Way Home
52. order the tiger

Hazri is staying at Banguntapan tonight. Tomorrow, he waits for a call from Fahmi in reaction to his actions last night. Hazri believes Fahmi must know he did. Actually Hazri could have directly contacted Fahmi because he had his number, but it felt uncomfortable. The impression Hazri who need, Fahmi later sold expensive anyway. Moreover, the other day his phone was also not responded by Hazri. A day awaited turned out to be belu Fahmi also contacted him.

“Sialang. Is it possible that Fahmi didn't know I made it all?” ask Hazri to Romi who is sitting with her.

“Ah, know for sure, Bang. Hold the price alone dia.” Romi.

“Try asking Kuncrit, how is it there..,” command Hazri.

Romi also contacted Kuncrit who was ordered from morning to observe the situation of Fahmi's house. Kuncrit reported that the windows were almost repaired. Install all new. He also reported that Fahmi's wife always picked her son back from school in the Sapen area.

“So I followed his wife, Bang..” Kuncrit said.

“Wear driver?” ask Romi.

“Iya, Bang. Police also like.”

“Know where if he always goes to pick up his son, Crit?”

“Lotkefers where I hang out that story.”

“OK, you stay there first yes.”

“Ready, Bang.”

Romi looked at Hazri, “Nearly finished his glass being replaced. Kuncrit said his wife always went out of the house to pick up her son back from school in the afternoon.., how about, Bang?” he grins.

Hazri understands what Romi means. “Don't, Rom, don't have the heart of me..”

“Halah, Bang. Just nakutin doang. Some of them in Abang village there are worse. Disposable snapping, drumming, nempeleng..”.

Hazri kept shaking. “We try once again, Rom.”

Romi patted his eel. “Sometimes I think this brother is like ustadz-ustadz only..,” Romi is upset.

Hazri did not comment.

The night they returned to satronize Fahmi's house like yesterday. The newly replaced window glass also broke apart again. Tomorrow, early in the morning Kuncrit reported that Fahmi looked angry before leaving for work. Stand handsome waist on the side of the road while looking right at the left. Romi was heartbroken at the reports of his men. Glad he seems to. Fahmi just left for work after one patrol car came. Two policemen guard his house.

Hazri sat down while sipping on the warm tea Romi had prepared. Buy at Burjo stall near there. He was waiting for a response from Fahmi for this second action. Last night, in addition to breaking the windowpanes Hazri also sent a message. He wrote the word ‘Hazri the Parking’ Repairman with a red marker on a piece of paper. The paper was glued to the stone using clear duct tape and then thrown into Fahmi's yard before escaping. The message must have been received by the host. But, until noon it turns out Fahmi has not responded. Hazri was getting upset, especially Romi who had just been twitching his head.

Suddenly Hazri's HP rang. Soon grabbed, suspected Fahmi. Apparently Udin.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Cak.” greet Udin.

“Ya, Din.”

“Cak, they came again..,” Udin's voice faltered. “Siti also taped...,Emak..”.

“Why, Mom?!” yells stuck.

“Emak fight, driven.., fall, sprained his legs.”

“Civilized! I kill you, Fahmi!” hiss Hazri. Red on his face.

Romi watched as he answered the phone from Kuncrit that had just entered his HP.

“Cak, should we leave here?” ask Udin.

Hazri was quiet for a moment. “Do not, Din, be patient first.”.

Udin was silent now.

“But, Cak, pity Mum and Siti..” he said again rather heartily.

“Do not, Din. Trust me. I'm asking for two days to finish it.”

Udin was silent again.

“You leave all this to me..”.

“Alright, Cak. We'll try to survive.”

“Still, Din.”

“Ya already, Cak. I want to see Mom and Siti first.”

“Iya, take care of them.”

“Wassalamu’alaikum.”

“Heemm..”.

Hazri shut her cellphone. He rubbed his face and looked at Romi who was also looking at him.

“His wife just came out..” Romi said while nodding.

Hazri manages to catch her hunting breath. “Come!” he also said.

Romi nodded his head aloud, he went out preparing the car. Hazri wears a disguise and soon follows. Then, they rushed towards Sapen. On the way, Romi contacted Kuncrit asking for the certainty of Fahmi's wife's destination. Earlier, when Kuncrit called, Romi immediately ordered him to follow Fahmi's wife's car.

