"Love Story" BELLE FILLE
CHAPTER-IX. Air Assault

Almost ten o'clock in the morning I just woke up from my sleep. "Ah, how tired I am today" I said in my heart. After my time with Hellen last night, I was really tired, especially when I was with him fighting romance that somehow we did make my whole body become very tired.

After resting to sleep, my whole body was no longer boned! Seemed weak and very limp, my muscles and veins felt so helpless. I tried to get out of bed and go to the bathroom.

After cleaning my entire body, I began to feel very fresh even though the air had been very hot here. "Ahh..., I want to lay my body down again," I thought. Then I walked back to my bed to rest. While breaking my body and imagined the scene last night when I was with Hellen. "Truly I got a love fantasy from this bule girl," my fantasy, but only for a moment did I daydream suddenly.

Duaaaaarrrr...Mmmmmm....Iidaaarrrr.............!! I was surprised by an explosion whose voice was not far from the camp where I was staying. The earth is shaking like an earthquake. The sound of fighter aircraft continued to float above the air camp. Bummmm!! Ummmmmmm!! The sound of an explosion as the plane dropped tens of kilos of mortar from the air. I'll be downstairs soon under my bed.

"hey what's going on" I said, a loud noise outside the tent, instructions to get down. Tiaarraaaappp.........!!!

Tiaarraaaappp.......!!! Screaming someone from outside the tent, it seemed that the war was happening again, but today it seemed to start through an air strike.

Several times the fighter jets passed above the air and soon followed by the sound of an explosion.

Aaaaaaaaaarrrrr..!! Ummmmmmm!!

Oh, the atmosphere is very gripping, I murmured

plus the vibration of the earth when the bombs were dropped from the air.

Maybe because the attack was so close to the camp that it felt like an earthquake, when the bombs were dropped from the air by the warplanes, I thought back.

Just like the birds hovering in the air the planes are looking for target prey to rain with air bombs.

The sound of gunfire was not great, it sounded so crowded from their weapons.

"Maybe they hit him with shots" I thought.

I felt like I was in the middle of a battle.

very gripping, my heart was pounding irregularly.

Afraid that suddenly the plane dropped the wrong bomb and hit the camp where I am currently.

"ahhh, that's scary" I said.

I kept chanting prayers in my heart

do not forget also lafaz dzikir uninterruptedly out of my lips.

Iidaaarrrrrr........!! Ummmmmmm!!

Dar..dar......

Darr...

The sound of explosions and gunshots rang out loud and very close.

his voice was like the tires of a broken car.

The sound of bullets and explosions continued to occur.

so very creepy, not to mention the earth that shakes like an earthquake makes life seem to have been at the tip of the horn.

"Allahu Akbar...! Allahu Akbar!!" I call the Asmah of God at the end of my lips.

from morning until noon, the battle began again.

After a few days of war.

At first glance, the voices of the soldiers gave each other command.

It seems like this battle arena is indeed really close to where I am at the moment.

"O Lord, save us" I said.

"until when do I have to stay down like this?" I asked in my heart.

while the sound of explosions and weapons still sounded like an irregular melody.

mm-hhhhhggg........Ooomm!!

The sound of the fighter plane again passed right above the camp.

And soon followed by the sound of explosions.

Iidaaarrr.......!!

I.......!!!

that's next.

I've never felt the atmosphere so gripping like this.

I don't know how long this battle has been going on, but the signs of the war will stop aren't there yet.

"Ahhhhh, I'm worried about myself" I whispered as I closed my eyes.

The atmosphere was dark, the dust was flying.

It flashed in my eyes my son and my wife, making the mood of my heart not care, either,

"how is this...! O Allah help me......!"

My cry in my heart.

Slowly but surely, the gunshots stopped.

The warplanes are no longer heard.

A moment later the atmosphere was quiet and calm.

There was a sound outside the voices of camp residents

Yes, the battle may have stopped" I thought.

"sir Rudi, you're okay" the man asked in front of the tent.

The voice came from Burhan.

Mr. Burhan is the head of the volunteer group here.

"i'm fine sir" I said.

As I got up from the floor.

I tried to get out of the tent to see the atmosphere outside.

It turns out that outside the entire team members are busy with each other no matter what they are going to do.

I tried to get close to Mr. Burhan to ask him about the events that just happened

"how is the current condition sir?" my many.

"the condition is safe".

"there was a very close battle from our camp, about a kilometer from here" replied Mr. Burhan.

"alright, thanks for the info sir," I replied as I passed.

Black smoke still billows into the air accompanied by dust is still flying to make the atmosphere a little dark.

Not long after I noticed the sudden atmosphere of my phone ringing.

Kriyoungg....

Kriyoungg.......

I saw Hellen calling me.

I picked it up immediately.

"Hello...!" he said from across the phone, "yes, hello" I replied, "I heard there was just a battle going on near you?" Ask Hellen to me.

"Right, it's really stressful" I said, "then how are you doing?" He said, "I'm fine, God is still looking after me" I said.

"Well, I'm happy to hear it" Hellen said, "i'm worried about you, but I'm already tired," he said, "ok later we'll connect again, I have a lot of work today," he said.

"thank you, finish your job and I'll finish my job" I said, ending the conversation and hanging up.

It turned out that the girl asked me how I was doing, she heard the news that near my camp tent there had been a battle.

He was really worried about me.

After I told him I was okay, he was a little relieved and ended his call.

I rushed into the tent, to put on my clothes and prepare my journalists' tools.

I will go to the meeting center earlier to find out the latest atmosphere there while interviewing influential people there.

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Once at the battle center, unfortunately I was not allowed to cover up to the inside by officers in light brown striped uniforms with blue beret hats that read UN.

They are the world's security forces tasked with keeping the peace here.

I can only take pictures and photos of the scene from a distance.

Unfortunately I didn't get any information from the air raid this time.

An hour later I saw a group of journalists in a special tent near the guard post.

"There may be important information there!" my spoken.

I also ran to join the international media crew.

It turns out there will be a press release by government officials via Al Zajerah tv.

we also waited in front of the guard post to watch from a glass screen about reports from government officials.

Shortly thereafter, the official appeared in front of the screen of Al Zajerah tv.

We listened carefully to the speech of the man until it was finished.

I also immediately recorded all his words through the glass screen.

It turned out that the Afghan air force and army were attacking the headquarters of the enemy.

They claimed to have destroyed the enemy's weapon center through air strikes reinforced with artillery and other army forces.

After getting the information I rushed back to camp to compile the news.

I immediately sent an e-mail to Mr. Ferry as Pimred mediaku along with pictures of the scene as evidence of journalism.

As the news is updated today with the situation and conditions of air strikes by government forces.

Not to forget I also sent news of my condition when the battle occurred, because this event took place not far from the center of the Indonesian embassy camp.

I also wrote down a picture of the tense atmosphere when the battle occurred.

After I sent the news by e-mail, I also tried to rest again.

In addition to my body that was still weak and tired, the shadow gripping the atmosphere that just happened earlier was difficult for me to forget.

During my time in Afghanistan, this was the first time there was an air raid.

Fighting in the city of Herat is still going on and its intensity is still the highest in Afghanistan.