A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
SAY HAY ON RED LIPS

The motor stops in front of a minimarket, not many visitors there maybe because it is almost magrib.

Al Fath and Fara entered, "choose the one that Fara's deck says is indeed a need to buy," Fara nodded, if she had previously held her own money, despite the abuse but her hard-earned results, so now he must be able to be smart to manage expenses and husband's safe to be enough and not minus.

"You hold this card. This is our meal money, set-up.." Al Fath handed him a flat card pure of his salary as a soldier.

"Keep brother?"

"Later transfer the brother to the other brother's card just in case, afraid that the brother is far away," he replied.

One big crackle of kitchen needs is already in hand, not to wait any longer they dart towards the greenhouse, where their love will be nurtured and flourish rich guava trees are given 'ee rabbit, you know, lush though a little smelly.

The day had passed by the magrib when they arrived, so understandably all the residents there had entered their respective cages. Fara stared at a dark and empty house among the lights of the neighboring porch, if he had come here just to pass, now he would have stayed in it.

The yard is still empty leaping there is only sickles and grass scissors in the corner of the lawn this grassy lawn makes the atmosphere of the house look like a rich po cong nest.

"It's so empty, it's so rich that you have a home!" said Fara.

Al Fath said, "let the same flower grow, let it bloom!" godanya.

"Ntar Fara fill with bang kee flowers, frangipani flowers, let the rich nyeremin have!" the answer.

"Nyeremin but it caught everyone's attention!" reply Al Fath turned the handle of the key and opened the door.

"Oh, what a bitch!"

"Come on deck, it's dark scared shit at gondol people!" Fara complied and entered carrying a grocery crackle.

"There is Fara digondol bang Fath!"

His eyes circled around the front room, where there were many wedding gifts stored arbitrarily, whether from friends, relatives, or relatives.

"Again the card tomorrow, Fara's tired!"

"As far as the deck of Fara is concerned, anyways it is the work of women" he replied.

"Tomorrow again for a bang. Fara's tired ah, want to take a shower!" his body feels sore and almost separated between the bones and the flesh is suitable to be used as a nugget, all day standing with a big smile like a photo ktp is his toughest struggle.

"Yes, the water is still fully filled in the bucket. You can use it to take a shower, or you want some water first?" tanya Al Fath put Fara's bag in the room.

"No need, use cold water. Sultry!"

Fara walked exploring his new home, until he reached the kitchen, he kept a crackle in his hand on the table, then saw one by one the goods there, kalee aja find treasure, and then saw one by one, his hands stretched open the closet and refrigerator, while the owner of the house was busy in the room, did not know if the kitchen was being ruffled by a beautiful thief, but, Al Fath may be cleaning up the room or may be preparing a wedding bed.

Bridal bed? Gleukkk, now feeling awkward, embarrassed, and fear lodged in his brain. Should he scream now, in these nights, when the people were solemn in prayer he instead screamed like a fire was going on, that there was one of these army complexes stirred, and he was being crushed by the masses.

Fara decided to return and followed Al Fath into the room, seeing him changing the bed sheet.

"Eh, what's the big brother? Let Fara go!"

"Do not, this is easy. You're used to it yourself, you want to take a shower, right? Your bag is still there," point Al Fath at the corner of the room.

"Yes,"

This is why my heart! He repeatedly clucked and bit his lower lip, imagining the yes with the lieutenant colonel judes. Will they do it tonight? Anyjayyyyyyy! Heart's screaming.

Fara brushed off her dirty thoughts and rushed to take a shower before the day got late, her stomach was also filled.

Let alone Fara, Al Fath who incidentally a man of faith, faced one room alone with the opposite sex makes his heartbeat irregular, he said, there was something from within him that was moved awake let alone hear the sound of water and the smell of soap that was pouring out to break his malevolent soul. Fara is halal for him, but it is undeniable that he is a stranger who just came in his life almost 2 months ago.

"Dragon!"

"Fara forgot to bring dal3 man!" his cry complained, his face was red with embarrassment, he could have been careless by forgetting to bring the cover of an important asset to his nita was so nervous.

"This is if the brain is a fictor!" mumbled.

"Sir," he called knocking on the bathroom door, his amshong when Al Fath wanted to push the door Fara opened it too, and he said, when the door opened so wide it showed a female figure in a blue towel in a wet state and wearing nothing but a towel sepa ha.

"Let'soo!"

"Abang!"

Al Fath was confused and again pulled the door to close, until he unknowingly dropped the item he was holding just now, both panicked and nervous.

"Sorry deck, not intentionally,"

"Yahhh, this brother dal3 man Fara is wet!"

"Again, what about the deck?"

Fara menthesah, he should not have told any more than he was already halal seen by Al Fath in a naked state though, "don't let Fara come out anyway," Fara took his breath, he said, the door opened slowly presenting a beautiful view of pampering the eyes, Al Fath was really hot just by looking at Fara who handcuffed the side of her man to bang.

There was nothing they were doing now other than eating the effects of fatigue, both of them decided to cook the eggs and corned beef, fortunately the rice was still intact in magic com. Both Al Fath and Fara, both are not much picky food, that makes them now smile because of the character equation.

Although a little awkward Fara began to creep up on the bed and sit there.

"Tomorrow we buy a new phone for you," said Al Fath entered the room.

"No need to be expensive bang, 8 million is enough!" laughter jokes.

"May you will" replied Al Fath defiantly, while Fara's crisp laughter changed to gawking.

"Eh, berga-engga joking bang," he shook his head, lest Al Fath assume that she is a matre woman.

"You have become a brother's wife, whatever your needs and desires must be fulfilled, as long as it is still in its reasonable stage."

If the phone is expensive he calls natural, then what is unnatural tuh? Did you ask to buy Monas and his ob-ob?

Though the shame of Al Fath emboldened her to grab Fara's hand, who somehow she was so pretty tonight, with her bare hair, might still be wet... And his t-shirt that covers half even the entirety of shorts that he wears as a nightwear and a face without makeup that actually looks adorable and beautiful natural, rich bird of paradise.

Back the heat came out from within him, even more reaching the crown.

"Now there will always be people waiting for your brother at home when you go home, prepare warm food, and water to take a bath" he said staring into Fara's ball eyes.

"Now there will be Fara who always waits for her brother to come home, so keep safety out there when again on duty." reply Fara no less in staring at Al Fath.

Al Fath smiled, gradually but surely he turned his face towards Fara, as the creaking of the old wooden bed belonging to Al Fath.

Realizing what Al Fath was up to, Fara held him back, "why branch?"

"You want to say hay with your red lips." It's just that between the shahdnya atmosphere there is a disturbing sound that makes Fara and Al Fath laugh.

"Rinelinak..."

"Brakkk!"

"Ha-ha-ha!"

"Abang! Pan tat Fara is sick!"

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