A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
GO BACK TO HIS HOUSE

Fara's agenda today is to sign the papers and hand over her father's land certificate.

He rubbed a full bundle of paper in the map that validated the patent if the land was indeed the property of the father. His hand shook to receive the decree.

"Break it!!"

"Fara! O Allah the cave boy is already distended, healthy lu Ra?!" there is no longing greater than the miss of Fara and Nyak at this time.

"O Allah, you are more beautiful, more fat Ra. Thank God you take care there, mind cave-lu eat the same thing there Ra, hard rice, hard to taste ma salted fish! Afraid of skinny kids, but now it's a big fart!" back to kissing his daughter. Al Fath poked his lips to see Fara's bubbling face.

"The grandson of this cave, may not be a rich casting of his mother first," elus in the stomach of Fara, speech more in the form of an outpouring of a mother's heart.

Al Fath, Umi and Zaky chuckle at this interaction.

"Thank you Mr. Jaki, Miss Salwa, Path-" he said with a thick tongue of the village.

"Neak, that tongue can be snatched first use rubber hgga. F is not P, Z is not J,"

The plot!

They grimaced as Fatimah knocked on Fara's head.

"Tongue, tongue-tie! It's up to you to call what,"

"Eh, Ra. The villagers on nanyain you! When do you stay at home with Path, nyak already koar-koar aja mantu handsome commander want to go mondok!"

Fara glanced at Al Fath asking for an answer, "may! Today," he answered. Salwa wanted to make a sound but Zaky was detained which shook his head to make Salwa undo his intention, Fara and Al Fath did not belong to Salwa one, both still have another mother.

"Umi, tonight Fara is equally willing to spend time in the house," Fara knows how Salwa, she just wants her in-laws to feel appreciated and allow them without any jealousy.

"Yes, you can dong! Time cannot be, Fatimah's mother is an umi ghost, Fath's mother is also now" replied Salwa wisely.

Fara did not expect Denawa's case to drag a number of officials including the Colonel Pamungkas, captain Arjuna, several council members, judges, and prosecutors. While reading the evidence of assets belonging to the suspects, there was tucked LUXURY CLUB AND BAR in the dark assets belonging to the judge.

Al Fath smiled, his feeling and General Wicak was right if the club and bar had backing.

Fara and Al Fath and Nyak, different directions of the car with the umi, abi, and om Afrian.

Al Fath is still waiting for 'nyak who got off the car to ask permission to park the car in one of the houses that has a large garage. Understandably the house 'nyak into the rat alley, not allowing for cars to enter, let alone parking.

"Meaning later, you should start thinking about building a house on the ground in Thamrin, so that later we can park the car, make a garage!" al Fath said in the car to Fara.

"White from where bang, his job is just selling wet cakes. The land in Thamrin has agreed that it will never be sold. Umi also said not to be sold, because the business potential is large. Oh yes, it has been built there, how is the status bang? Any dispute?" ask Fara.

Al Fath nodded, "yes. Om Afrian now again found out who has a cafe, barber shop, same restaurant laundry there. The land they rent is yours. It is up to you to build a house, business, or indeed still want to rent," explained Al Fath.

"How's your good brother?" ask Fara.

"According to my brother, it's good to build a business. Make future investments, make your costs too so you don't have to be tired of selling cakes again. When you retire, we live to enjoy old age without having to mess around with financial problems," he replied rubbing the cheeks of Fara, the business spirit of Zaky and Salwa flowing profusely in the da rah Al Fath.

"Hm, kaya nyak will not want to deh. You know, the money you often send for 'nyak never 'nyak use. Most kepake just fit kepepet not feeling well, he said for Hajj savings," explained Fara.

"Will I take the Hajj?" asked Fath raising his eyebrows sideways, Fara nodded.

"Again trying to register next year, who knows there's still a quota."

"Huh?! Can that be it?"

Al Fath contacted a relative of Abi Zaky who worked at the Directorate General of PHU (Ditjen of Hajj and Umrah) Ministry of Religious Affairs.

Nyak is back, while Al Fath is still making his call.

"Look Fath, Ra-can do a day's stuff!"

"Sutta!" Fara put her index finger in front of her mouth.

"Why? Another yak call? Oh!" nyak immediately lowered his tone.

"Neither, buy mosquito repellent first. Ntar malem can't sleep with a lot of mosquitoes!" Fara got out of the car.

"Tomorrow! Let's see you all Cing Dena!" take it, Fara asked permission to Al Fath who got the nod.

When Al Fath came back, it was done with his call.

"Fath, just parked there! In the garage," he said, Al Fath agreed to put the official car into the garage of one of the neighbors.

