A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle

A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
FEAR OF A MOTHER


"Yesuuu!" shouted one of the young men.


"Om Mardian?!"


"What's up, mommy-ndan, my God! Mother's pregnancy was already great. Congratulations mom, ndan!" sahutnya happy, could meet with the two former superiors, especially Fara.


"Well Mar, thank you."


"Oh well, um Dian how are you. Did you get a girlfriend?!"


"Yes, Mardian's mom, look! What's cool is still single!" said Gentra and Dilar who are still on Fara's radar.


"That's a lot of pain loe! The chastisement of the mah how-for-proverbs," the circus of Fara, they laughed instead.


"Let's go, at Fan's mom's house you've been eating, Ra!" bring Gina tea and the others.


"Asik!!! Eat-eat oyy!" exclamation Dilar.


"Huwaaakk! Fara longinduuu!" the thrill is embraced by Gina's tea, and they walk towards Captain Regan's house.


"Sama, you miss me too!" reply Gina tea.


"Rindu nasi Padang, soto betawi same pastry bu Fani!" answer Fara.


Gina's tea pushed Fara's head slowly, while Fani, Nasya and Susi laughed, "opo koe, Far-Far!"


Al Fath and Fara spend the night at Fani's and Regan's captain's house, but they return to Salwa's home in the capital. Since holding Harris's land case, Salwa and Zaky have only returned 2 times to Aceh, for the rest they are here to escort the case to completion.


If this is how their lives are so normal. Al Fath drives a car, but not a war car, although it is still red.


The street refers to a complex gate, where the houses stand firm and look luxurious and large. Two security guards stood guard at the gate, even the security guard post with cctv shows that this housing is elite housing.


Until now, Fara sometimes still does not believe if he married a conglomerate child, but during his life he rarely gave alms at most zakat fitrah that never passed every year.


"Umi must have been waiting from earlier, thankfully brother did not say from the east what time."


"Yes, if you say it must have been chatty from earlier," replied Fara.


"Are you cape deck?" Al Fath saw a drowsy face on Fara's face, he rubbed Fara's head in one hand.


"Yes" answered Fara stroking her stomach.


Fara can see if the car increasingly goes into the block that contains houses with cctv. The speed of the car slowed down and stopped in one house was quite large with a tightly closed gate in dark brown.


Tittt! Titt's!


Al Fath and Fara had to wait for a while, either those who had not heard or indeed it was already night. Al Fath reached into his cell phone trying to contact the house person, while Fara who was not strong enough to withstand his sleepiness.


The gate of the house opened, revealing a girl with long hair and house clothes.


"But! Where to get Zahra. Zahra wants a dress made with Fara's sister, funny!" he took his brother's hand and salim takzim.


"Well, you bring such clothes here anyway why is it that you haven't slept at this hour?" al Fath asked his sister, considering it was past Zahra's bedtime.


"Still doing college work, getting busy!" the answer.


"Where's Fara?" zahra asked in a daze just to see Al Fath come out.


"Sleep," this brother went around the car and opened the door of Fara's car, "dek Zahra, please close the door, same lock the gate!" pinta Al Fath opened the seatbelt and carried Fara, now his wife was quite heavy not as light as before, the muscles of his hands to stand out lifting Fara.


"Yes. Hm, Kasian kak Fara to sleep that way!"


"Assynolt,"


"Waalaikumsalam," Zaky and Salwa who were still in the living room and busy with work were each surprised by the arrival of Al Fath.


"Kok didn't say umi, already nyampe the capital?!" manyunnya.


"Mi, Fara's sleeping. It's going to be her!"


"Eh, oh yeah a minute. Umi opens the door first, "Salwa helps Al Fath open the door, the room that Al Fath and Rayyan used to sleep in when visiting here, the room that became a silent witness of the growth of small Salwa to teenagers.


"From the east what time, what plane ride?" whispered in the doorway, still asking.


"It's been from the morning local time on a military plane, but to Makko first," al Fath answered Fara and followed her uminya out of the room and walked to the living room where Zaky had kept his laptop, alternating with Zahra who is now struggling with the modern tool while still cool.


