Suddenly Halal
Chapter 3 Day of Fight

At twelve midnight, the dawn raid was carried out by Yusfan Bahar's stronghold. They raised a news about one of the mayor candidates initialed UAK.

It said UAK officers brought a woman to a hotel room before the election day. The news was not a news headline posted at the very front of the newspaper that morning. However, it is quite influential on the electability of Usman Ali Kemal. The electability of the young man instantly dropped drastically but still took the lead.

Some supporters there are starting to doubt but there are also some who are still quite solid.

They believed the man's press conference was early in the morning that Laura Eveline was his wife.

"Damn! Why is that guy so easy to get sympathy even though he has been made into talk!" Yusfan Bahar stared intently at Bima Satria who could only grimace.

"Propay Sir. Let's see when the vote will be counted. That's where we can see, the extent of the power of prayer that man believes in."

"We definitely won sir" continued the man trying to give a sense of calm and motivation to the mayor's candidate.

That morning, Usman Ali Kemal was preparing to leave for the polling station. But before, all members of his family must perform prayer duha congregation first. After that, they left the house.

"Usman, where's your wife, son?" asked Fatimah, the mother with her gaze. The man was shocked. Because he was too busy dealing with the election, he forgot that he was married and had a wife.

"Why do you know?" The man looked at his mother with discomfort. Suddenly he felt guilty for not telling his mother that he was actually married.

"I'm sorry mom. I'm sorry" he said, prostrating himself in front of his mother. He kissed his mother's hand repeatedly begging for mercy.

"Mom heard the news from Fardan. Rest assured that everything that happens is never out of God's will and permission. While dry leaves that fall from the tree alone will not happen without His permission."

Usman Ali Kemal lowered his face. He knows that. But if you remember the girl, it feels like she is not out of thought with the decision of God that one on her.

"And whatever the background, that woman is your wife, son. You have to take responsibility for her."

"Ah yes, ma'am." Usman did not know what to answer, after being widowed long enough for betrayal, he was not thinking about getting married. And what happened now was, he suddenly married someone who turned out to be an insider from the stronghold of his political opponents. His heart was so sick, he seemed to be betrayed a second time.

"We're leaving now, ma'am." The man did not want to talk about his marriage. Today is the determinant of his efforts over the past few years. He needs to focus first here.

Fatima agreed, she did not want to disturb the feelings of her son who will face a fight soon. They set out together to say bismillah.

"Although you are the wife of Usman Ali Kemal, but your voice and all your members are for Yusfan Bahar. You understand, don't you?" bima Satria whispered to Laura Eveline shortly before entering the voting area.

Laura Eveline smiled then replied firmly. " Of course Bim. I am a solid type of person. Not easily swayed. It's just that I really don't like the way you set up Usman Ali Kemal. That's so unfair and cheating."

"Hahaha, this is our job Laura. And I hope that after this, Usman will divorce you! Because you are mine!" Bima Satria grinned and then immediately left from before the woman.

Laura Eveline clenched her hands on both sides of her body. He's very upset at the moment. Suppose he could choose, he would choose to quit this sickening job. Want him to become an ordinary citizen who does not participate in political affairs and such.

When he finished, he came out with a long step towards his motorbike, but a news hunter confronted him on the way. Apparently since that incident, his life is no longer as safe as it used to be. He is often followed by unknown people.

"Why doesn't Laura's mother accompany her husband at times like this?" ask the man with his cock face.

"We're different places to vote so we're definitely separated for a while."

"Couldn't you? Is there an A5 form if you want to move to vote, ma'am?"

"I'm sorry, I'm on an important note so I can't serve your question. Sorry." Laura immediately propelled her bike quickly to leave the place. If possible he wants to run away from the name Usman Ali Kemal.

"Heh, who am I? neither is sought. Want to go to the same place? what would I dream of if that happened?" Laura Eveline chuckles.

Really, he wasn't expecting this wedding. He is very aware of who he really is. He does not deserve to be with an honorable person like Usman Ali Kemal, the mayor candidate.

At this time he only needs to learn to worship because he has status as a Muslim.

A belief that he had long desired, unfortunately only delivered at the time of being squeezed. Most Holy is Allah who guides whom He wills.

That afternoon, he went back to his rented house to rest. The job's done. And today is the determination of whether or not the candidate who carried it will qualify as mayor.

After cooking instant noodles mixed with beaten eggs, he ate while watching a fairly tense sound counting show on every television broadcast. There are many claims from some quick count or quick count institutions on television. And he doesn't care. He just wanted to do some refreshing on his heart.

A holy book of the Qur'an he opened and he read through his Latin writings. Until he heard from the television, the winning team of Mayor and representative of Usman Ali Kemal declared victory over his opponent Yusfan Bahar.

He also stopped his learning.

The girl looked at the television screen and looked at the face of the face of a man who had justified it.

"Thank you everyone. This victory is the victory of all of us."

"It is time for me to leave this city" he murmured softly as he closed the scriptures he had learned. He knew his life would not be safe again when he found out that he was one of the members of the opposing team who deliberately gave him a very dirty trap like this.

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