A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
DIFFERENT BRAIN PATHWAYS

Al Fath walks with Fara, with different directions.

"Bang, Fara come in first. In the middle of the room there was already the head ma'am," he said steadily, Al Fath nodded, then Fara grabbed the back of Al Fath's hand and kissed him, Fara's smile warmed his heart as well as melos.

"Don't know you're the right guy, deck. It takes a tough woman to accompany a man like a brother," he added in his heart.

Just now the door was closed, where Fara entered into it someone called out to Al Fath with his cry.

"Bang Fath!" a late-semester business management student with a year of age under Fara.

Al Fath turned his head, stelan his face back into flat mode.

"Bang Fath just got home from work huh, must be tired! How to do it, his wife does not pay attention! Flora bring snacks bang, this is delicious, a snack that Flora often buy," the girl thrust a plastic bag brand famous donut.

"Thank you, but I rarely eat sweet. I've also eaten my wife's cooking so I'm still full, sorry!" subtly reject it, his lips are no longer manyun, his face water murky.

What kind of girl can cook?!

"Oh do not like sweet, if that later Flora bring side dishes to eat!"

"No need, I already have a wife so there will always be ready food for me, if I excuse myself to work," replied Al Fath coldly, without intending to wait for an answer from Flora, if so, Al Fath left him.

"Bang Fath, uh!" he chills, call it he does not know shame, does not know himself, if it is kepalang like ya how?! Difficult to forget, rather than forget even more inget.

"Ihhh, bang Fath really cuek! Flora's less what the hell, than that fuckin' chick!" the age may be different by a year, but the nature is like different 10 years with Fara. He dropped the plastic bag donut just like that, no matter what money his parents had just spent.

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Fara just nodded in acceptance of this belief, "bu Al Fath, how can it be? On the recommendation of the chairman of the union of the soldiers' wives of Headquarters, the mother as the person in charge of friendly events with the surrounding community?"

Can Fara say the word is not ready now? It seemed that it would only make his image and Al Fath bad in the eyes of unity, Fara turned his eyes to the mother chairman who was all honorable beside him, or maybe this was his goal. Fara's used to being cheated on.

He sighed and pulled his lips up curled, "ready sir!"

Just an event like a car free day'an event in the village what is the difficulty. He is accustomed to working on projects with limited funds, mepet time and perfunctory conditions for a bite of rice, whatever he has done so that tomorrow can fill the stomach with food. Fara is a peach who has a different background from other persits.

Fara came out of the room after receiving the mandate and all operational costs as well as the necessary tools that he asked for in the aslog.

He saw the girl again, including Flora who saw Fara with a look of dislike.

Fara knew there was something different from Flora to her, she was not an innocent innocent woman who did not know the movements, human expressions.

Aware of the sharp gaze that disarmed the copet hape, Fara finally opened her voice as well.

"Don't you have a problem with me?" he remembered the face of this girl, he who used to stare flirtatiously so cute at Al Fath, he guessed if this girl was the victim of his gamon Al Fath, thank you 'nyak who often mantengin soap opera house spiced pelakor sampe sometimes throw tv use pillow so as to get swept in the story, mother-emak if baper nyeremin! Because it was also finally Fara could know the characteristics of women models tenacious keket. There is a benefit to also airing soap operas that according to some of the unfortunate mothers, at least Fara knows how to boil an actor girl. There is no word to cry because love is captured in the life of Fara, according to Fara lebay only if a woman can only cry terdzolimi other women, he said, as long as they still both eat rice abstinence for him to retreat or give up even on the general's son.

"Great pede!" decihnya, he thunts do not like to look at Fara, like looking at something unclean, want Fara prying the annoying eyes with a trumpet, but the image of his wife must he take good care of.

If Fara's husband is not an ijo nut, it's fara sackin nih chick!

"Why do you think your eyes are flickering or else you have a julid's disease?" shoot Fara, Flora flinches with Fara's words.

"You!" point at.

"I'm not dirt, so look don't have to be rich in disgust. Or is it a way to go to all the rich?"

"Do not so yes you because you can marry the same bang Fath! Then her Fath bang is just a flickering again because she wants to marry you!" the snaps passed leaving Fara, just reflexively frowning Fara did not understand his words, asked where he answered what, "uh people why the hell!" kekeh Fara exited the building.

"Very soon! After this you'll have money," he murmured.

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"Gga about, make a gini event said to make children's crafts sd time yes!" dumelnya grumbled, even though he had intended to corrupt funds, but let alone corruption just for candy snacks a stingy naudzubillah.

"Fara I swear her grave is narrow, mother!" obviously he was angry, aslog and Dandenma had given him freedom as he pleased, offering humane operational costs but easily the chairman mother even said no need to bother, he said, because the union wife has a reserve of cash, which turns out when Fara received it far from expectations. Now all Fara wants to do is strangle people and chew on them!

Fara sat in the hallway of the mosque through which he headed his way home, trying to think, even if he was in the mosque he could get inspiration and guidance, the idea of a fresh water flowing fast.

Sure enough! God never sleeps, there is always a way for people who want to try.

Fara immediately reached into her phone from her pocket and called 'nyak to ask for Ayu's mpok contact.

"Hallo, mpok!" Fara exclaimed as the call from Ayu's mpok was lifted, Fara expressed her intention to ask Ayu to become an aerobics instructor at the Sunday event.

The next step he contacted Rio, asking for help from his friend to take part in designing the event including online invitations spread through social media. For the business of market day he will give word of mouth to the mothers of unity, if the business of selling sweets for the sake of getting money is definitely the mothers of the universe. And for the rest of the decoration he can rely on his ability, for security and SOP event Fara can ask for help Al Fath and colleagues, the rest of the budget he will use to doorprize even dimeh, though dimeh, people will still come, gini day who does not like to spout free stuff.

Fara came home, the first thing he did was take care of the house and all the needs of Al Fath first.

"God! This is a big brother abis nembakin people what abis ngelonin to bo rolling in the mud anyway?!" there was no washing machine in this house, and Fara had to wash some uniforms on Al Fath that were as heavy as the sins of the invaders.

"For a long time Fara's waist can separate from the body if every day wash it like this! Where to make the nails broken again," his scolding, he brought the bucket of laundry out with the rest of the energy.

"Hoff!" he was sweating, "so, training to lift weights!" her laugh.

"Ikhlas Fara sincerely, God will replace the same reward many times, how not sincere this dirt that costs my life!" the monologue is cool talk yourself rich new crazy, slice!!! At age 23 he has gone mad, because he is not strong to face the rigors of life.

Gebett!

His hands flicked Al Fath's clothes to reveal his clothes, and he dried them and clamped them.

"By!" from the side of the house Fani called him.

"Yes mom?"

"Cieee! Om Fath has come home, oh.iya how are you??" bu Fani put the folds of her hand on the wall between her yard and Fara's yard, waiting for the good news from Fara who had just returned to meet Dandema and Aslog also bu ketu.

"Gede, make a spit!" chortled.

Ms. Fani frowned, "masa?"

"Yes, edyann could just be. Fara could have just soared, ma'am,"

Bu Fani increasingly frowned, what until all the officials gave operational money

"Well, nice and not stingy! When is my part, what can I do for you?" ask Bu Fani.

"Yes don't dong ma'am, I already have om Regan," replied Fara.

"Kok mas Regan," his brows were interlocked, it seemed like their lines of chatter did not meet. Fara joined her eyebrows.

Waita..wait....

"Bu Fani what exactly is it?" ask Fara. What because keblinger continues to purify make Fara's brain more hank.

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