"What are you waiting for? Let's attack me!" challenged Mr. Drake. Mrs. Grace ignored Mr. Drake's challenge, she instead took out a mobile phone from her trouser pocket. Aldo, who was beside Grace, was astonished, then Aldo asked, "Grace, what are you doing? You still take the time to take calls, at times like this." Mrs. Grace motioned to Mr. Drake, to give time to receive the call. "Bastard! You want to play tricks on me, old lady?" snapped Mr. Drake. "Wait a minute, I received a call first. Aldo, you first fight with Mr. Drake. I will catch up, after receiving this call," pleaded Mrs. Grace. "Damn! You think we're playing around, Grace?" grumbled Aldo. "Be patient! I'm just for a while!" said Mrs. Grace, clicking the answer button. Mr. Drake is even more furious, seeing the actions of Mrs. Grace, who seems to be playing tricks on him."Hello, Ibra! What's the matter you called me?" "Hello, Grace! Have you heard from your husband? I came with Kelly to your house, we intend
"Shut up! I'm not afraid of anyone, you don't just talk, old lady!" snapped Mr. Drake. "You're not afraid of the big master either?" asked Mrs. Grace, deliberately angering Mr. Drake. Mr. Drake was instantly silent, when Mrs. Grace mentioned the name of the great master. "Apparently you know a lot, old lady! Where did you know about the great master, the old lady?" asked Mr. Drake, starting to soften. "Hihihi, apparently you were daunted to hear the name of the great master, Mr. Drake!" joked Mrs. Grace with a chuckle. "Shut up! You don't try to underestimate my strength, old lady! Now tell me, what do you want from me? You intend to take me to find the treasure map?" "Why not? Aren't you interested in that treasure, Mr. Drake? I'm not sure if you're not interested at all. If we manage to get the treasure, maybe we can share," replied Mrs. Grace."You're pretty clever in persuading me, old lady! I will help search for the treasure with you, but if you trick me again, I won't giv
"Master, who exactly put things inside this secret room? Why don't you know there is evidence?" asked Kelly. "Before I married Paula, all the belongings of Majid's mother, I was the one who put them. I didn't have time to see the contents of the tape, I didn't pay attention to it at all. I was really careless, I had neglected Majid all this time. I should have known it from the beginning," explained Mr. Ibra, sitting on the edge of Majid's bed. Seeing his father's sadness, Majid sat beside Ibra's master and said, "Never mind, father! Don't blame yourself dad, all has passed. Now we just need to find the whereabouts of the two of them, and take responsibility for the crimes of my stepmother. I also found out that during this time Amrin helped change the medicine I was taking. I tried to vomit out Amrin's medicine, but he kept forcing me to swallow it.""Outrageous! Amrin also helped your stepmother, so that you remain paralyzed forever. Luckily Miss Kelly told me about the drug, at f
"Then don't call me master either! I also don't deserve to be called by the appendage of master, call my name directly." Brandon glared at Mr. Badri, replying, "You don't equate me with you, Mr. Badri! After all, you are my teacher, you are the one who taught me. The concept is not like that, Mr. Badri! I prefer to call you sir, it's thanks to you that I own this horse farm," Brandon retorted. "What's wrong with you two? Why don't you suddenly like being called master? In that case, I don't want to be called a master like you," Mr. Jordi chimed in. Brandon and Mr. Badri turned to Mr. Jordi at the same time, and Brandon returned Mr. Jordi's words. "Gosh! Why do everyone join in not wanting to be called master? You two are used to being called master, while I feel very uncomfortable. Don't compare me to you two, I'm nothing. I'm not an important person, I'm not a nobleman, I'm just an ordinary young man." "Ay ay ay, don't confuse me! What should I call you guys? If Mr. Badri deserv
Brandon just smiled at Mr. Ibra, showing him the book. Looking at the book Brandon showed him, Mr. Ibra was amazed and wrinkled his forehead. "The Bible? Are you studying the Bible, Brandon?" asked Mr. Ibra. Brandon hadn't had time to answer Mr. Ibra's question, Mr. Jordi interrupted, "Brandon is studying religion, Mr. Ibra! Brandon is also interested in the teachings of Islam, but he hasn't had time to study them." "Is it true what Mr. Jordi said, Brandon? Are you also going to study Islam?" asked Mr. Ibra, turning to Brandon again. Again, Brandon did not have time to answer Mr. Ibra's question, because Mr. Badri also spoke up and answered Mr. Ibra's question. "It's true, master Ibra! Brandon had started to follow our movements, while we were praying.Brandon understood the attitude of standing in prayer, which I myself did not yet know. The standing posture is perfect, made as an easel in starting the fight. I have never seen a fighter, who uses horses from a standing stance
"Fucker cat, almost hit you!" cursed Aldo, grunting irritably. "Your eyes, Aldo! You often don't pay attention to the road while driving," grumbled Mrs. Grace. "Yes! When I'm alone, I'm more focused on the streets," Aldo replied evasively. "Don't look for excuses, if you yourself are even less focused. Surely your mind wanders into space," mocked Mrs. Grace. "Yes! It's up to you to say what, I'm always wrong," Aldo lamented. At the same time, Mr. Drake calls Barton, who is suspected to be looking for Mr. Hasim's whereabouts. When the call was connected, Barton, who recognized the number calling him, immediately greeted, "Hello, Drake! What's the matter you called me?" "Hahaha, you are so sensitive now, Barton! I just want to make sure," Mr. Drake retorted. "Make sure what you mean, Drake? Don't beat around the bush with me, just say what you want to say!" snapped Barton."Okay! I just heard from Grace, you came to her house and looked for Hasim's master. I was accused of kidn
"Brandon, follow all my words! Shake my hand tightly, everyone in this room is a witness," Mr. Ibra said. "Okay! I'll follow everything you say, master Ibra! And all of you who are here, bear witness to my Islam. From this moment on, I will convert." Brandon retorted, shaking hands with Ibra's master. Everyone around Brandon, felt his heart pounding. They patiently waited for the testimony of Brandon, who wanted to recite the two-sentence creed. "I testify that there is no God but God. And I testify that the Prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah," Mr. Ibra said clearly. Brandon followed Mr. Ibra's words, "I testify that there is no God but God. And I testify, Prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah." Mr. Ibra stared one by one, who was in the living room asking, "How are you guys? Legit?" In unison, everyone answered him affirmatively,Legal!" Everyone in the room gave thanks to God. Kelly rushed to Brandon and hugged him tightly. "My brother, you have become a Muslim
When Brandon was outside the villa, he immediately whistled very loudly. His riding horse neighed violently, and galloped towards Brandon's direction. Seeing Brandon calling his horse, Ibra's master also called Obin. Obin rushed to Ibra's master, asking, "What's wrong, sir!" "Obin, get the horses out of the stable!"Obin ran directly towards the stable, and took the horses out of the stable. Neither Mr. Badri, Mr. Jordi nor Damien, knew what to do. They intend to go with Brandon, who will head to where Barnes finds Paula's mistress. "Diego, quickly follow Brandon! And show him the location of Barnes!" pleaded Mr. Ibra. "Brandon, I'm in!" exclaimed Kelly, who called his horse as well. "Miss, what are you doing? You just stay at home, wait until we come back," said Mr. Ibra. "No, master Ibra! I'm going to save my dad, I don't want to lose him," Kelly retorted."Gosh! You're so stubborn apparently, miss! Alright, but you have to stay hidden in a safe place. Let Brandon and all m