A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle

A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
FAREWELL


"Hey boy! Please put this up,"


There are no expensive LED lights or corvetti and the decoration takes millions. Fara wants, everything is useful and the important thing is happy.


Duarr!


Once again Andre pressed the pump too excited without feeling, already ballooning to all that he let out. Instead of feeling guilty he laughed, because suddenly those who were there hanging compakan, really unhappy childhood.


"Kamvrett lu bang, don't bang a big bang!" Dilar stroked his chest. The definition of soldiers that are far from softness is like this, only pump balloons are rich in pumped Reo tires.


"Well, green balloon pops. Darr!" the laugh, without guilt.


"Ndre, once again you broke giles cave balloons with the maung!" threatening bang Yosef, every time he blew up balloons, tough men who used to face this grenade also jerked in surprise.


"Feeling with a cannon bang, feeling like a grenade!" gentra said chuckling while installing decorative intakes on the podium. This Sesorean Al Fath's final mandate for his unit was to help prepare for tomorrow's event, not a formal assignment but a special assignment, he said, While other people are busy at home each preparing a snack that they will sell tomorrow. The event planned by Fara had a positive impact on everything.


"Liat the new bride! Nempel keeps looking like a daki!" point Joseph at Al Fath and Fara who are grimace together, not what they laugh about.


"There's another parable so bang, so damn?!" sahut Dilar chuckles.


"Let one taste if it's the same skin. Equally salty!" the reply is unkind.


"Si brother sirik aja the same new bride, want again to be a newlywed," added Gentra who had finished tidying up the podium and joined the seniors.


"Caves are also rich that the time of the spell again the angels. Wait a couple of months, just give me a long task and keep pregnant, you behind the plate!" the chat that transformed into this venting session made the bachelors laugh.


"Ah time yes bang, that cruel?!" ask Dilar.


"Bang Yosef turned it over while holding a girl!" shoot Gentra.


"Look, the cave is back with toast instead!" his soldiers defend themselves.


"Yes that's how not thrown dishes, bang Yo back bring toast is bini cravings pesennya crust telor," Regan replied in voice, because the wife when it was pregnant at the same time, Regan said, if Joseph's wife is pregnant with a second child, then Fani is pregnant with Zidan.


"Ha-ha-ha," the three bachelors again laughed at his senior.


"Ck, same as Gan. Food together!" bela Yosef clucked.


"Oh my God, forgive me!" sahut Andre's.


"Tra, here's iket! When else yee kan, the army holds the balloon. Usually the trigger-held weapon," he handed the inflated balloon to be tied up, the plan is that these balloons will be given to visitors carrying small children.


"Well that Regan, who's being held by Pan tat and Senia, so Fani's berserk!" joseph's laughter, among the six, may have been that Joseph served with the captain more often.


"No, the past is!" rebut Regan sighed while staring around, fortunately his wife was not there, they could have a fight later that night.


"It's just bang Fath who is sholeh here, untouched by women," Gentra said.


"Ck-you think Al Fath's mom is a boy? From the orok disebokin his mother to be bathed as well," said Andre disagreed.


"Sa ae lu bang!"




Early in the morning Fara woke up. Let's not fall asleep, just close your eyes it's difficult, he's afraid if today's event is not as planned, his pride and Al Fath are at stake in front of the songong chairman's mom.



The field that is commonly used for sports is now transformed into a place for events. The green-tented podium is at the end near the office while in front of it the field is deliberately emptied for later aerobics participants doing gymnastics.



The gate of the command headquarters of the troops was wide open with no abandonment of guard and inspection.



Stand tables that have been prepared by market day participants.



"Bring breakfast at the table, Fara wants to take a shower!" his steps were erratic, had to go to the bathroom first or take a towel first, he patted his eel while half-running, while Al Fath who was still a sheath sitting relaxed in the wooden chair of the dining room, he was patting his head while half-run, eating his breakfast in the morning with a laughable view, Fara who frenzied himself.



Though he has often participated in various event projects, but this time he felt he had the greatest responsibility risking his name and the name of Al Fath, lest there be a riotous drama or digagalin people.



"Daddy, what brother's coffee?" yelled Al Fath, the man asked for coffee the next morning, Fara who almost undressed again opened the bathroom door.



"Forgotten,"



His hands back skillful brewing coffee, Al Fath always got a shipment of coffee from Aceh, so Fara had never found a sachetan coffee in the cupboard other than tea.



Al Fath caught Fara's hand after putting the coffee cup, "calm down! Just a small event," he said calmly, Fara whose stride was held back turned to Al Fath, then he took a deep breath and pulled the chair beside him.




"Absolutely! Their response was positive,"



His eyes looked at Al Fath's guts, "all good-bye huh?" Fath nodded.



"Nyak also came, he said he had something for us later before leaving,"



"Yes you took a shower at 6."



Fara agreed with Al Fath's words, he immediately went up and entered the bathroom.



"Abang, brother first! Fara wants to help Fani first," she screamed from the bathroom.



Not only did ten twenty people come, the enthusiasm of the community turned out to be unexpected. Whether interested in the show or indeed curious about the special forces command headquarters, even the invitation that was only intended for the surrounding residents actually attracted many people.



The unity mothers are no less enthusiastic, it is already instinctive women if there is a gymnastic event like this must be the front, sometimes become a place of prestige fighting between mothers. As now, they are competing to wear the best gymnastics clothes, to look singset, slim and beautiful.



Fara and the others, there was Fani, Nasha, Susi and Gina, the five officers' wives walking together.



"It's the same Fara aja bu Fan," Fara grabbed the yellow rice thermos and walked with Kirani.



"It's nicotine, Ra!" he grimaces.



"That's nothing ma'am," replied Fara.



"Kak Fara why not join the sale of rich mama?" Fara looked at the leak.



"That ah, my brother is not allowed! He said he was afraid that Fara was tired, "he was spoiled, not Kirani who giggled but Nasya and Gina ma'am.



"Big, alesan! Tell me you're males, Ra!" chuckle Gina.



"Tulls! My brother said, Fara Mah sat sweetly at home while waiting for my brother to come home!" her laughter is sok iyehh.



"Later feeling if you already have children, the husband's salary is not enough you are drunk," said Susi. Fara curled her lips, sure Al Fath's money wasn't enough? Even for Fara fees and residents of the village may be able to Al Fath, but certainly not salary money.



"Yes, how about aja aja kak Sus. have a child not yet!" replied Fara lightly.



"Mom Fara!" they turned to the direction of the voice, Fara until she gawked.



"Subhanallah!"



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