A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
BALL SUPPORTER

"Abang already brother---not much! Fara's embarrassed!" his weakness held back the strangely ludicrous glenyer that occurs when sleeping with Al Fath every night.

No need to punish him in POM like a soldier who violates the code of conduct let alone the punishment of convicts in case of maling hape. Basically everyone is the same, not to be ashamed.

His mouth drifted long until Lake Sentani, his eyes darted sharply like a dagger ready to stab the person in front of him, "branch is nothing! Today Fara wants to do a battalion project, time will come out his neck gini! Rich abis in tiger garukin!" he mumbled.

"Tell me you fight like a gallant lion!" reply Al Fath flat.

"It makes sense!" his his hiss plucks chips.

"You want to make sense? Alesan aja shrimp allergy, abis scrap, used in the bite of mosquitoes, ants.." he added give the option by counting fingers.

"Where is! The shrimp has teeth, the mosquito has a big head, the ant is jejadian!" tukas Fara continues to debate.

"Well that's okay if lying makes you ashamed, because people don't bo*doh for you to lie..."

"Yes, I told you because you kissed my brother!" casually the man continued his words, like a word of shame not in the big dictionary.

Fara thaws, "etih! Don't know shame!"

"Try me, why should you be ashamed? What brother confesses sin, shame where the same leader who already knows wrong but even decoction his subordinates who do not know anything?" he leaned his face towards the front of Fara's face, only this time Fara checkmate could not answer.

"Yes Fara was wrong" he replied.

"Most mothers say, duhhh-pak commanders are crazy about the mother," added Al Fath imitating the style of speech of netizens who are sincere. Fara pushed Al Fath's jidat slowly for the man to back off.

"Therefore, Fara was ashamed! The secret of the kitchen is spiced up!"

"The name is also punishment, no one is shameless-"

Finally inevitably, Fara came out with a sign of love danyon sir around his neck. The sign is crosswise lined on the left and right side along the length of one finger segment is not only 1 but there are 4, he said to be fair right left side is not heavy.

There is no object that can cover, because Fara never has a scarf or scarf cloth other than the red and white cloth of her father, do not mind also the transfer must carry the goods, it is not, as a result he had to accept the fact that he would be the gossip of one battalion for quite some time.

A smile never faded from the mothers of the twigs during the meeting. Their main focus always falls on Fara's neck.

Aware of their exaggerated views on her, Fara spoke up, "ignore my neck that abis kissed male gorillas at mating time, focus on the problem of making videos," Fara's remarks sparked the laughter of mothers.

"Saking love yes ma'am,"

"For the friendly ma'am, reasonable---"

"Date, argghh! Watch it!" his mind.

"Tomorrow early in the morning don't forget mom! As per our agenda, from now on it is scheduled every Sunday we gymnastics! Not only are the fathers healthy, but the wives must be too!"

"Ready ma'am!!"

Fara walked towards her husband, where the man and other soldiers were installing a white cloth that would be used as a tancap screen for football matches in an empty field near the office.

Seeing Fara approaching, Al Fath stopped his activities as the foreman of the subordinates.

"Have the meeting finished?" Fara nodded.

"Abang from tomorrow, every Sunday Fara wants to pinjem field battalion for the routine activities of the soldier's wife."

"Well, what activities are there?" ask Al Fath.

"Sports, let the soldier's wife here be healthy, fit, more compact!"

"Six? You're the instructor?" Al Fath started standby 1.

"That's all, make a prayer. Make the next we roll. Fara's contents are still small," he rubbed the stomach is still poking small.

"That's all! There's nothing more than that!" the possessive has returned.

"Yes, ck-" Fara chipped away with an evil smile, let it burn! This responsibility is possessive.

"What else to do, want a show?" ask Fara.

"Yes, the plan is to pursue football." Fara berohria, his eyes are still staring at a white cloth the size of 3×4 meters which is being stretched and installed by several young soldiers, as well as tents so as not to rain, considering this month has entered the rainy season.

"When?" ask Fara.

"Later tonight."

Fellow nomads, living a battalion must indeed foster togetherness. Fara smiled at how harmonious life was here, the love slowly flourished in her heart.

The gallant soldiers are still ordinary people, ordinary citizens if not on duty. One by one the battalion residents sat on a thin carpet that had been held earlier this afternoon.

"Boy! Try turning on the projector!" pinta bang Yo, a young soldier shifts the position of the projector to fit on a white screen.

The atmosphere was boisterous even though the show shown was still a commercial advertisement.

"Are you sure you don't want to go together?" tanya Al Fath is getting ready for a nobar.

"Mom Fara!" shouted some of the soldiers' wives outside the house, both of them turning towards the outside door.

"That's a bang, Fara's a lot of cs!" wide smile.

"Yes, my brother first," he said first.

"Yes,"

Al Fath came out of the house, and found 3 wives of soldiers already in front of the house complete with crackles and jars similar to neighbors of the village just want to hajatan.

"Sir," nods them politely.

"Mothers are still inside, just go in. I go first" said Al Fath.

"Yes sir, please."

If they used to be so shy and reluctant to danyon's mother, but with Fara being said *down to earth*, they are so comfortable.

"Eh, it's ready. Yuk!" Fara came out with a clamped hand and a flask.

"Here ma'am, let's be with me!"

"What about Marta?"

"Bareng ma'am Joko, maybe soon." replied another.

"Mom!" they shouted, Fara smiled.

"Now! Mumpung has gathered. Here's the attribute!"

The ball game is about to start, seen from the big white screen that the national players have sung the national anthem.

Al Fath dizzy looking for the whereabouts of his wife, it has been 15 minutes since his presence here, but Fara also the wives of the soldiers who had visited the house have not seen the trunk of his nose.

Al Fath was startled by Gentra's laughing voice while clapping.

"Not playing danyon mom!!! I'm I'm on you!" his yell.

*Plak*!

Instantly his head was pierced Al Fath, Al Fath's friends chuckled.

Fara was present with the wife of other soldiers not only carrying snacks and coffee flask, but with the attributes of the ball supporters who will watch live in the stadium. Cheeks attached to the head state flag sticker are tied in a red and white cloth and a used bottle.

"Allahuacbar!" Al Fath patted his eel.