Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife

Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
118. I Will Not Let It!


The hail of bullets did not just come from the top of Zidane's helicopter. Now some of Zidane's men, out of nowhere have surrounded the movement of Flowers at this time


The first daughter of Amran and Nabilla never lost her heart in dealing with the enemy badly. He had to take out his mother's new formula chemical weapon in the form of a perfume that stifles the breath that stifles the chest. If inhaling it for too long will make the lungs hurt so that it can make the person nosebleed because it hurts his lungs too much even though it will not be deadly but will make the opponent faint and experience deep wounds that real bad.


But previously, Bunga had used a mask to protect his breathing from the chemical weapon. He used some of his members Zidane to make them shield from the attack of shots that bombarded him with bullets. He also managed to take two pistols from the hands of the dead enemy. Zidane looks increasingly furious with the shrewdness of Flowers which he thinks is very great beyond his expectations.


"Don't let him get away and shoot that damn woman..!" zidane orders while protecting himself from Flower shots. Despite saying so, his heart also did not have the heart to hurt a girl as beautiful as Flowers. But considering that the brain of a super genius flower can find out his crime makes him have to bear with the girl because it will threaten his business and also himself who will be targeted by American intelligence agencies.


"I won't be that easy to get Zidane. Maybe a lot of your ill-gotten business will drown your power now. And perhaps it is time that you cease to act," said the Flower, which still serves the enemies.


Many enemies have fallen because of being the shield of the Flower. Until a few minutes later, the position of Bunga has been pushed on the edge of the building that will make its foothold can no longer survive.


This Daffa lover saw his helicopter approaching from his back. Right at the same time, he still fired a shot to incapacitate his opponent with both pistols in his hands to shoot them simultaneously.


As the enemy shot back towards him, Bunga dropped his body from the tall building and jumped towards his rescue helicopter which shot towards the opponent.


Flowers catch the rope ladder from the helicopter extended from the top with one hand, while the other hand is still busy shooting enemies on the roof of the building. Flowers hang on a helicopter rope ladder that takes him away from enemy attacks. But the enemy's helicopter is still not willing to let Bunga run away just like that. A continuous shot still aimed at his body but the helicopter was able to dodge the Flower from the shot.


Bunga, who was one of the sniper secret agents, pointed his gun at the co-pilot of the enemy helicopter and opened fire on the poor man who had laughed at him.


"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim...! Meet your end, man!" flower cries and pleads for God's help in his last endeavors.


Dorr... Dorrr...


The bullet went through the co-pilot's neck. The helicopter started flying in the air until it lost its balance. Zidane wavered when he saw the direction of the helicopter fall approached them quickly, so he struggled to avoid it.


"Oh shit...! basic jal**Ng!" sumpat mister Zidane who had to resign to accept his death because the helicopter immediately plunged free and fell on Zidane and his men who were shooting Flowers.


"Akkkk....!" screech the criminals as the helicopter body slams into their bodies. The explosion up there was so violent that smoke and flames billowed with a tremendous explosive sound coming from the afture or fuel of a helicopter or plane.


Eventually Bunga managed to climb aboard the helicopter which was assisted by the pilot who was a woman. The flower sits quietly while breathing in relief by saying the tahmid sentence. I don't know why he suddenly cried this time after the fierce battle was over.


The pilot handed the minimuman bottle of mineral water to Bunga while asking the brave girl.


"Are you okay agent one?" ask Brooklyn.


The flower only nodded because it could not speak anymore. He felt that this time, he was fighting alone against many enemies while avoiding shots from above and below. He had thought how if he was shot or fell from the floor of the building and his hand missed catching the rope ladder from the helicopter. Seeing Bunga crying behind his veil, the pilot no longer wanted to disturb him.


"Miss Flowers."


"Hm!"


"Why did you shoot the co-pilot of the enemy helicopter right around his neck?" ask Gerrrd.


"Because he was wearing a bulletproof vest if I shot under his armpits or his waist, he wouldn't have been killed. If he shoots him in the head, he also wears a helmet. Only part of his neck still gives me a place to pierce his body with the hot lead," said Bunga made co-pilot Gerrard smile in awe while raising his thumb as a form of praise.


"It's not wrong, if my country chooses you to be agent one. Not just trained mentally and physically. But there are also intellectuals that you have well managed, but I actually praise you who have extraordinary sensitivity in the moments your life is threatened," praised co-pilot Gerrard.


"Thank you, Mr. Gerrard. But, uh, your praise just did not make me become arrogant because in times of urgency and there is no way of salvation for a man other than the form of self-indulgence that the soul of his body belongs to his God so that man needs protection when he does not there was another gap for him to take refuge from death.


Only the God of my Lord is always there at the moment of his death. Again, the final success of my battle today, it was the intervention of God my Lord, not my brain intelligence. This is the chapter of my trust to the owner of my life," said Bunga full of humility if it has glorified the name of his Lord, Allah azza wajalla.


Despite Flowers' beliefs, Brooklyn and Gerrard are different, but the Flower only wants to convey to his companion how the power of God is above all things than the greatness of man which is only equivalent to a cup of tea water in the middle of the vast ocean.


"Is that why you cried to feel the miracle of your Lord, agent one?" ask the Brooklyn pilot.


"Sorrys. I have something to say here. The placement of the word miracle is not attributed to ordinary people like us because it applies only to the prophets and Apostles of God. Like the miracles of Moses, Noah, Isa, Abraham, Mohammad and many other prophets who got the honor when they had to prove the greatness of God in the crucial time of their lives faced with the enemy.


The same example in Christianity comes to believe how the prophet Moses split the sea with his staff when there was no other way for him and his followers to escape from the pursuit of Pharaoh and his army at that time. Is not the staff only part of the medium not the actual strength of the staff" said the Flower explaining the meaning of every miracle of the prophets and Apostles that God gave them.


"Wow..amazing, Baby!" praise Gerard after getting spontaneous Flower enlightenment from the beautiful girl.


"I only share what I know from the books I read or the religious sciences described by my teachers and lecturers. Not my pretentiousness about what I just explained the meaning of the miracle," said Bunga remained in his tawadhu attitude.


One may humble himself before one's fellow men, but man must humble himself when confronted with the God of his Lord. Or when glorifying the greatness of God before other humans not to boast about his abilities that have just been shown to his colleagues like the action of Flowers that they have just witnessed.


How can the girl know if she shoots the co-pilot of an enemy helicopter, then the helicopter will fall on the roof of the building where the enemy Flower including the boss of the enemy is none other than Zidane himself.


If Bunga shoots the co-pilot away from the building, the helicopter will crash down on innocent people down there. That will have an impact on the moral dilemma for the Flower itself as a human being who still has tenderness of heart.


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