"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
"Barnes, Beno, let me and Amrin leave here! I have no problem with you two, I will give you whatever you ask for. Money, gold, stocks? I'll give it all to you two, you just let us go," lamented Mrs. Paula. "No! You guys should come with us and face Mr. Ibra, don't try to seduce us with money. We both already know, you don't have any at all, madam! Hurry up!" snapped Barnes. "Beno, Barnes, please! Let us leave here," Amrin pleaded. "I said, walk quickly! Don't let me commit heinous acts against you two," Beno snapped. Amrin and her mother, immediately knelt down and begged Beno and Barnes, to let them go. Neither Beno nor Barnes, there is no more pity for Paula and Amrin's mistress. They both already knew the nature and character of Paula and Amrin's mistress, who had betrayed Ibra's master."You are both traitors, you deserve the punishment you deserve," Barnes threatened. Feeling that his persuasion did not make Barnes and Beno feel sorry, inevitably Mrs. Paula and Amrin follo
"Grace, let your kid cure master Hasim's disease." Mr. Badri said as he pulled Mrs. Grace's body. "What nonsense are you, Badri? How could Brandon cure Hasim? In what way, huh?" snapped Mrs. Grace. "What Badri said, it's true, Grace! Brandon did not intend to hurt his own father, but would treat his father's illness. Don't get me wrong, Brandon is no longer the young man you used to know, Brandon has changed one hundred percent," defended Mr. Ibra. Both Mrs. Grace and Aldo, still couldn't believe what Mr. Badri and Mr. Ibra said. Kelly and Majid took a few steps forward, Kelly wanted to show concrete evidence to Mrs. Grace."Mother, if you still doubt Brandon's ability, maybe this can make you believe. Mother must have come to Ibra's master's house, and saw Majid lying on the bed paralyzed. Look, now that Majid has recovered as before, it's all thanks to Brandon. It was Brandon who cured Majid of his paralysis." Kelly said, holding Majid's hand in front of Mrs. Grace. Not only wa
"Get out of the way, kid! Don't prevent you from killing this ungodly son!" snapped Mr. Hasim. Seeing Brandon at gunpoint in such a way, made everyone feel even more anxious and tense. They all did not expect that Mr. Hasim would point a gun at Brandon. Seeing Mr. Hasim pointing the gun at him, Brandon pulled Kelly's body behind him. "Let, Kelly! I deserve punishment from father, I have indeed sinned against father. I'm sincere if my father takes my life right now," Brandon said with a bright smile. "No, Brandon! You have no sin against father, you are a good boy," Kelly retorted. "What? Good boy? What kind of good son insulted his own father. I once promised in my heart, when I get well, I will kill your life, Brandon! And now that my chance has come, you will accept all your deeds against me," threatened Mr. Hasim.Mr. Ibra, who was standing next to Brandon, tried to appease Mr. Hasim. "Master Hasim, calm your heart! You've just recovered from your illness, Brandon is not the