Nayla is. Not only is losing Nayla now a major factor, but Nayla is sick. What if Nayla gets worse?
Abyan and Shaka have now finished performing the dhuhur prayer, now the second is a searching confusion. I don't know, they've searched all but still haven't met.
Shaka had given the idea to report to the police, but the police would not follow up if it had not even been a day. Ameera has brought Shaka home, although his umma was worried to find. But, he did.
While Zara and Nayra have been telling friends Nayla, and the same. They also do not know her, let alone cellin, Renata, Jessica and chasandra. The four of them also helped me find.
"God ..."
Shaka turned his head towards Abyan, Shaka could see now. Abyan's worried face, his lips unceasingly beristighfar, praying and praying for Nayla safe out there. "Let me, who's looking for her?"
Abyan did not look. "Am not sure where else? Do you know?"
Shaka shook his head grimacing.
"So now, where are we going?"
Abyan looked over and smiled. "thank you. But, we're gonna have a run, huh?"
Shaka smiled and of course nodded. Shaka himself is as worried as Shaka. Today shaka has a teaching schedule in one of the village schools, but Shaka lives first.
Both of them are the same walking towards Shaka's car. Although the car was running, but they did not know where it was headed.
...•••...
"Gibran missing, pa~"
Aghas, breathe heavily. He is now having a lot of business at the office. But his wife, Dea, again reported their son, missing. What else now?
"If the disease, how relapses?"
Relapsing huh? Aghas snorting cynically. What else should it be? Yeah like that? "Udah ngak papa—"
"No papa how do you mean papa!?—Obviously the child is! not in cariin!"
"How much business, ma?"
After that call was cut off from next to the party, Dea cut off her call just like that. Aghas raised his eyebrows next door, after which smiled smirk.
"Make it up, is he now?"
...•••...
Nayra had put Zara to sleep, after the dhuhur prayer Zara fell asleep due to a lot of crying. Nayra herself could no longer cry, her tears had dried up not wanting to come out again.
Nayra sighed her heavy nafa. Where's the twin? Let's hope Nayla's okay, there. Allah is safe brother ...
Nayra came out of the mother's room, her self also could not just cry indistinctly like this. His self should also help find, even though he does not know where?
Cellin's words at that time, clearly crossed Nayra's mind. But he's still in the hospital, right? Her pain was severe, so it was impossible if she was the one carrying it.
Nayra again self-described, cellin story at that time ... Nayra hasn't told her parents yet, let alone Nayla. "Hospital, huh? But, if there isn't? Just wasting time."
Nayra nodded in self-assurance. First Tama, himself must contact cellin first, so as not to be difficult later.
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After sending a message, Nayra immediately plugged the gas car into the hospital. Hopefully, hopefully he'll still be in the hospital, so Nayra won't su'udzon first.
...•••...
Nayla is aware of where she is, her head is still very dizzy. He looked around, his room was very clean, obviously this room was well cared for by his master.
But who?
Has gibran? But it can't be Gibran. Nayla gets off her bed, her Khimar is a little messy. And hospital sandals ... It is no longer there, and replaced with rabbit fur sandals.
Who's this got?
Obviously this has a woman, so there's no way Gibran's gonna kidnap her. Nayla staggered towards the door, the doorknob was very difficult for Nayla to open, the door was locked.
Again Nayla wants to cry at this time, Nayla herself does not know what time it is. But, clearly the sun has been seen above, so maybe the dhuhur has arrived.
Since there was no land to roost on, Nayla used walls only. And in the Lord, Nayla's body is free from the scourge.
Nayla is still unable to perform standing prayers. So he decided to sit back.
Nayla performs her prayers about .. 15 minutes, not forgetting after her she was honoured with Allah. Ask for safe from distress, survived from jinn or demons, and if this jinn may he be converted ... Amens.
Nayla got up from her seat, her door was also not opened. Nayla's stomach has been sick since, Nayla really can't if not breakfast. Especially now, it's lunch time, and nayla has not had breakfast.
"Excuse me!"
Nayla screamed, but there was no sign of a human. Self-impaired, it could have been Nayla out of the window. But, this is the second floor. Wanna die come on?
And if broken, Nayla could have been if she was healthy. However, Nayla was self-conscious now, her body alone if she forced it to stand for a long time, would be dizzy. Especially that?
However, Nayla suddenly realized there was a shallow. Who'sis that? Sayup Nayla hears the approaching footprints, and gets closer.
Nayla moves to the side of the closet, not wanting to be known if she is conscious. Lamat Lamat Nayla heard the sound of a key being played, and her door was opened.
Nayla closed her eyes not wanting to see. But, he was obviously curious who it was?
"Hallows?"
Female voice.
"Well, are you dead?"
His voice is getting closer. "Let's get out, I know Lo's hiding, right? Come on, chuck."
Slowly Nayla ventured to open her eyes. Remember Allah Nayla, one word, but it can make Nayla immediately move from her hiding. He's out of there.
The woman smiled widely, she said hello to Nayla who was stuck.
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