Tahajud Love
Chapter 122 “Tahajud Cinta”

The city of Beirut in the afternoon _which was almost before dusk was blown up by the sound of bombs that suddenly exploded and burned several large buildings there. All the residents who are still gathered in some places immediately run around and around looking for a place to shelter from the bomb explosion_which could have exploded in the next time.

“Contact Yulian now, Pa. Ask where he is now?”

Arumi was already feeling a very excessive fear, her body was shaking violently. Humaira felt the same way, even the tears of Humaira and Arumi broke instantly.

“Sial!” tristan Umpat.

[The number you are going to cannot be reached.]

Yulian's phone could not be reached. Making Tristan continue to complain of annoyance and worry about Yulian is getting worse. But that time is not the right time to look for the existence of Yulian, it does not mean that Tristan does not care about it. However, there is Arumi.and Humaira Nyang must be protected by Tristan.

“I can't contact Yulian.” Tristan shook his head slowly.

“Then what if something happens to him later, Pa? What do we do if Khadijah asks?”

“I'm sorry! We better save ourselves first, if things are safe I will look for the existence of Yulian.” Tristan nodded, reassuring Arumi who was no less worried.

Tristan, Arumi and Humaira came out of the restaurant they were visiting, always holding hands to find shelter.

And the situation in Beirut is still boisterous, many children and mothers are screaming hysterically because they are separated while looking for shelter.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Khadijah's body suddenly felt limp, like there was no energy at all after seeing the news that the City of Beirut had been bombed by another country. Many people were injured after the explosion.

“How is your Abi there? Hix... Hix... Hiks...” said Khadijah stammered.

“Down calm first, yes!”

Hafizha immediately embraced the body of Khadijah who was still sitting in a wheelchair while staring at the television in front of him. The worry was so pronounced, Khadijah's throat felt choked even his chest cavity felt so tight to just breathe.

‘Yes Allah, although Abi Yulian is not my father, but he is my first love that will never be replaced. Protect Abi wherever you are, O Allah.’ Hafizha muttered inwardly.

Arjuna who happened to be that afternoon there was no afternoon shift could hear the news directly. And Arjuna immediately tried to contact Yulian or anyone who could be contacted there.

[Sorry the number you are going to is off.]

Yulian's phone could not be reached. But Arjuna did not give up so easily and continued to contact Yulian as well as Tristan's mobile phone.

Alex did not stay silent, he sent some friends who were in the city of Beirut and some cities in Lebanon to find out the conditions when it was there.

Arjuna contacts Ahtar to find out how things are going in Beirut, not that Arjuna wants to make Ahtar worry but that Yulian is his real father. And as soon as Ahtar found out he came home soon to make sure things were at home. However, when Ahtar traversed the hall he accidentally collided with Zuena.

“Zuena, forgive me! I... by accident.”

“It's okay, Doc. But... it seems like you are in a hurry, what if you may know?”

Ahtar did not have time to answer Zuena's phone rang and immediately Zuena reached into her pants pocket to make sure who was calling her. And on one side Ahtar could only stare at the puzzled Zuena who was so strange when she was acting after knowing who was calling.

“Give all the bodyguards to find Abi Yulian's whereabouts. He's a good guy, quick!” pinta Zuena wirred through the air.

Zuena was a little careful when she put her phone in her pocket again, then directed a little look at Ahtar so as not to be suspicious.

“If Doctor Ahtar wants to go it's okay. Please!” said Zuena slightly lowered her head.

Ahtar looked at Zuena for a moment as he wanted to ask something that filled his mind. But a shadow of Yulian suddenly flashed through Ahtar's eyes, leaving Ahtar stunned and leaving Zuena without a word.

‘I'm sorry, Zuena! I.. gotta go.'

‘I know... how do you feel at this time Ahtar. Because I've felt it.’ Zuena is monologuing in the heart.

Motorcycle speeding up, Ahtar really mastered the streets were very crowded that afternoon in the cote Edinburgh. Ahtar did not care anymore how the boisterous engine vehicles that passed through filled the city streets.

“Abi, do not go under any circumstances. Especially in this way, Ahtar could not lose Abi before happy Abi.” Slowly tears flowed down her cheeks.

Sometimes Ahtar wiped away her tears while still on the road. Because it was difficult to ride his motorbike when tears welled up and filled his eyes.

Half an hour later Ahtar reached home and after entering the whole eye looked at him bitterly, but Khadija tried to smile even though her heart was breaking.

“Mother, don't be sad! We trust all to Allah SWT that Abi will be fine.” Ahtar stared fixedly at Khadijah, and there Ahtar was able to capture how much Khadija loved Yulian.

‘Yes Allah, pity Mother Khadijah. Please give happiness to Mother on top of the pain she is still living. He needs Abi beside him.’

Ahtar could not see the sadness in Khadijah's face, so he turned away from Khadijah and looked for Arjuna and Alex who were still busy finding out the situation in Beirut.

In the side room, Alex and Arjuna chat with someone through Alex's flat object. And Ahtar who saw their existence at once also approached and listened to the chat.

“How are things there?”

“I can't confirm the condition at this time here. Because the atmosphere was still difficult, the explosion left buildings and some places burning and dusty. Many victims have also lost their lives, so I have not been able to find the whereabouts of your family, Alex.” The voice went on air, explaining the situation in Beirut.