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Faith can not understand why people have a culture of life in a hurry? Especially when that culture of haste makes the culprit break the rules, like this time. He could only sigh, watching the passengers.

Many times flight attendants remind them, from the take off, during the air, then before landing. Passengers are prohibited from removing seat belts before the seat belt sign lights are turned off, but in fact they-other passengers, busy unloading luggage even before the plane is perfectly parked.

Holy hooch!

Even in the front there are already busy standing, holding-wiggling babies who are in the cradle when the plane is still moving like this. Faith then thinks imagining that he has a child, will he do it? Breaking the rules to make a child calm and not fussy? Although it... dangerous?

Look, there's a reason the rules are made. So the rules to keep using seat belts or start the phone before getting off the plane and entering the airport room will be made for certain reasons. Forget what some people say about "rules made to be broken".

Perhaps they have never seen a documentary or the Discovery Channel about flight safety. Maybe they have not seen or heard stories about the plane that suddenly experienced an incident such as a turn or almost out of control and fortunately, the passengers survived, besides indeed the fate of God, he said, they also wear seat belts. Like some time ago when there were two planes criss-crossing the runway because of communication, you can imagine how if the intersection was louder, he said, shake the entire plane and make the passengers who feel over PD a.k.a do not use seat belts because they feel the plane is already on the ground just not yet parked perfectly... minimum of the plane floor?! They do not know how the safety of the passengers should be maintained by all of us, at the very least, obeying the rules that have been made.

Not to mention, a warning about the ban on turning on the phone before entering the arrival room. Faith again could only sigh, then simply saturate, they may have never watched a video of how the frequency of the signal could disrupt the communication traffic in the ATC-Air Traffic Control tower. Maybe they do not understand that flight safety is something that requires responsibility from all parties.

Faith for the rest of his life has never understood the culture of haste like many people like this. He recalls some of his parents' advice, especially regarding patience.

"Man Shabara zhafira, whoever is patient will be lucky" his father said when he was a child.

So Faith believes, regardless of God's destiny, he seeks to be patient so that luck is always bestowed. So he tries to be patient and then avoid the habit of being in a hurry, hurry, or fast-paced.

Faith begins to grow into a man who always takes into account every step of his life. He mapped out every plan from A to Z, he had agenda reserves in his head. Faith also wakes up always early, travels on time, and keeps away from many of the unethical behaviors she might engage in if she experiences panic and one of the keys is: to: try not to panic, which means do not rush, because usually the culture of panic is owned by people who are accustomed to hurry.

Faith almost quarreled with her friend when they talked about how much more people who passed the law like her. After all, they felt fine even if they broke a rule or two. Iman.hating fools like them. Instead of being grateful because God has not made them deal with the law, they boast of their dignity. At least, if they are stupid then they do not show it, at least just-though maybe just feel embarrassed or feel guilty. Not even more intense, challenging the will of God and then invite others to join the ignorant by saying that "I am the lucky person, the luckiest in the world!

Holy hooch!

Faith wants to swear an oath but she is afraid of sin. He then just shook his head, lazy to continue their debate because it is useless if you have to fight with jahiliyah people. It is like writing on the sand of the beach. Once the writing was swept by the waves. Hopefully they can realize before they are exposed to problems such as. his life is battered because it violates the rules, or pakem who are in the community.

Faith murmuring. If it is true that some of the rules are not so important or critical, why are they not removed? If it is important, in fact, it does not have harsh sanctions. So people just say, "nothing, all this time is fine," they said.

So what does that mean..The rules are not so important? If you can replace it with other rules, for example..why let the community instead...get used to being rule violators? If the regulation is replaced with another, then it may be more adhered to by the community. Whatever it is, it is not the duty of Faith. It's just society, it's an object that must obey the rules, not the regulators, right?

Faith looked to the side. A passenger walked quickly, narrowing in the queue of other passengers, heading in the direction of the toilet. He was one of the passengers who broke the rules. Shouldn't you use the restroom before the plane is perfectly parked? Okay, that's a biological call. But...if it was so desperate, what man, maybe he held it since the plane was still flying? Why didn't he go to the bathroom earlier?

Iman seeks khusnudzhon-positive thinking, perhaps the passenger has a chronic urinary disorder. He sighed again, looking at the faces of the passengers who lined up neatly waiting for the plane door to open, no less sour. like a man who moved quickly to the toilet again, again, Iman tried to remain solemn, said in his heart.Maybe other passengers also experienced chronic urinary disorders.

Faith began to move, removing the seatbelt as the cabin grew quieter. Inside were a few passengers who started to step forward. Understand that only the front door is used to go down. The man's arm stretched out lowered the bag he had placed in the cabin baggage and then stepped out. He only gave an instant response to the flight attendant, not that he meant to be unfriendly but.he was just being polite considering when the flight time was, there was a flight attendant who several times stole a glance at him. Iman did not want ge-er anyway, but he was just wary if he was too friendly then considered pe-ha-pe or even flirtatious. The mood today is not good.

He climbed the garbarata, traversing several sites up to some distance... Faith fell into a daze when she found people wearing all-black clothes blocking her.

"You Faith?"

The man blinked, gawking.

"You are the Father of Faith?" repeat the interlocutor.

Faith is back. Those people are really looking for him.

"You are right, Father of Faith?" ask for the third time.

"Paul? Right, I am Faith-Sulayman," he replied doubtfully. Faith does not doubt the authenticity of his name. He doubted their meaning.

"Mother can come with us? There's someone who wants to see you" he asked politely.

