A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
OUR PROMISE

The noise of passing vehicles greets each other with a rapid heartbeat, "the branch is going again? When, how long?" a series of urgent and upset questions were pointed at Fara on Al Fath.

"Let's talk, not on the street. Time to talk while screaming," replied Al Fath, Fara's embrace tightened in the stomach of Al Fath, he put his body on the back of his army husband.

Al Fath put his bike into the bassement for parking, thought to have found an empty place, they stopped. Perhaps among the visitors of this mall building they belong to the class of visitors cuek, while others come with the best appearance, both even compatible with green jackets with the logo of the state army, and sandal-flip footwear.

"Well what do you want?" Al Fath embraces his woman from the side.

"Action! Or a thriller," Fara was confused.

"What about thriller?" al Fath's proposal sparked the idea, apparently this is their other equation,

"Byeah," nods Fara. 2 tickets are in hand but time still leaves an hour left.

"Find a meal first deh bang, there is a long time to the problem," whine Fara, because it turns out the stomach and intestines have been thrashing while bawling in there, fortunately not throwing each other stomach acid.

Al Fath looked around him, "where is it?" point it at a fast food outlet that is still on the same floor, only blocked a few outlets.

"Where is the bang, the important thing is to be full!" fara answered, Al Fath held Fara's hand that was about to sink into her jacket.

For the next two different human posture is standing in front of the cashier choosing what food would be the second dinner menu.

"Night, what do you want to order?"

"Which one do you want?" ask Fara.

"Dek Fara himself?" ask Al Fath back.

"Fara's a packet of chicken rice but level 5, same fire wings." Al Fath turned to look at Fara with his eyebrows raised, "sure?" women's tastes are sometimes different from men's.

"Yeah dong!" steady Fara.

"Just like you, but have a brother level 1," he does not want to risk mules later after coming home from here, it is not funny if his lips jontor just because of chicken.

"Haha!" ejek Fara's.

"Ohhh, you're arrogant! Watch out later if at home you go back and forth to the toilet! Brother doesn't take responsibility." Al Fath sharpened his eyes on Fara.

"Relax bang, Fara's stomach is immune! Studied in limbad!" his answer successfully made the cashier fold his lips inward.

Not getting rich is not eating! Fara's Slogan.

They took the number of the queue and chose a table a little near the door to see the front door of the cinema across them.

The visitors of this fast food outlet are not too many, maybe can be counted with fingers, yes.

Repeatedly Al Fath wiped Fara's sweat with tissue, "nah right weapon eat sir," drink glass Fara was almost empty even though just a few bites Fara ate his fire wings.

Al Fath pushed his glass in front of Fara, "it's good! You wanna try?" Al Fath sangsi eating spiced chicken wings on Fara's hands, looks less convincing for the health of his stomach. He shook his head, "your face is already red so, don't get later not so watch. I bought the ticket" Al Fath finished his meal 5 minutes ago.

"Betch off!" reply lightly, Fara's lips until reddened because of the food.

"Udah deck, it's already.that your lips are red that way," hold Al Fath, Fara looks like Zahra's sister, this is if you've eaten outside, often uncontrollably according to his nav.

"There's still a bang, dear it. Brother's money is wasted!" his reply.

"Well, there's no stomach ache!" eventually Fara gave up leaving one more wing due to Al Fath's ban.

"Will?"

Al Fath shows his unfriendly face that makes Fara finally melt, "okay-okay!" Fara looked back for a toilet to wash her hands.

"It's only been 10 minutes, we're in now!" bring Al Fath.

During the screening both focused only on the film being watched without any friendly scenes that became the second special bully. Though on the right, left, front, behind the couples even fun mojok instead of watching.

It is not the time, these two men are mojok-mokan in a dark place, in a light place even though they can not do dedek, without fear of sin because there is no law that will forbid, that is the benefit of both.

The impact of the chicken wings was only felt now, Fara's stomach began to feel the sensation of fire, maybe the owner deliberately wanted to commit genocide on the worms in the stomach.

"Bang, go to the bathroom!" al Fath took off his arm in Fara's hand, "don't you think, what did you say?" the woman immediately ran into the bathroom while Al Fath was waiting at her place now while playing a cell phone, his intention tonight Al Fath wanted to speak seriously to his wife, but there are things that interfere with the solemnity of both.

