A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
ORDERS OVER FRIENDSHIP

Several operations of repression, armed conflict, and rebellion became his career imprint while joining the command unit of the most feared elite forces in the country for obliterating the enemy in silence.

"Recipiently bang?" greet his fellow soldiers who were running early in the morning, when other fellow soldiers had just woken up from sleep, he had just returned home from duty.

"Yes, first." There is no big smile, it is too irritable to talk and that smile is Al Fath. Expensive toothpaste yes bang, ups! This attitude adds a sinister effect in Al-Fath, when in fact he is a warm man as warm as a bonfire.

He again stepped foot wrapped in delta shoes towards the ranks of the official house and flats that if visible are almost the same, because the green color is like a lontong wrap.

His steps continued, passing through the magnificent mosque between the army complex, then turned left through the field that is usually used by sports or just spend the time of the soldiers with his family. The family? By the way there will be no one to welcome him in the house other than lizards and ants who again party in sugar jars while the owner of the house again duty.

The air this morning was quite cool, just counting the days he was in this city of flowers to become a training instructor for cadets of special forces candidates, he said, he will then be transferred to the special forces headquarters in the capital.

Then next he will do the furniture for the neighbors, because it is not possible to move the task until carrying pots, plastic jars and stoves. What would happen if the handsome and scary soldiers who usually carry long guns suddenly carry basins.

The man turned the handle of the key and went inside the mes. The usual house is neat but cold without the touch of a woman.

At the age of more than 30 years, not Al Fath do not want to have a companion. But almost all of his time devoted to his profession. Indeed, for a badge and rank a person requires sacrifice and struggle that is no less great. The first thing he did was enter the bathroom, as well as wash the uniform and t-shirt and in an that has been attached 2 days on his body and then then tell umi.

There is a small object that tickles the heart on the small wooden table of the room, as a marker if it is cold and fierce he is still Al Fath is a family man, he said, the table that is almost finished being a termite meal does belong to the previous occupants. His smile was engraved looking at a photo frame measuring maybe 15×20 cm, where his family photo was plastered side by side with a necklace sign of his membership as a soldier.

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"Tokay! Geck! Geck!"

"Fath!"

He put the spoon after eating, and turned his head towards the door.

"Yes, one minute!"

"Surprise!!!!" comrades one detachment came to visit without giving news to bring along offerings for the GP moto event.

"Gp ndan, Gp!" anggara said exclaiming, his junior with a rank below Al Fath is always intilin seniornya if nongki-nongki.

"Trans-trans uyy.." without asking permission or permission they enter as good as udel.

"I'm holding Bagnaia!" Taufik open the sound.

"Sok open-ended, babble no?" Dude even has mastered the sofa butut that became the throne of Al Fath and move the tv channel with Andre, Al Fath is not strange with the irreverence of these friends. Their politeness may have been ruined by being carried away by a Tiger tank made by Pin dad.

"Ndan, where is this?" asked Anggara menguhkeh raised the frisk that emits the aroma of cheese martabak, unfortunately he was not as brave as the seniors were for less aj ar, he still loves life.

"In your face." circus Al-Fath, and then he gave a half smile, to all the inhabitants of the unity here, to all the inhabitants, this is the warm smile of a lieutenant colonel Al Fath who is known by the nickname Garuda eye because of his ability.

"Bettle in the back, take it!" Anggara did not wait for more time, he immediately shot towards the kitchen.

"Fath, sit-down! Think of it as mes bokap lu!" said Dude.

"Eh nerve, this is the mes Fath. kite his aj less aj ar!" sahut Andre laughed.

Al Fath doesn't talk much, if it doesn't matter it's just going to listen.

"Fath, when does the warrant go down?" tanya Taufik opened the lid of the soda bottle they bought from the minimarket in front of the headquarters while lifting one leg up on the rich sofa in the fried stall. Udah butut also trampled by their dirty feet, the more screaming the sofa asked to be returned to meubel.

"Lusa," he replied, sipping the same drink.

"An jirrr, a member of the dark duda gang, or euy! The personnel are less two," said Taufik sewot.

"Kamvret, dark widower. Lu alone," hiss Andre did not accept.

"Two?" Al Fath furrowed his brows.

"Gua moved too Fath, warrant down tomorrow. Being sent back to the village was also finally," said Andre.

