A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
ONE WAY OF MIND

"Deck-"

Fara's body was looking at hearing the sound.

His eyes looked straight at the pair of delta-shoeed legs in front of him, quite dirty with the red soil sticking thick there, Fara shook her head slowly.

He looked up, his eyes became shaded looking at the man in a striped outfit plus a rosy red beret that made him even more dashing and a large backpack on his back, which he saw, he grimaced and sobbed like a lost child in the midst of the riots, this is the last look Al Fath when he was about to leave a week ago, maybe he also forgot the face of Al Fath, is Al Fath as handsome as this?

"Kangen, this is so God!" lirih. Fara confirmed, a woman will be difficult to forget the man who has given her the satisfaction of inner birth, compared to someone who likes to make promises and sweet words. If it is said clearly Fara and Al Fath are experiencing a new phase of kasmaran people.

Al Fath frowned, crouching in front of Fara. Maybe Fara hasn't had breakfast so her eyesight and brain are sliding, she thought.

"You miss your brother and gozer-goser on the street like this?" kekeh Al Fath, the more he persimmon with his wife. He was just as missed as Fara, there was a heart that flowered when he saw Fara just coming out of the shooting range, suddenly missed it yelling at the owner of the heart.

"Mom" Mardian approached the two.

"My mother called me and didn't say anything. I'd like to say wait, bang Al Fath called."

"Well?!" Fara arranged her whim.

"So this is a real person?" point Fara to Al Fath's face. Mardian and Al Fath are no longer laughing.

"Well, it's not rich on tv-tv that's just a shadow doang?" Fara leaned in her face and smelled Al Fath, like a bomb-tracking bunch.

"Eh yes yes smelly brother," but a second later Fara frowned, "cock smell of this earth, brother has not been buried right?! Fara doesn't want to be a widow!!!"

"About!" Al Fath pinched the arm of Fara, his wife.

"Aww," heck.

"hurt right? I'm still alive!"

"Abanglane!" Fara immediately hugged and pulled the neck of Al Fath who was as solid as a foundation pole as if he did not want to take it off, making the man carried away because of the attacking movement without warning, they almost rolled on the shoulder of the road if Al Fath did not reflexively hold back, maybe people will see a pair of newlyweds hugging rolling on the shoulder of the road, rich do not have a mattress, yes indeed!

"Sir," great-grandson of Al Fath.

"Mardian you go back to romance, uh. Thank you for taking care of my wife" Al Fath's tongue so follow-up slipped.

"Ready bang!" Mardian paid his respects and left giggling, "so I want to too!"

Fara took off her arms, looking at Al Fath's face afraid that something was lacking, "wasn't my brother shot?"

Al Fath shook his head, "no. It's Dilar, after all just his legs and it's been dealt with" replied Al Fath.

"Dec, go home yuk! Abang homesick, his embrace continued at home," kekehnya, it turns out that between the two Fara is more expressive and courageous, while the prestige of Al Fath is much wider than the wilds of borneo, he smiled broadly this time feeling a kamvrett's illness like this, grinning himself as Fara blatantly missed him.

Fara's eyes immediately squinted as Al Fath helped her get up, "home miss, Fara?! No more hugs! My brother slept outside! It's delicious to make Fara half crazy gini, want to be hugged! Hug there mon yet in the forest! Don't go home, why go home?! Fara wants to find a new husband who is more attentive, not bang toyib!" Fara hit Al Fath's chest once hard and then walked quickly away from Al Fath as he neeroscos like a hail of bullets last night.

"Okay, it turns out this is how angry women are," thought Al Fath laughing furiously, he walked after Fara.

"Sir," he called, just hugged now and told not to go home, adorable!

"Do not call dak-dek-dek-dak-dek! Not to be disgusted, disgusted!" he said, Fara's mouth still hasn't stopped raining Al Fath with ranting. Instead of being together often they are even more often separated, marriage relationships that have not even 10 days, only 1 day they spend together, the rest they are far apart in space and distance.

"Yes sorry brother deck," instead of sad or afraid Al Fath even crybaby, why it feels so cool! Seeing Fara who was raging because it was far from him.

It turns out that the age of mature adults does not reduce the attitude of the two who are like abg.

"Sir, jajanin cendol deh! Yuk!" wheedled.

"No! Mostly eating flatulence Fara's stomach," his steps followed Al Fath, "try his stomach brother," seduced Al Fath, Fara turned his head cynically full of flashes, then he was grieving. The two passed by several people including mothers who were fighting over vegetables.

"Mom Fara!"

"Om Fath, just got home?!" Al Fath nodded, "yes ma'am."

"Oh, Miss Fara there is a kelonin now if you are lazy yes ma'am, not cold again rich yesterday-yesterday," kelakar bu Dibyo, Fara likes a smile less like him.

Fara immediately hugged Al Fath's arm, "oh yes dong! So rarely bought! Let no one else sign me, just say brother, later from a distance of 2 blocks brother shoot jidatnya!" hiss Fara was upset.

"Excuse me mothers, Fara's soul mate wants to go through yes, kasian abis home war!" pamit Farah.