Fara is back, Al Fath is back in his cell phone, "have you?" Fara nodded.

Just now Al Fath is about to launch the opening sentence, Fara has returned to interject, "the gate back to buy milk first! Fara's stomach isn't good" she asked. Al Fath took a deep breath and swallowed back all his words, lest he throw Fara from the top of this building.

"Yes deck," until they reached the bassement, Al Fath had not yet expressed his thoughts.

"Udah brother said that, right?!" furious at his wife, finally Al Fath looking for the nearest spbu on the road to the headquarters.

His mood to talk had flown into space, his face cloudy, a supposedly romantic date with Al Fath's escape instead ended up upset.

"Udah?!" the question is firm while folding the hand.

"Udah," the magic of this woman is not afraid of the face of the bull Narnia Al Fath, but she instead chuckles amusedly, "relax brurr, do not have to gas it bang, tiger-rich serem! Rawh!" his lips, really testing patience, long time he worked also when he arrived at home.

There was no chat that happened in the rest of the trip, both of them were silent to enjoy the atmosphere of a still crowded night.

"Bang, man,"

"Hm," heck.

"Again pms huh?" Fara was grumpy, there was no reply from Al Fath.

"Curtain, angry man's son!" makeup of Fara on Al Fath's chin. Just this time there are people who dare to poke lieutenant colonel, ask to be thrown into the minefield what?

"Abang hasn't answered Fara's question before," he put his head on Al Fath's back, so warm, so warm, even now Fara's body is perfectly attached to the body behind Al Fath makes the moment the arrogant soul that was upset collapsed.

The motor has entered the headquarters again, the atmosphere is dark only illuminated by the porch lights of official houses and mes, only a few people who come out of the house.

Al Fath stopped the pace of his bike, he re-composed the words that had been chaotic and fell on the streets because of Fara's careless behavior.

"Well, how do you stop here? Motor's on strike?" tanya Fara straightened her body.

"Engga," Al Fath pulled the standard bike support with his legs, letting Fara sit there while he was down.

"Daddy,"

Fara looked up to see Al Fath.

"The actual capital is only a transit place, while waiting for the next place of assignment. And now that brother's letter of duty has come down," Fara frowned.

Both of Fara's hands in his big hands.

"Abang took up duty in the eastern border area of the country as a danyon, not just a week, two weeks." The gaze deepened through space and time towards Fara's eyes. Without interrupting al-Fath, Fara remained silent.

"Maybe it could be a year, two years or maybe even longer," Fara's body gesture showed surprise, "brother meant..."

"Follow with your brother, according to your promise before the office of unity and before God,"

This fast he had to leave the capital, where he was born and 'nay? But back, whatever the risk, Fara had thought carefully before he decided to accept Al Fath's proposal.

"Fara goes wherever you are on duty, accompanying you to carry out your state duties as promised by Fara in front of the unity office and in front of God," he replied, Al Fath's smile was clearly printed.

"Like the promise of your brother before, brother will take you around the archipelago, there are still many beautiful things in this country that are worthy of gratitude," Al Fath reflexively hugged Fara, even so Fara who replied to him was full of red tinge on the cheek.

"Yes, Fara's coming with brother!" his great-granddaughter, finally there is also a time when romantic moments that occur between them after passing 7 rotational rotations of the earth.

"Oiyy.oyyy!" shouting someone, both of them turned their heads without letting go of hugs, it turned out that some people were walking towards them.

"The two brothers want to act asusi la in a dark place?! Come with us to the office !" he said it was thunderous but then he laughed with satisfaction at the surprised faces of Fara and Al Fath.

"Si alan! Halal brur!" reply Al Fath, coincidentally Andre, bang Yosef and bang Regan just finished football hotbed from the Gentra house, even Dilar who had just recovered joined there.

Fara hid her face behind Al Fath's body, but it's also a big nose!

"Don't dong bang! Look at that single! Otewe find a girl with rich gini," sewot Dilar.

"No Lar, many girls in the house bang Regan! Where the colors are again," replied Andre.

"That's a bang, that's Kirani's chicken!" hissing Dilar.

"Udah ko halal even play dark!" bang Regan.

"This is the courtship of today, rather than in a light place it is preferable to a dark place, let it be in the devil!" sahut Yosef among his cigarette suction.

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