"Oh sip!" reply brief.

"Toss!" invite Andre, Al Fath's hand welcomes the air back to Andre's hand.

"Ye, his name is also a duty. If the subordinate mah manut ae !" answer Dude sage half mendumel, want him to be transferred together so that the rich boyband inseparable, gig to and fro together, bok3r was together.

That night was a farewell night for them, a duty above all else. Even on top of a friendship.

Andre had already left for Jakarta, while he was still cleaning up what he had to bring and he left.

"Yes!" shouted Anggara along with two other juniors running over.

"Female, it's a share! Just arrange it," said Al Fath tidying up his suitcase, not wanting to take a headache. Already like the fall of durian with its trees, Anggara and two friends look happy. Clearly, for those who are just soldiers with minimal salaries, items like this are like treasures in the cave of the aladdin, open sesame.

Al Fath took the stove and the gas canister out, making Anggara who was picking things like mothers in the market kingpin frowned.

"And, not wrong?" ask her.

"That, would you like to be transferred too?" point at.

"You think I'm lacking this kind of carry-on work, this I want to give to miss Narti.Wife Lettu Iskandar, all this time he's been helping me a lot." He came out of the green hut and visited his neighbor.

"Excuse me, ma!"

A middle-aged woman from Central Java came out with her youngest child in a sling.

"Eh, there's om Fath, monggo sir come in!"

"Mom, I'm sorry I'm here. This, as a sign of farewell from me. Sorry if during here I often troublesome," he said in a soft tone.

"Well, would you like to transfer lieutenant sir?" he lowered his son, while Al Fath put the stove a furnace complete with gas cylinders that still contained it.

"Sir, I don't feel bothered. Thanks a lot om!" the answer.

Al Fath had to stop his farewell, hearing a noise from his newsroom where now Dude and Taufik came along and chose his warehouse laundry.

"Well! Nu urang ieu mah!" Taufik. They even scramble pots and pans, as well as thermos. (have me this mah!)

"The three of you are already rich mother-and-mom," said Al Fath separating Taufik, Dude and Anggara while the two Anggara colleagues are just a paid audience without daring to join the fight for goods with their seniors.

"Lumayan nih Fath, the croak pot in the leaking mes!" taufik replied that he wanted to take it from the Dude.

"Lu mah this is all!" said Dude handed over the cutlery.

"Moung ah! Eta mah can meuli in gasibu! Cheap!" the reply did not want to lose, while Anggara gave up and preferred to laugh at his senior who was scrambling, rarely could they see entertainment in mes bean ijo like this, then this drama is so funny to those who are stiff.

"Then jambak, jambak!" anggara's mouth can be likened to the stove he had given to Miss Narti.

"The quasps use daggers too!"

"Urang first or De,"

"You two, push up 10 sets!" the sound was like the bang of a cannonball, they instantly fell silent.

"Yes, Fath, still taken seriously! Time just because the pot has to be legal?!" reply Dude not accept.

Anggara had even flicked the yel-yel encouragement and closed his mouth so as not to be sprayed and punished.

"The two of you aren't ashamed of fighting just because of the pot in front of junior? Q. Who are you two?" now that the firm remark directly led to the junior colleague Anggara, they jerked and immediately the perfect attitude with puffed up the chest.

"Ready man, Prada Bian's name!" the reply was firm, signifying to the gentleman of a soldier.

"Ready Let, name Pratu Jaya!"

"Ck, it's not task time! There is no need to be formal," tepis Taufik took it lightly. Until finally....

"Hiji!"

"Two..."

Anggara was really powerless to hold his laughter, his jaw was aching because it held the explosion of amused feelings, he really did not dare to make a sound if he still wanted his head intact, he said, he could only hold his stomach seeing his two seniors were now pushing up in the room just because of the pot. Do not think because they are friends and can then discourage the orders of superiors, Al Fath is indeed rentedannn it, they should remember it.

"Because of you, Fath!" nagging Dude.

"You want more caves?" al Fath asked, "consider a gift for the parting of the cave De," he said.

"Hasaeum!" taufik Drugging.

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Note :

*Manut: nggut, massage.

*Open sesame: mantra opening cave.

*Rang: me, me, cave.

*bung: don't want to.

*Haseum: ashem

*Hiji: One