Al Fath's eyebrows are linked to each other, "why?"

"Don't like it, Miss Dibyo! He's really smearing his mouth know no, brother just don't know Fara dizolimin!" gerutu Fara, both of them had reached the front of the house, Fara opened the fence and took the house keys out of his training pocket.

"How is dizolimin?" his eyebrows are still in a linked position.

"Udah ah, Fara males is talking about it! Later I'll see how Fara works rodi!" the answer was to open the door of the house.

Al Fath put his big backpack on the carpet leaning on the chair. A week he left, his house remains well maintained, clean and fragrant, in the yard there even filled with ornamental plants and living kitchens that are in plastic polybags.

"Want to eat, or take a shower?" Fara was still standing beside him.

The slanted smile was clearly printed on Al Fath's lips, to be honest his inner needs were much more banged up inside there, first feeling it instantly made him opium and ringing, but what the power of the motherland called out to her name, the task of the state is much more important.

"Abang wants to eat you," he got up and immediately grabbed Fara, the next destination was the room.

"Eh! Brother what the fuck, it's still morning!" shouted Fara.

"Never cry, people wake up, go home, disturb!"

Both complete the longing that lodged in the chest. 2 to 3 times the release of Al Fath taste enough to treat longing for a week. Starting from his accident and curiosity towards Fara, he finally found a figure that deserves to be a life partner according to his criteria in Fara, Fara, starting from a need now grows a sense that complements the marriage relationship of Al Fath and Fara, a sense of longing, do not like some things that try to tease, worry, want to protect, and love, love each other, and responsibility.

"You've cooked?" Al Fath sat down and shifted his body to pick up boxers and shirts.

"Newly cook rice, Fara was just want angelin food semalem for breakfast, where Fara tau brother came home this morning," Fara still set his breath, he k.o under the blanket there, he was, his body became more and more sweaty.

"Yes, my brother is an angel."

"Eh, don't. Let Fara go!" he immediately woke up and looked around for the twin mountain cover horse glasses that Al Fath threw at random.

...----------------...

Pity the coffee, the right again the angles are left without certainty, so the cold hunt.

Fara put a plate filled with side dishes overnight that he had heated on the table, seeing Al Fath had put his hot rice on the plate to make Fara's heart warm, finally his presence was desired by someone.

"Abang, Fara's going to the office." Fara comes to sit, both have not bathed and prefer to eat first, 3 rounds is quite draining a pair of humans today.

"Office?" his eyebrows were raised next to his but his hands were feeding the rice into his mouth.

Fara nodded, "want to meet Dandenma with Aslog, the infantry colonel?" Fara closed her eyes trying to remember.

"Colonel Masruf?" Fara nodded, Al Fath's brows furrowing.

"You what?"

"Fara is believed to be in charge of the event for next week,"

"What way? How impromptu?" Al Fath was inexhaustible with the man who gave orders to Fara, his wife told him everything from the beginning of the meeting until finally he was asked to meet with the logistics staff and the commander of the headquarters detachment.

Al Fath smiled slanted full of mirth in his heart, after sending him to the born n3o at inappropriate times, now his wife who asked Fara to keep busy, he said, for some reason Al Fath's instincts say the general's family is like making himself and Fara take the payback for his refusal, he feels this order is interfered with by personal grudges, the disappointment of the general's family who felt his pride fell due to Al Fath's refusal to become his house's ghost.

Al Fath washed his hands and sat down in front of Fara.

"Dek Fara is ready?" ask Al Fath, with a fixed time is not an easy thing to carry out such a big event.

Fara smiled snorting, "the branch will know who Fara is, bang!" Al Fath commented with a smile, "prove that my brother's wife is as tough and smart as that, if Fara's deck is able to devour whatever they give even if their word is not fair enough," Fara returned Al Fath's smile, both of them are not bo doh people who do not understand there is a hidden purpose and purpose behind this order, nothing really coincidental. This is what makes Al Fath even more admiring Fara as well as Fara, they are one thought. Without Fara having to complain like a child who is rigged, Al Fath has understood if he is being cheated.

"This is what makes Fara do not like the law and government bang, already like the law of the jungle. Who has money and office, can do arbitrarily." Clearly with a bright eye.

"Not all decks," Al Fath looked as if begging Fara to get rid of negative thoughts.

"Fara rich cadets yes pake diospek all," said Fara change the topic of eyes talk both, he had even shifted his eyes.

"Taruna who are tough will easily become officers, officers who are tough able to become leaders who are not easily swayed even though the storm hit!" reply Al Fath.

"Ready Ndan!"

"Just use that laptop, you rarely use it!"

"If you need help, brother, Pratu Mardian, Serda Pratiwi, and Andre are ready to help, there is also a detachment that you can ask for help," Al Fath sipped the coffee earlier.

"Still remember, the kopassus is in strength 1:30 ?" as for Al Fath, Fara chuckled, "fara is not using a bang weapon, use her abilities and brain!"

"Any calm thing. Not all percit sycophants!" replied Fara snatching the towel.

"Fara first took a shower, yeah,"

"Yes" replied Al Fath.

.

.

.

.