
Al Fath incised Fara's nape, but Fara's vomit became his own attention for others.
"Well, mom why?" ask Nandi.
"Wan-Wan, ask for some red water!" al Fath orders, Wiryawan immediately rushed back inside and took mineral water from inside the club.
"This is ndan," he offered a bottle of mineral water that was sweet-sweet rich in othor.
"You catch this wind, the night air is not good, this is also already at 1 am. Tomorrow afternoon we should have left the deck, better be checked first to the doctor," long sentence Al Fath in the last week to Fara.
"Yes," he answered briefly enough for the size of Fara's mouth, his face suddenly pale, whether what kind of vampire often sucked the life force of this woman.
"Abang, Fara is tired of going home" he asked.
Along the way no words were spoken again from Fara's lips, she just fell limp leaning on her husband's sturdy arm and staring weakly at the contents of the car, where Flora was in the middle seat had fallen asleep, beside him there was Martinus keeping watch by turning his face out the side window, because now Flora was so challenging the soul of a man with minimal clothes, the material, t-shirts and torn jeans on knees and thighs.
"Om Tinus," call Fara. Martin looked back, and so did Al Fath.
"Sorry Fara, yes, he threw a stone to hide his hand," he said feeling guilty, like a dying man who had no chance of life, really more son-in-law Umi Salwa this, see if his wife has no wind no rain apologizing to Martinus.
"Ready, I'm wrong ma'am!" kaku. Now it's his turn to look up at Al Fath in the middle of a car shake that was driving, "branch," his face asked for pity.
"Yes?"
"The punishment of Martin is not to be added, he is not wrong. Fara's wrong, Fara's the one who made the bar goers on a whirl!" honestly speaking.
"But don't be punishedmmm! Fara's not feeling well anymore!" whining.
"Don't know," he answered briefly. Fara and Martinus were seen raising their eyebrows.
"The bar employee who said there was a woman who wanted her army husband, and said visitors to ngacir because of it. Brother just wants to get honesty with your courage," he replied.
"Ash," said Fara, "kalo tau, why also just have to ngaku!"
Al Fath licked his lips, "what did she say?"
"God, what a handsome brother! Fara is grateful to have a rich husband brother, especially if you forgive the wife, handsome many times," her lie seduces. When not feeling well, there are also things.
It all ends back to Makkopas, "Fath, thank you for your last assignment here. Oh yes, tomorrow before your departure. Let me invite you and Fara to breakfast together at home,"
"Ready ndan! Then I ask permission to take my wife to the official house because the day is very late," he replied Al Fath gave a report after Flora was brought inside. A rare moment, the general patted Al Fath's shoulder with a warm smile, then he went back inside the house.
"Ijin ndan, I drive home by car?" Martinus.
"By Nus, if not a hassle."
"Ready no ndan, cassian bu Fara."
Fara had fallen asleep in a jacket coated Al Fath, not only the vehicle is armored, apparently Fara's body also get a layer of protection from Al Fath, Al Fath, with a single blow he carried Fara into the house and put it on the mattress.
"Abang, Fara wants a fad. Fara ko's tongue felt like he was vomiting," he muttered with his eyes closed. Al Fath who did not understand thought it was just a rapprochement Fara in his dream. He yawns and decides to change clothes first before following Fara to dreamland.
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Fara is neat with blouse tops and pants. If he usually used to hush, then now he must maintain his attitude and appearance in front of Al Fath subordinates, marrying a lieutenant colonel has a significant impact on him, in speech, and appearance, he said, he is still trying to change his attitude that may sometimes be difficult to control, the nature is ingrained in the person of a human being, while attitude is a form of action that can still be controlled by yourself.
Fara looked back at her reflection in front of the mirror until a pair of hands coiled from behind, "that's right!" (beautiful brother's heart)
Fara turned around, "bang, Fara was afraid to get on the plane," there was a hint of uneasiness on Fara's face.
"Soldier wife can't fear anything. There's a brother's hand that's gonna hold a brother's hand,"
"Awak cinto adiak," (i love you/dek)
Fara let out her laugh, pushing Al Fath's eyed plan, "the cave doesn't understand!" the two are laughing together. One Acehnese with a language sometimes keminang that one betawi pure, then later his son so what? So the chicken caught in the cake of jengkol stew is eaten using rice with the same egg crust.
"Kirani same Zidan do not be naughty, Insyaallah if later brother Fara there is time. Brother can also have a holiday, we go to Jakarta!" the elsa boy wept in Fara's arms, remembering that Fara was the most absurd mentor when it came to performing fun stunts.
"Promise huh?!" the girl showed her pinky in the air, asking Fara to say a promise, Fara turned a glance at Al Fath, until Al Fath nodded.
"Promise,"
"Om I promise ya, come back later. Bring the dedek that is in the stomach of Fara's brother," both Fara, Al Fath, and Bu Fani are quite surprised by Kirani's words.
"Just be assured," replied Al Fath, they nodded muttering amen.
By the way Fara so minded with the words of Kirani, since married to Al Fath he has not been a monthly guest, it means that it has been more than a month.
After the drama melows like an eliminated contestant, Al Fath and Fara continue their steps towards the general's house, they are hunted for flight time.
The second step in was warmly welcomed by the head of this headquarters, for the first time Fara felt the warmth of a married couple in front of him.
"What time do you leave?" ask her pleasantries.
"Hour 9 ndan," replied Al Fath, he then glanced at the watch in hand.
"There is still about 45 minutes before you travel to the airport, use an escort just so fast. I'll contact the acquaintance at the police!" lightly said.
"Sari! Call Mr. Joko, tell him that at half 9 we need a patwal from Makko to the airport!" the question to the adjutant. Fara gawking made, for a lifetime he had never felt controlled directly like a corpse to be buried.
"Ready man!"
"Please, please! Eat it well!" the chairman greeted them at the dinner table.
Straight to the point, the general didn't want to waste much of their time.
"Fara," he called, Fara looked up as he was busy serving one by one the breakfast menu in front of him that seemed luxurious to him, just remember the first time together 'nay, ' he said, this one dining table is probably the one-week, full-day meal menu only one menu at the dinner table, morning with red beans, lunch so, at dinner before, 'nyak again warms red beans before they run out and blacken like mud that has not been thrown away.
"How's your mom doing?" Fara initially did not understand the topic that the general was going to discuss.
"Alhamdulillah well," he replied, smiling, Fara followed Al Fath scooping the rice and the side dishes.
"Who is your mother now?" ask her again.
"Stay alone, calm down sir. My mom is strong, tough, lots of dear neighbors too. God willing I don't worry too much,"
"God willing, I'll keep an eye on my mother-in-law, ndan!" added Al Fath.
"Alhamdulillah, your mother may be tough on the upbringing of your father as well as you, bang Harris is indeed a warm but strong figure!" he said looking at Fara nyalang, Sontak Fara immediately pecked at his place with lips full of rice, he had not had time to swallow his breakfast chew, but his chest was tight.
"Do you know my father?" asked Fara, Al Fath was also curious as well as Fara.
"Bang Harris was the only person who made me what I am today. He is my best friend..."
"Mendiang is the only one who believes that one day I will sit on the seat of the leadership of the apparatus,"
The deg!
No longer surprised, Fara kept her spoon, then sipped a hard drink. The old wounds rose again to the surface, the longing returned to ambush.
"The story begins when the dreams of the two young men meet each other! At the beginning of the new order's reign,"
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