The three walked together towards the house while chatting, visible differences in body posture Al Fath the most sturdy, large and tall than Fara and Nyak, all three enjoy the afternoon in crowded villages, rat alleys are sometimes filled with children playing and mothers who chat with other neighbors just enjoy the rest of the day.

"Scan! Ra!" shouted some neighbors including the mpok Ayu welcomed Fara.

"Mmd!!! Cegg!! Aaaa!" they were screaming hysterically.

"Allahuakbar, the cave is already bloated! How many months Ra, masyaAllah, wrestling!" hug them.

"For 7 mpok, cing!"

"Yeee, knock Fara back oyyyy!" shouted the children of his neighbors running around welcoming Fara, an adult girl who at the age of 22 years still often play marbles with the village children in the field owned by Pak Haji.

"Mmd!!! Udah so bini arrogant army, never play mound/marbles again here. Never go back and forth!" said Ardan son of Ayu mpok.

"Child mpok nih if you say, if the cave can lipet you in the suitcase, will cave lipet Dan, the name is also the duty of the country where it can be turned as good as jidat!" reply Fara on Ayu's mpok.

"Mpok, how good is it not to be an army guy?! Zam-zam wants to be a soldier so he can shoot the enemy, rich yesterday on the news!" another sahut made Al Fath widen his smile, most of the ideals of small children are idolizing the officers without knowing what they went through while being soldiers.

"Asikkk! Zam wants to be a soldier, so he can ride a steel tank! Ride in a car that can make the same missiles as a helicopter ride!" shouts splashy.

"Sandi also ah! Want to be a soldier!"

"Learn first!" nyak.

"Select to be a soldier, doesn't anyone want to be a grotto-rich graphic design scholar?" fara sewot's.

"So ah! Mpok Fara aja ngapain, his work here and there is not clear, even the tip of the pot trade. Can't get it! Every day scolded by Fatimah too until thrown flip-flops!" they laughed at everyone there, including Al Fath.

"Si-@lan lu!" fara Hiss.

"Sir commander," Ayu's smile was answered by Al Fath's smile.

"Ohhh, Ra! You're such a handsome saaloh!" muttered Ayu's mpok on Fara, making Fara laugh, "wrap the mpok!"

"Ra, come by the house ! Ncing make cucur cake, said Nyak lu, today you are back here, so the cave makes!" abugn. These were the neighbors whose status was someone else's to Fara, but their brotherhood overcame da rah's.

"Thank you ncing! Later Fara stopped by," Fara hugged her neighbor's sense of brother.

"Udeh, the son of the cave master wants to rest first! Go to the house and still have a chat!"

Al Fath still hasn't stopped laughing given the innocent remarks of the children who said that Fara is unemployed and unemployed in their own way.

"What the hell is laughing! Feel the disgrace!" sewot Fara's. They went into the house that was still the same condition, only it was neater than the last time Fara lived here, everything was leaked and many patches have been tidied up.

Al Fath slightly lowered his head into the house, because his head fit perfectly at the entrance goal boundary.

The same shabby chair that Al Fath once sat in when he proposed to Fara with his family, he sat down and circulated the view to every corner of the house that was not so wide.

"Rest already. Change clothes first! Ra, make Fath drink first!" pinta entered her room.

"Yak! Ahhh, this house is still the same! Kirain is a big house!" his cock went into the kitchen.

"Abang if you want to change your clothes into Fara's room, look out for any wrong entry into nyak's room!" yelled Fara from behind.

"Yes," answered Al Fath, he went up and opened the nearly rusty door handle where Fara used to sleep. Since marrying Fara, he has never known the state of his naughty wife's room.

A slightly worn wooden bed with foam mattress number 2 neat and cold like never slept. The study table is no less old than the bed and wooden cabinets with a mirror in front of it become the next sight. He commented on the smile when he saw the beautiful and sweet face of Fara plastered on the wall during graduation with kebaya peach wearing toga and holding a certificate accompanied by nyak.

A poster of motivational words in the front right corner of the mattress. Maybe the goal is that the words he saw when he first woke up, became an encouragement for his day. Two picture frames contain a small photo of Fara at the birthday event that is collated with the photo when Fara High School, looks beautiful but tomboyish. And the other middle-aged man in a '90's shirt, Al Fath guessed it was his father.

"Bang," Fara opened the door of the room that opened slightly with a cup of sweet tea.

"There's no Gayo coffee, no sweet tea." Fara put a coffee cup on the study table and sat on the side of the bed beside Al Fath.

"This is not going to collapse, Fara guarantees!" chortled.

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