Teluh Rain
The Attack on the Pesantren

With a blank look, Adrian looked towards the sky. The man's gaze did not enjoy the flickering of the starlight, nor the warm glint of the rebulan. In Adrian's brain right now there was only a shadow of Melin's face crying towards him.

It felt like Adrian's whole body was weak, the bones in his body seemed to become fragile in just a matter of seconds. Adrian is now in front of the cottage, where he and Melin spend their beautiful days.

He sat on a fallen log that was almost weathered. He crouched down with his face turned to the sky, and both of his hands drowned on the bent hoe. His sitting position alone could already describe how heart and soul were broken at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, that matchless happiness. Being a pain that stifles the chest, erodes confidence and destroys dreams that had been formed.

I don't think Adrian can live in this world anymore. Split from Melin, as long as the girl is happy. Adrian can still let it go, but another reality suddenly appears and destroys Adrian's life expectancy.

Adrian would rather die than kill Melin. What really happened was why he couldn't guess anything. Even after asking, it was to Nyai Roro Kidul. Adrian still could not find the answer.

With only the help of the moonlight, Adrian lamented all his ill-fated fates. He doesn't even know what to do.

If he approaches Melin, Adrian is afraid to hurt the sweet girl he loves. But if Adrian does not approach Melin, Adrian is very worried that something will happen to his only nephew.

Adrian squeezed his fist on his uninjured palm. Because Adrian is very lazy to just bandage the wound caused by the scratch of the Melin knife earlier. Although his palm was very painful, but the wound in his heart was more painful than the long incision.

But Adrian has to do something, he can't just be quiet like this. He has to move, Adrian will protect Melin from a distance only. So that the girl does not feel in danger.

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Melin's gaze still swept across the room in front of her many times, she remembered very well. It was this room that entered his dream.

"Bun we have to get going!" melin.

"Why Mel, you are clear with Mother used to donk. What's up?" Lastri doesn't seem to know what they're dealing with right now.

"Stay here, boy! We'll protect you!" an old grandfather's voice suddenly appeared and echoed in the room.

"No, Cake! I have to get out of here. Because otherwise you'll all die!" melin.

"Death is in God's hands! No one can go ahead or speed it up!" said the old man.

Melin fell silent, she wanted to believe those words. The already frightened Melin could only look at the shady-faced old geezer in front of her. Indeed his heart felt a little calm, but whether Melin could believe what hadith said in the Quran at times like this.

There is no other way, Melin felt the need to believe in the holy book of Muslims. That's his only choice right now.

"Now go back to the room, bring yourself together. Take the water of Wudhu and pray!

"So you'll feel calmer!" said the old grandfather with the pitih's beard.

Until now Melin did not know the name of the old grandfather, but she knew where the old Grandpa's body was located later.

"Let's go!" Lastri led me into the room again.

Lastri and Melin did as the white-robed grandfather had ordered. Melin and Lastri as well as Aisyah, Muna, perform Magrib Prayer service in the house.

The sound of the holy verses of the Quran is echoed again by the santri. To fill the free time before the Isya Prayer.

Melin and the three women who were in the house also had dinner after undergoing Magrib Prayer. The atmosphere looks very bright, Lastri is not a housewife who likes to chat with just anyone. While Melin was still agitated, because she saw her dream about the corpses lying in the middle room of the house.

"Yes, Muna!" lastri.

It seems that Lastri prefers to eat in solitude.

At 11pm, Melin was awake. The girl could not sleep at all, she was afraid that what was in her dream would happen. He decided not to sleep tonight, but somehow Melin felt so sleepy that the sweet girl fell asleep next to her.

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Jeduarrrrr

A very thick and sturdy wooden gate, collapsed in a single jolt. The gate reads Al-Taqwa Pesantren collapsed because it was kicked by one foot Adrian alone.

The man set his pace very casually into the front yard of the pesantren. The atmosphere was still quiet, but the sound of the collapse of the gate was very sturdy. Having awakened some santri, they flocked out of their rooms and towards the front yard.

Those sexy sharp eyes circulated her gaze into the pesantren area. The eyes that looked so fierce it seemed to be searching for Melin's whereabouts.

A grinning smile was on the side of Adrian's lips. It can be ascertained if Adrian has found the whereabouts of his lover Melin. With a casual Adrian wearing all black casual clothes and black leather jacket was stepping towards the back house. The house occupied by the lecturers in this pesantren.

"Who is this?! Why come in here with all the gates broken?" ask a santri to Adrian.

It seems that the satri is not from the region of South Sumatra or Bengkulu. Because of the dialect of speech medok, java once.

But not the answer obtained by the young santri, a tight grip has landed on the collar of the young santri batik shirt.

The santri who saw it immediately boisterous themselves, they were very afraid to go forward and help his friend. Adrian's face may be beautiful, but his eyes look bright. It is not the eyes of an ordinary man.

With a single blow santri who was in the clutches of Adrian, had drifted far into space. The small body that had not spent its puberty landed on the wall of the fence. Santri's body on the ground did not move anymore. Whether he was dead or just fainted, some santri ran over to his already defenseless body.

Adrian, still confident, stepped forward through the path he wanted. But some santri with martial horses that mantab, block Adrian's steps.

Not a word was released from Adrian's mouth, the man immediately handled the attack after the attack that was served by the santri-santri who was more mature than the first santri earlier..

Four against one, but Adrian did not even catch his breath. Though it has been almost 10 minutes, the four mainstay fighters of the Al-Taqwa pesantren were alternately attacking Adrian. The handsome young man who was very sexy, only fended off and avoided attacks for the sake of the santri attacks.

Who knows if Adrian is planning something, now a red flash meets Adrian's eyes. The man seemed to have just summoned another soul within him.

Adrian grabs the fist served by the first santri. The fist that almost hit his left cheek was on his twisting until the sound of bone cracking sounded.

Krattaaaakkkkk

"Akkkkkkkkk!" the owner of the arm was screaming in pain.

But Adrian did not want to take off his powerful twisting.

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