“Fixed, Bang, to the school in Sapen. Only now escorted by the police, follow in his car,” replied Kuncrit.

“One. Means there are two equally driver.”

“You where?”

“At fruit juice stalls, near there.”

“Not disbanding the school?”

“Numbered, Bang. Almost..”

“Okay, Crit, I took Bang Hazri there. You keep watching.”

“Good, Bang.”

Pajero Sport is fast. Because by midday, the streets are not too crowded. Finally, until they are also on target right when the school breaks up. Romi saw Kuncrit at the fruit juice stall ahead there gave the code. Romi stopped the car on the side of the road near the school.

“How now, Bang?” ask Romi.

Hazri did not reply, she was observing the situation. The Fahmi family's Xpander car is in the parking lot of an abandoned land in front of the school, waiting for its turn to come out. Dark glasses. Hazri puts a lot of energy in her eyes, she needs to know who's in the car. It turns out that Fahmi's wife, daughter, driver, and a police escort are all there. Complete in the car.

“Brands all in the car.” says Hazri. “You get ready here, take the car a bit ahead there. I'm going down...,”.

Romi nodded.

Hazri tidied up her disguise. Then get down and walk towards the target. While walking and ramping up ‘Rogo Kumitir’ up to a quarter of the power in. Her long sleeve sweatshirt disguises the hand change. Hazri stepped so calmly, even very casually. As soon as he arrived next to the Xpander car he immediately beat his right hand filled with ‘Rogo Kumitir’ towards the passengers in the front seat. At that instant, the police and the driver sitting there gasped in shock as if electrocuted and immediately collapsed. Amazingly, the Xpander car glass was not broken because of the sabetage of supernatural energy earlier.

It happened quickly and without causing a commotion. Hazri pulls the rear passenger door, locked. Immediately she shifted ‘Rogo Kumitir’ to ‘Needles Lunyu’. It only takes three seconds.klek! Lock open. Hazri pulls Hendel and goes straight into the car without further ado.

Hazri stared intently at the wife of his old acquaintance who was embracing his only child. Pity as well, but what can I do. Fahmi's wife gasped, her mouth locked tightly. Never shout, just say nothing. Hazri relaxed the energy in her eyes.

“Sorry, Mom, I interrupted for a moment. Meet Hazri Tiger. Please Mom deliver my message to Mom's husband, Mr. Fahmi Putra. Don't disturb my family in Jombang. That's it, Mom. I repeat, do not disturb my family in Jombang! Please pass that message to Mom's husband,” Hazri said firmly.

Fahmi's wife nodded understandingly.

“They are okay..” Hazri pointed to the two front passengers who were still unconscious. “Again, please convey my message earlier to Pak Fahmi Putra. Don't let it not! Excuse me..” Hazri looked at Fahmi's frightened daughter in her mother's arms, then gently rubbed the boy's hair. Hazri rushed out, walking calmly to Pajero Sport who was ready in front there. Then they also ran away. While crossing the student food stalls, Hazri's eyes collide with a diamond eye that begins to dim its light. Not lost its light just has to be shared with someone who already halal have it.

“Zilfa...” sigh Hazri. Romi could only remain silent. Hazri already knows about Zilfa's marriage. It was not accidentally he knew when he found an invitation in the living room of Romi's house. Romi explained, and Hazri understood all that.

Hazri looked at those two eyes. “May you be happy..” his sigh again.

MY LOST JEWEL.

Secuil Coffee

O Layla My Beloved

O Layla my lover

Promise the majesty of love that the wings of your soul may fly free

Float with love like an arrow to a target

Love never shackles

Because love is a liberator, who will let go

gusset existence

Love is the liberator of all fetters

In love, every cup is sorrow

But the soul of the lover will give new life

There are many poisons that we have to gulp to add

pleasuring

In the name of love, bitter poison is sweet

Endure my beloved, the world was created for lovers

The world exists because there is love

(Chapter II, pp. 16-17, the situation when Qays in longing peaked settles into Layla's house, kissing the rose house with tears streaming down her cheeks. He chanted this verse, no matter if Layla heard it or if it was swallowed by the walls of the house)