A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
SOVEREIGNLY

"This is a sign of bang?" ask Fara.

"Yes the deck" replied Al Fath.

"here?" her tanya chuckled pointing at the signature column with a pen, meaning nosy.

"Yes, half into the stamp."

"Half gets into the stamp, what's half out of the stamp?" is not the same, only he who is good at glossy tongue. Didn't know everyone was waiting for him with anxious expectations.

Al Fath glanced with a glance, "no! Out of the archipelago there deck," he knew Fara understood very well, but his nosy nature was loh!

"Casual sir, don't make a point. Nanya doang kan not funny if suddenly wrong signed," replied Fara chuckling, avenged Salwa laughter, "tos!"

Afrian laughed, "one stream is the same as his in-laws! Fix, this is the most abstract family on earth!"

"The abstract!" siss Salwa.

"You two can shut up?" zaky asked Afrian and Salwa, more like a rebuke. If abi Zaky has spoken, though without flavored emotions all immediately silent including umi.

Fara has signed, "Praise God, hopefully we can solve this case successfully" said Mr. Sam.

"Aamiin," Zaky replied and everyone muttered.

His eyebrows wrinkled, occasionally swooping sharply to see the laptop screen in front of him, his lips clucked when the results were less than satisfactory.

"This must be edited again. Not so smooth looking boongnya!" the taut fingers move agilely on the laptop keyboard.

The sound of the twang of the spoon clashing on the glass wall twisted along with the mixing of chocolate milk.

"Udah finished?" Fara shook her head with a frustrated face.

"Diminum then," the battalion commander was not ashamed to be a milk maker for his wife.

"Let's say," Fara grabbed the milk while it was still warm, she was cold and flat but her attitude was able to beat the warmth of the chocolate milk Fara was drinking, those eyes occasionally glanced at Al Fath who had come to check on Fara's work. Initially Al Fath's face looks amazed by the work of his wife, it can not be denied the ability of Fara so epic.

The 15-minute video begins with a child running into the warehouse and finding a storybook titled '**Nusantara the Wonderland**', then the child opened it which turned out to be a magic book, can move and live, the accompanying music was deliberately made by mixing traditional and modern musical instruments into one of the plus points of this video. The beauty of the archipelago is made in such a way as a wonderland or fairy tale country.

The audience is invited to explore customs, culture, art, dance, songs to traditional clothing from various regional tribes in the earth with models of persitian mothers. The fighters berdaster is immediately transformed into an international class model with a beautiful look wrapped in traditional clothes, not to forget Fara also included photos of the beauty of the tour that was successfully captured by the lens of the camera Gentra, which is also very popular, the rest of the files belong to Al Fath.

Portraits of the friendliness of the indigenous people and do not forget the photos of the struggle of the soldiers while on duty are neatly stored in the album belonging to Al Fath, did not escape Fara enter.

In the last 5 minutes he included a mandatory national anthem with a video showing the mothers of the press saluting the state flag among the waves of the beach, even the children in the battalion he was involved in also to complete a respectful video on the fluttering flag. One of the videos of the release of the tough soldiers when going to fight on the battlefield is very able to bang on the soul of patriotism, where the sense of blue becomes the cover of the music video. The half-transparent flag of the country became the background of the written words of the state of the battalion led by Al Fath.

The faces of Al Fath and Fara changed. One wished to be anxious while nibbling on the lips of the glass, while one began to beat uncomfortably, pushed back up to 5 times in the 5th minute, the problem was not in the music of 'Sajojo' but who is the model and the clothes she wears.

"Remove!"

Darr!

"Abang ih, abisnya no more photos of Fara wearing traditional clothes! Fara time does not enter the frame, after all just a few seconds," he replied trying to persuade the eyes of the garuda.

Al Fath took the screen out of the tab Fara was working on and moved the cursor on a file.

"Well, what is this writing?"

...***Al Fath***...

Where the contents are photos and videos of Fara when they go to Wam3n4.

"Abaaa.nggg, please just this once. Here's the video so it's just a little polish at the end. Fara sampe did not take a 3-day nap for this exercise, "please ask the husband.

"This tomorrow has to be in kasiin, another battalion has sent birthday greetings to the country, only our battalion is not yet, battalion people even to send hampers to officials and officials."

"Why don't you go get rich?" al Fath asked, rather than having to bother making a music video.

"So those people's followers? Ogah idih! Sorry Fara is not a follower of anyone, the same money can only satisfy a few people. While Fara's project is to bring money, not make money!" Al Fath smiled faintly in his heart, this woman is indeed different from the others just behind the different it is always tucked away things that make the heart dislodged.

"This is the way Fara loves the country of Fara," he continued to make Al Fath speechless can no longer reply to Fara's words.

"What's up?" umi Salwa who heard the noise of people arguing finally appeared.

"There is no Umi" replied Al Fath. Another Al Fath also answered Fara, "this is nih umi, brother! Fara's time as a mother and you can't get in the frame!" sewot.

"Loh, that's it. The real artist's time must be hidden?!" Fara poked her lips, after this there would definitely be a scene of the mother scolding the child.

"Stat!" his Al Fath.

"Try me to see!" Al Fath showed the video, Salwa sitting on the floor between her daughter-in-law and son on the porch to watch. His face looked surprised,

"Can?! Umi can see, the time of clothing does not seno noh want to be displayed in public?!"

"The amazing!!!! Is this you who made? Beautiful mummy, mummy mummy! Everyone should know dong, this is the daughter-in-law of the Ananta family, his wife lieutenant colonel Al Fath!"

Afrian laughed complacently, "in-law eleven twelve."

"You're wrong about Fath!" he joined nimbrung, it feels itchy if not join the shoot.

"This is the guy who keeps nimbrung! Sana Cepetan has a ghost so!" salwa sarcasm.

"The ghost candidate already has Sal. Her mother is too selective!" answer Afrian.

"Lusa umi came home Fath, Fara."

"That's a big sneak?" Fara looks sad, does not want to part with her mother-in-law.

"We must immediately return to the capital to take care of this problem as soon as possible, let me spit out Ra," explained Afrian.

"Ohh, umi so do not have the heart to miss umi's ghost. I want it anyway nemenin sampe lahiran, but ntar if already lahiran do not want to separate from the grandchild again, how? Is umi staying here?" Fara nodded quickly but Al Fath immediately corrected.

"Do not bother me. Let Fara, Fath take care of it. There are also a lot of group mothers. There's a housekeeper too, Kasian Zahra if umi here, not to mention the umi business, abi..."

Afrian poked his lips, "let's say your umi made a teat of Fath's eel," he murmured.

"Hm, yes. Take good care of you. Goofy, don't fight. Rich umi same abi!" his mother received a sneer from Afrian and Fath.

"So be careful too. Take care of her health mi," Fara brought Salwa's palm to her cheek. Don't know why he likes Salwa the most, like a comfort to him.

"Oh yeah bang, the matoa fruit that is behind the shooting arena is still thick, right?" ask Fara.

"I don't know why?" ask Fath.

"That's what Rick is! All made to be taken to the capital!" screamed Fara from below.

Early in the morning the young officer's dorm was rushed with the danyon mother who came in a package with a can of lebaran cake to surprise their breakfast, he gave an urgent impromptu task, which was, not fighting or fighting the rebels but picking matoa and red fruit to bring his father-in-law as souvenirs.

"Ha-ha-ha! Spechless my bang! Salwa dapet daughter-in-law who one blood, until surprised to see. Look at Salwa first, love to make a stir!" I am Afrian, at this time they are seeing two commanders are pointing matoa fruit at some soldiers who are climbing up the tree.

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