Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
149. A slander

"WHAT?! POISONING?!" Bu Hajah Dijah suddenly shouted loudly, because he was so surprised to get the news. To the extent that the phone in his hand was released until it fell.

"Who's been poisoned, Ma?"

The voice of the wife is enough to look at the hearing senses of Mr. Haji Samsul, let alone he saw his cellphone until it fell.

"Fahmi, Pa, she's poisoned .. We have to get to the hospital!" he answered while shouting hysterically.

"Astaghfirullahlazim!" Mr. Haji Samsul was shocked. Gegas, he picked up his wife's cell phone, then pulled Bu Hajah Dijah's hand to go with him from there. "Cock can, Fahmi poisoned? Who would poison him, Ma?"

The two got into the car together. Mr. Haji Samsul also immediately pulled his car gas while calling the police, asking about Fahmi being taken to which hospital.

"Nobody knows, Pa." Bu Hajah Dijah shook his head. The look on his face looked so anxious, his heart was racing too.

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A few minutes later, they both arrived at a hospital close to the police station.

The two immediately ran hurriedly to the ER action room, because the police had previously informed him that Fahmi had been put in there.

"How .... how is my son ...?" ask Pak Haji Samsul with the severed heat.

He and his wife had just stopped their steps when they reached the front of the ER room. Two men dressed as police stood there.

"How could Fahmi be poisoned, sir? Did you intentionally poison him?" tanya Bu Hajah was sacked with tears and tears that fell down his cheeks.

Really, his heart was like sliced—heard that shocking news.

"Mother and Father sit down first, let me tell you the chronology. Brother Fahmi is also being treated by a doctor" said one of the police officers who has a thick mustache.

He embraced Haji Samsul's shoulder, intent on taking him to sit down while trying to calm him down. But the man brusquely brushed him aside, then sat down by himself and was followed by his wife.

"So, sir, it's been two days that Brother Fahmi and other prisoners have been fighting a lot. Even ... yesterday he was just mugged by all the prisoners there. But fortunately ...." The policeman stared briefly to the right side, at his friend who was already sitting side by side with him. "Luckily we both had time to pet it all, so Brother Fahmi survived."

"Yes Allah .. how could they all, ganged Fahmi," said Bu Hajah Sejah who was still crying, even though the hand of the Husband was stroking his shoulders.

"Why didn't you tell me from yesterday? Why did you say it only now after Fahmi was poisoned? It must be them who poisoned Fahmi, right?" cecar Pak Haji Samsul with loud and emotional chest.

He and his wife are both struck by grief, but Pak Haji Samsul who is more dominant emotions here.

"Sir is calm first. I have not finished talking" said the Police Officer with a gentle hand rubbing the left shoulder of Mr. Haji Samsul. "At the time of the attack yesterday, Brother Fahmi was not injured, sir. We helped him in time. So we think .. the family does not need to know. In fact, cases like this have often occurred in the field. Continue if—"

"Certainly the reason Fahmi poisoned what? Who poisoned him?!" shouted Pak Haji Samsul angry and looks impatient. Though the Police Officer just wanted a story, but it was cut by him.

"If the obvious reason I do not know, because it can only be known from the examining doctor. But Brother Fahmi was poisoned after he had breakfast this morning, sir," said the police officer, who appeared to be patient.

"What breakfast? Surely the breakfast is not hygienic, or indeed there is something ...." The sentence made by Mr. Haji Samsul was not finished, but his speech was immediately stopped when a glasses male doctor opened the door of the ER room and came out of it.

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"How's my son doing, Doc?" tanya Bu Hajah Sejah quickly while standing up.

The doctor stepped closer to the four people who had just stood up, then gazed towards Bu Hajah Sejah. "Pak Fahmi's food poisoning, ma'am. The porridge he consumed was mixed with an arsenic poison, it was a very deadly poison" he explained.

"Kok can, continue how Fahmi's condition, Doc? He's fine, right? He can still be helped, right?" tanya Bu Hajah Seized with a trembling voice. For the umpteenth time his tears fell back down his cheeks.

"Critical conditions. We need to continue to monitor his situation, and I hope from the family ... to join in praying for him" replied the Doctor.

"Try explaining! Why does the porridge that Fahmi eats contain poison!" mr. Haji Samsul shouted furiously, staring intently at one of the police officers he had even clutched his neck.

"I don't know, sir." The police officer shook his head.

"How can you not know while you give my son food! I know that!" hardiknya while glaring.

"That's right, sir," said a colleague of Mr. Police who tried to help his friend, he pulled the hand of Mr. Haji Samsul. For fear that the man will try to do strangulation. "But everyone ate porridge this morning, not just the inmates there. And the porridge is the same porridge as the brother Fahmi consumed. So we don't know the cause of the porridge is the poison and who the perpetrators are trying to poison it" he explained.

"Yes, investigate!" shouted Pak Haji Samsul yelling. "T*lol is really, really, so police!"

"We'll investigate, sir, you take it easy."

"Quiet, calm down, how can I calm down while my son's life is now at stake, huh?" wrathful. Pak Haji Samsul's chest was very rumbling, his emotions were really at the highest peak. "Well, if I lose Fahmi .. I make sure your office will be removed, and all the prisoners there are poisoned as well!" threatening, which seems powerful.

The two policemen chose to remain silent while nodding their heads. Because if it is responded to free, the man is in the stage of emotional overdose.

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Elsewhere

Mr. RT immediately contacted his acquaintance veterinarian, to immediately check the condition of some sacrificial animals there.

And the results of the examination of a female doctor were—they were all declared to be poisoned from drinking water consumed.

Unfortunately, some of the animals were not saved. Although almost all of them have been injected by antibiotics and prevent toxins.

"Can I, my frangipani get poisoned? How is this Mr RT? You have to take responsibility!" One of the people who sacrificed goats certainly felt unacceptable, the animal victim died horribly. And due to stress, he could only blame Mr. RT. Because he is taking the responsibility.

"Yes, how is this, Paaak ...?!" A Mother who was carrying her child screamed while crying hysterically, her savings so far that she tried desperately to be able to sacrifice a cow—kini seems futile. His heart was broken deeply.

"Sir RT has to take responsibility, Paaak! I don't want my sheep to die! This is my only cattle sheep that is special for me to sacrifice!!" shouted a Father who was struggling with his cry hugging the sheep, his sacrificial animal.

It was not just three people there who cornered Mr. RT, finding him responsible. But almost all of the victims, the animals were poisoned.

"I'm concerned, with everything that's happening. But honestly I do not know anything here," explained Mr. RT honestly. And just like the others, he was also hurt, because the cow victim was one of the victims who died.

Though he remembered once, when he and three men guarding the sacrificial animal was about to perform the holiday prayer—all sacrificial animals look fine.

"Can't you know? You're the one who takes care of them all!" press the other gentlemen, while pointing at Mr. RT's face with hatred.

"But it's weird, you know, gentlemen, mothers. How come only the camels are still alive?" One of the Fathers said so, while staring at some camels there. For some reason, there was a suspicion that came from Abi Hamdan. Remembering—one of them knows, if the man stayed up all night to keep the sacrificial animal.

"Yes too, huh?" Mothers of the pastor followed and stared at some of the camels that looked pious. Everyone stood in silence. "Don't this have anything to do with Ustad Hamdan? Or maybe he was ... The person who deliberately poisoned the wonder of the other sacrifice? So that only his family's sacrificial animals could be sacrificed?" he added that threw a slander.

His words coincided with the arrival of the person he accused. It was Abi Hamdan, but he came with Joe.

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