"Bi," Al Fath salim takzim on Zaky.


"It's healthy you bang, how is it in the east now, safe?"


"Thank God be safe, bi."


"Bang, bang Rayyan wants to merit, really?! Playboy got a brother?!" shoot Zahra. Al Fath stamped the base of his nose.


"Has Rayyan contacted umi and abi?" ask Fath.


"Umi don't want to!" a strong rejection is given uminya while holding sidekick.


"You know, umi most do not like public figures!" hit Umi with sharp eyes.


"Mi, don't do that. Mate, death, fortune in the hands of God," Al Fath said, if this is so hard to persuade Salwa. Al Fath and Zaky must try hard to melt the heart of one of the noble women in their home.


"Dek, what if Ray's soul mate is a public figure? Does that mean you are against the power of God? Make it difficult for your own son's soul mate?" Salwa was still adamant, her face showing no signs of being blown away.


"Mi, we've known Rayyan all along. But umi knows the kids are more than anyone. Rayyan would not dare to do anything bad. If it wasn't serious, he wouldn't be asking this."


It is true, Rayyan mischief he will not dare to do something bad, let alone drop abi and uminya into the fire of hell. Just this time he insisted on marrying Erirene 'Lovely', even though Rayyan had never been serious in relationships let alone asking for the blessing of marriage.


"Gini deh, umi ask to meet the same person-umi value how Eirene, love a few days at home with Eirene so that she can know whether Eirene deserves or not to be an mummy mummy."


"Umi wants him to stop being a public figure! If he is serious, Rayyan is too!" umi hatch.


"Yes must stop here, yes, the wife of the soldier she was busy with her own career" said Zahra.


"Umi don't understand! What made Rayyan do it with him?! Beautiful, model?!" grunts scatter.


"Second, perhaps only with Eirene, Rayyan's heart was moved to seriously-" for being honest, in the depths of Salwa's heart, the deepest, he has not been able to release Rayyan especially with a public woman figure who sometimes he knows what kind of nature. There is a certain fear and affection that Salwa cannot express, because only a mother will understand the feeling.


"He is a public figure with a large income, why would he want to be the same soldier like Rayyan whose salary is not equal to his expenses, so why would he want to be with Rayyan?!" umi is still trying to find a voice.


Suddenly a sobbing is heard from Salwa, "umi is just afraid of their marriage failing. Umi was just afraid Rayyan tuh even not take care of his wife, umi was afraid Rayyan was not ready to become a priest, umi tuh was afraid that his women could not accept the conditions, the work of children umi--umi" Zaky took his wife into the arms.


"Without knowing what to fear, let go of it all. Remember, your son needs happiness, God willing we guide them, with Rayyan and Eirene as you are with Al Fath and Fara right now, your fears are the same when Al Fath is about to marry Fara," Salwa is deepening.


"But this one is different bang Za," said Salwa between the stuffing and the decking of Zaky.


"You already gini Zahra likes to be sad, umi tuh heboh bang, absurd, sometimes fierce and nyebelin. But umi tuh-- until the whole thing is the same as us," murmured Zahra hugged the brother's arm, he was almost choked with his own words.


Al Fath smiled, if necessary every day he would wash his mother's feet and kiss her, "he learned the real thing! Be proud of the family, do not like to volunteer with the same umi abi," said Al Fath rubbing Zahra's head dear.




Fara awoke from her sleep, took a bath, performed her duties as a servant, then went downstairs.



"Assalamualaikum umi,"



"Waalaikumsalam, uh-here, here son! Umi had cooked something, "the instant veiled woman invited Fara to join the dining table. He was accompanied by a housekeeper who had been cooking since dawn.



"Oh my God, Farah woke up late? Did you cook a lot of gini?"



"Neither, umi is just starting. It's just the nagging of yesterday."



Can Fara see so many menus presented, the whole is typical Acehnese food, there are Acehnese noodles, chicken catches, kuah pliek, Asam keueng, Kuah sie Iteuk, Ruti Cane, martabak Aceh.



"Al Fath likes Kuah Pliek the most" continued Umi.



"So drooling, Fara try all ya umi!" excitedly.



"By-can!"



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