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Chapters 12. Adrenaline Test For Hasna.
Nightfall.
It's almost midnight. Now Hasna has been mixed in the wild racecourse with the other night rangers.
"Na, ten more minutes ready!" adjie said, now he is as Hasna's coach
"ready Jie." Reply Hasna.
"Nana, are you really sure you want to do this?" tanya Lintang to Hasna in a worried tone.
"Mc ... I'm sure Lin," Hasna replied with confidence.
"Yes, be careful Na" said Lintang back.
"We are always there for Lo Na and will continue to accompany you here" continued Devano.
"Ok guys, thak you! oh yes you just stay in the car, yes, fear that there will suddenly be a Police, so it's easy for you to run away." Hasna said to her friends. He did not want to take the worst risk, the effects of the wild races he participated in. Both of his best friends prioritize staying safe.
"Yes Na, but remember you also have to be careful!" said Lintang, looking at his face bleak because he was worried about Hasna.
"God willing. Lin, Dev!" Hasna said excitedly.
Ten minutes later, the wild track arena was getting noisy with a rumbling sound of tens maybe up to hundreds of motorcycles with various brands and modifications. Even though the race is only 250 cc special.
"Yes, ready to go in position!" afjie's Instructions on Hasna.
"Okay Jie, sip!" hasna.
The race was started with each round only five motors, because the track arena is narrow and has a branching road. While the participants of the wild race exceed the quota, because many want to participate in the race, so the match is arranged in such a way. And the main winner will be contested again the next day to get the main champion.
Hasna in the third round and after he struggled with handlebar, gas, brake and clutch. Finally he became the winner of the round, until the next day Hasna had to fight again against other winners.
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In another city, in the city of S. A quarter-century middle man was engrossed in the Qur'an with his sweet voice, in the Mosque in a fairly sturdy and fairly magnificent boarding school, before he performed the Tahajud Salat on one third of the night. Yes, that's Afnan Al-Jaris, a young businessman with the title Ustaz, even though he is a businessman and business-man, a young businessman, but he still took part in teaching at the pesantren owned by his Abi as a guidance teacher, until the students call him Ustaz. Afnan is the youngest son of the owner of the boarding school.
"Wa'alaikumussalam," Afnan answered the greetings of the santri and continued his recitation of the Qur'an, until he finished it, then continued the Salat Tahajud.
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Tonight Adrenalin Hasna was really tested. It was a night of adrenaline testing for Hasna and it was that meaningful inner satisfaction she now felt, but his heart was filled as he passed through the tents in front of the parlour that had now become the rubble, minimal lighting and far from decent. Only in the bright light of the candlelight and street lighting that drift towards their tents. Hasna recalled the conversation she and her father had yesterday afternoon.
Hasna's daydream while remembering a conversation with her Papa yesterday.
"So how's Pah?" hasna asked her father, after the father had been silent for a long time. It seemed he was fondling the request of the Princess.
"For Papa anyway, it's up to Nana how good, after all Nana is big and can already make her own decisions. The house has become the property of Nana and as much as Nana would like Nana whatever, it is up to Nana, papa can only support as long as it is for good," said Afdal full of haru. How not at the age of Hasna who is said to be very young, but his social spirit is high. He's not selfish. Although Hasna was a wealthy teenager, she did not make him a greedy child, she was a generous and humble child.
"Well, Pah, thank you very much! Papa is the best. Nana thinks papa agrees!" said Hasna,
"o yes, please Pah, Nana asks for help for Papa to involve lawyers and notaries, maybe later there will be a procedure that Nana does not understand to transfer them to Nana's house," pinta Hasna is back in Afdal.
"Dear, I'll help you, Papa is proud of you, son! then for that problem there is no need to worry, Papa must help. But you better tell your Mama too, baby! about this plan" Afdal continued.
"It must be Pah" Hasna said.
“OK!”
"Yes, Nana's coming home, thank you for everything." Hasna went home.
"Yes, dear! be careful with the bike" said Afdal
“Insya Allah.”
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Seriate.