Faith frowned, remembering the sins he committed. As he recalls in the near future, he doesn't do-have any criminal record. Even since he entered adulthood, his most delinquent only swore in the heart when he found an annoying interlocutor.

Iman has not even once given false advice to his clients when asking for financial advice. During his career as a financial consultant, he has even saved clients from the threat of mass bankruptcy. Then..why is a man dressed in black looking for him? What are the police? Or mafia?

Holy hooch!

Just as he was riding in an electric-boogie car, a vehicle between airport terminals, Iman turned on his phone and contacted his assistant.

"Well! As far as you know...in our company, there are consultants who offer MLM or suggest investment bodong?" her question was soft, whispering while glancing. Faith escorted two men in that boogie car. Three other boogie cars in the back were transporting the same horde, considering their clothes were similar.

Across the phone, his assistant just gave me the answer "Ha?" briefly, then the Imam hurriedly closed the connection as the man beside him cleared his throat.

Imam recalled a few months ago there was a financial consulting company that was closed forcibly because they did not have an official permit and some of the consultants were suspected of offering bodong investments.

Abaghfirullaahhim! Amit-Amit!

Iman scratched his nape while remembering who among his employees dared to stab from behind. If he finds his employees doing misappropriation, beware! Never forgive! He will cooperate in imprisoning that person! Not when he and his friends built the company first, they all had noble intentions, helping clients who came. If even trapped fake investment that means they kill clients and knowledge from their lecturers and professors at the university.

Holy hooch! Naudzubilla.

"We've arrived, sir" said the man next to him just as their vehicle arrived in front of an executive lounge.

Faith is like a prisoner. He followed them, standing in the middle among the men in black who made neat rows, directing him to enter a room. He stopped for a while and then looked at the room. The Executive Lounge is quiet, out of nowhere to the other passengers. Faith regained her senses when the bodyguards behind her opened their voices.

"Please, Sir. You are asked to go there. Please pass by here, sir," he pointed to the corner of the room.

Faith goes back. He finds a middle-aged, male waiting for him while sipping a cup of coffee. "Please" said the man after putting the cup. He gave Faith a request to sit in front of him.

Faith approached and pulled the chair at her request. The bodyguards stayed away, giving them time to start talking.

"You Faith? Miss Rinai's older brother?"

Iman blinked right when he heard his sister's name called. His body began to tremble. He just remembered that from the morning he had trouble contacting his sister. She had thought that maybe because it was Saturday morning, her sister was "activating" or at least doing something with her husband. He tries to think positively even though Rinai rarely ignores the phone. At least he tried to send a message if the phone from his brother did not have time to pick up. However, from dawn earlier to lunchtime, there has been no sign of anything telling her sister that she is doing well.

He did not know or even just dared to speculate that something, a commotion was happening in Rinai's apartment.

"Include me Handoko, Mr Ibrahim Busro's personal assistant," he said quickly. He reached out his hand and was welcomed by faith. They shake in a hurry.

Faith is confused. Why did Ibrahim Busro send his assistant? "What happened to Rinai?"

The man cleared his throat. "Your sister is fine."

Faith breathed. At least he didn't bring bad news.

"He's fine now. Miss Rinai was in her apartment with Mr. Daus" he said coldly.

Faith cringing. Why should he use the word "right now?" Yesterday or tomorrow, what will his sister be exposed to? His mind riled, his feelings began to err.

"Mr Busro would like to invite you to cooperate."

"Huh? I mean..me, what?" the Imam did not understand.

"You're a financial consultant, right? You were invited to work with Mr. Ibrahim," he explained.

Priest cringing. "But this way, not to refuse, but all this time my clients are individuals, small entrepreneurs, industry players umkm...."

"You've worked as a public accountant before, haven't you? You were.. with your team, even once a trusted auditor of several SOEs," it was fast.

Faith smiled for a while, then rubbed her face. He has many reasons why he chose to get away from the hustle and bustle of the capital, move to another city, although not a small city, but he... have dozens of ways plus arguments to get away from his job first. Should he follow Ibrahim's request? Working together for what?

"You can work together with Mr. Ibrahim at once."

Huh uh?!

"Why?" the reflex of the Priest gawking. "Sir.. that is, my sister... Why?"

The old man pulled out his cell phone. Then lighted. "Here, maybe you haven't seen, please check."

Faith took the phone quickly and then played the footage on the screen. It cringes. Looks like a man....

Holy hooch!

That's... The daus? His sister-in-law! He watched the video then blinked when he found his sister gathered, hugging his new husband who was screaming... Rayeya.

What's the matter? Is there a problem between them? Oh my God! His half-brother's marriage hasn't even been a month. Why... they even went viral because of this video problem?

Faith read some comments there. Some netizens argue that maybe Daus still loves his ex. Faith condemns his brother's stupidity and choice. Faith did not approve of his brother's decision to marry David. The woman had even recently broken up with her ex-boyfriend, suddenly taking someone else to his ex's wedding. He soon announced that he would marry the man.

For Christ's sake... Faith does not approve of Rinai's choice. Other than maybe... Rinai is married for revenge to her ex-boyfriend, to those who scoff at Rinai's stupidity for being a slave to love once, she, more dignified than his ex.

God knows that the crazy rich have a reason to be called crazy. Lookie! Even in such a fast time, his sister's marriage was in trouble, right?!

"You can work with Mr. Ibrahim, then you can help your sister's marriage."

Faith stared straight, reading the meaning the man was hiding.

Handoko sighed, then sipped her coffee. He watched the young man's expression. "So how? Are you interested in working with us?"