A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
LEAK BUCKET WITHOUT PATCH

Fara looked at the fluorescent white light that shimmered in the middle of the room. It felt like the distance from the eyes to the lights was not as far as his view now.

What will his place be like?

How will his life be?

Until the sound of greetings and greetings Al Fath surprised him, making Fara in the fog pull the blanket and look for clothes.

"Assalamualaikum umi,"

That man!!! Furious, love cuddly cue if you want video call'an the same person. Fara knew her husband was cold and late cuek, but mbok ya have a mouth tuh dipake getohhh, not just dipake to make a red stamp only. Speaking of red marks, astagfirullah!

"Glamma!" he answered on the screen, Salwa's voice sounded so clear there.

Clothesuuuuu! Fara came down with a jump and grabbed the blanket. Really excited, ask to check what the hell, have a husband? Lah he's good staying sat-set, sat-set, where stamina is strong. What's up with him who's limp like a lifeless body, then now jerked so that the life goes back into the body again.

"Where's Fara?" and with no virtues, Al Fath brought the flat screen towards Fara, but Fara covered the bottom with a blanket while she sat on the bed.

The first sight captured by Umi Salwa was a sweaty forehead, rich hair ruffled chicken bones with cat garong plus a wide smile of job applicants.

"Assalamualaikum umi," she received a cell phone with a misuh-mishey heart to her husband.

"You sick?" tanya Umi exclaimed, her face water looks worried.

Fara shook her head, "engga umi,"

Umi yes! Hurt ld!

"For this condition the weather is again radaroba, sometimes erratic as well,"

Suddenly Al Fath joined Fara sitting side by side with him, the conversation had spilled everywhere until it did not feel like they had been talking for almost an hour.

"Umi, brother and sister Fara asked permission to do'a her. If there are no transverse arals, in the next few days your brother will be transferred to the eastern border of the country.."

"Huh?! Far away?!" exciting Umi.

"Mantu umi want you to be a border stake what?!" tanya umi pitched firmly nan fussy.

"Yes dong umi,"

"Some kekas with your leader, the new marriage has been tasked away from civilization?" he said unmitigated, Fara can only watch the mother and child arguing. It always seems like this when Al Fath is serving in far-off areas, then blessing and do'a umi hard down rich prices of basic food, must pass some fierce debate, must pass, the definition of a mother's do'a is expensive tickets are like this.

"Dek, tanyain umi brand net just now is good," al Fath said, Sontak Fara turned his head, "the branch is crazy huh?!"

Sampe Lebaran mon yet he did not ask his in-laws about it so, he thought google could still help him.

"Then Fara will ask!"

Al Fath raised his eyebrows next, "who's that?"

"Change google," whispered Fara, as Umi was still in a video connection.

Al Fath was firm, because in fact he really watched Fara buy illegal clothes worn by the unmarried girl.

Victoria's secret label with a price that is more expensive than alay's pocket money after it was officially bought, applause! It was only the first time in Fara's lifetime that he bought expensive items just to rip them off.

"The estimated delivery is approximately enough until we want to leave ?" ask Al Fath.

"Udah take the most express bang, 3 days. If you want a more confident should use jin express, the courier genderuwo so be spitty, if the later pocong jump!" gerutu Fara folded all the clothes and put them in a suitcase.

Al Fath the face of the wall can only berohria alone while sipping coffee.

Fara again saw the stuffing of the closet, only 3 pairs of clothes left and the rest had entered the suitcase. As well as other goods, in no less than 5 days maybe he will become a border citizen, as he used to see first on television shows, no longer a citizen of the capital. She with all her shortcomings must suddenly become a danyon mother where all the responsibilities of unity will be assigned to her as well .

"We're stranded on an island we don't know where, and what to do."

Fara received all the words *goodbye to the father on duty*, from the wives of the soldiers as their farewell to him.

He nodded sweetly when the commander's mother gave some messages and tips in a new place later knowing if later Fara would definitely be the chairman, whether it doesn't know it's in his brain or not. That afternoon Fara walked with Gina tea, Nasya ma'am, Susi, and Bu Fani, enjoying the cool air and giving off the scent of twilight. This will probably be his presence in the participation of the meeting in this branch.

"Congratulations Fara, later there to be the head of the twig," tea kekeh Gina, while Fara himself can only breathe out tired, a big responsibility is waiting for him out there.

"Kok the commander's mother even a manyun?" fani's laughter was like teasing her.

"Mom, how will Fara not be there?" asked Fara flicked her steps, making them come to a halt.

"Sure!" reply Nasya and Susi while laughing crisply.

"It will surely make a good breakthrough, he means, the spirit of Ra!" Nasya rubbed his shoulders covered in a green uniform, providing support system for Fara.

"The spirit of the commander," pinched Gina's tea on her chubby cheeks.

"Teh, how does it feel to get on an airplane?! Ko Fara was afraid of vomiting yes," she asked, for a moment the four were silent but a second later they laughed to the extent that the fathers who were training in the field were turning their heads.

"The commander's afraid of getting on the plane apparently!"

"That's okay Ra, it's normal." Susi replied that she had helped accompany her husband on duty.

Fara's phone vibrated, looking at the phone's connection from an unknown number after she had previously given the message.

Instantly his eyes fumbled, "where is it?!"

(..)

"Well, is he home?" his brows furrowed, making the other four wives curious.

(..)

"Huh?! Who has a kid's bike?"

"Wait a minute I've been there!"

Fara immediately re-examined her order, "mamposss, misplaced!" the panic.

"Mom Fan, whose house is 63?" ask Fara.

"Why?" ask Gina tea.

"Fara again pesen goods, wrong nyantamin number house!"

"Kalo did not go wrong house bu Dibyo deh," replied Nasya.

"Cilaka 12!!" Fara rushed to run, even he took off his pantofel shoes and preferred to carry them in the air.

"Why Ra?"

With the maximum speed Fara ran, fortunately the green uniform skirt was short despite the span model.

"That's Fara, isn't it Fath?" show bang Yosef.

Al Fath rolled his eyes towards the forefinger of the Joseph bang, they had just finished shooting practice this afternoon.

"Yes bang," he frowned when he saw Fara running like she was being chased by a demon.

"Dad!"

Fara turned her head as the voice she recognized called out, she stopped with a breath of breath.

"Abang!!! Fara misses the address, Fara's goods are sent to Dibyo's bu's house!" whining.

"Astagfirullah deck-deck," he could only shake his head at his wife's carelessness.

"Fara Nyusulin was the courier!" yelled Fara back running, hoping that Dibyo's mom hasn't come, lest Dibyo's mom take the package and read the item, not nothing, her mouth was leaking without a patch.

"What is bang now?" ask Gentra kepo.

"Son don't know, sin!" answer Al Fath.

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