A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
FARANISA'S HATRED

The glint of his father's fate immediately twisted clearly in Fara's brain, making his anger back overflowing, the eyes of sadness and disappointment clearly reflected in the face of this beautiful girl.

Fara did not answer, he was silent a thousand languages by occasionally swallowing saliva like he was swallowing a bitter pill, his eyes were already glazed and then he rubbed the rough corner of the eye through the gap of the glasses.

"For you! It is certain that it will be processed," said Al Fath turned to the perpetrator.

"And you're Ra,"

"Have the national anthem sing, and" another person came up with the idea.

Fara was silent, he did not press the demand of these ijo beans.

"Ra, hear me?" His gaze he turned to Al Fath, full of hate.

Let alone singing the national anthem, his tongue was confused and numb, he also almost forgot the lyrics and rhythm.

"Thank you" replied Fara.

"Can't you sing?" ask Al Fath's teammates.

"You want to tell me anything you can, but not with it! Not with respect to the flag, not with anything related to nationalism!" push Fara raw.

"I'm pushing up here!"

Does he hate the country he is in? Wh why?

At the moment of the inner debate of Fara and Al Fath, suddenly ran from the outside 'nyak with a look of panic and worry.

"Fame!!!"

"Fame!!!"

They turned their heads even though his mother was detained by special forces teams outside.

"Scan! It's 'like me, don't do it!" sewot Fara's.

"Let Zen alone" said Al Fath, he entered and immediately embraced Fara.

"What did Ra do, what's wrong?" Fara shook her head, "don't know!"

No!"

Even Al Fath to the surprise of the mother snapped Fara's head hard, "what 'say words! Not golput! You're being punished by the father of the army!"

The detachment team poked her lips at the woman who had just looked at her commander full of dislike now even like a hawan duck child because of her own mother's interest.

"Year it! This is not a golput problem ah!" Fara rubbed her head.

"Soldier brother, what's wrong with my son? Is it because he likes golput to be punished?" asked Al Fath with a worried face.

Al Fath smiled, "not mother,"

"Fara's just the wrong target, so it's secured."

"That's a cry!" sewot Fara has funny lips.

"Udah ah, Fara wants to go home! If you do this, Fara will not take a holiday! Tomorrow no need to shop at the market again, eager to meet the president, until his son is evicted from bed!" Fara took over her mother's shopping cart.

"It's over, isn't it?"

"Your credit is still saved, then take it to Mako! As a sign of proof,"

He sighed, "take no need! Who's wrong who should take it!" he rotated his eyeballs, got up with his mother and came out without permission.

"Ck, tsk, tsk! So how's Ndan?" ask Zen.

"Take him to the reo, let him get cracked up!" Al Fath got up and put his sunglasses back in his pocket.

Staring at the back of Fara who embraces the mother is getting away until lost swallowed by public transportation.

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Al Fath lay with the fold of his hand as a pillow, one hand holding the identity of Fara, he raised it in the air, the more the day this girl made a lieutenant colonel Al Fath curious, "what's the past?" his mind was confused with the matter of Fara, the look of Fara's eyes this morning was ringing in the mind, the eyes were the window of the heart very clearly Fara was feeling angry, disappointed, and sad.

Among the confusion, Al Fath's phone reads, "umi?"

Assalamualaikum, th,

(..)

Umi in Jakarta?

That night Al Fath gave up his intention to visit Fara's house, he preferred to go home. Hopefully he still memorized the streets, it seems like mr. letkol more memorized the streets in the forest than the way to his uminya house that was raised in Jakarta.

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Finished with the work affairs Al Fath decided to exit Headquarters, and,

"You're out ndan?"

Al Fath nodded stiffly, after the gate opened he drove the matic motorcycle towards the address listed on Fara's identity card.

He went down the streets of the capital wide and branched, sometimes asking questions also because apparently the princess sleeps in a rabbit alley. Until the motorcycle tyre brought him into the suburban village in the capital, quite crowded and crowded.

"Assynnya!" Al Fath parked his motorbike right in front of the door of the house so small alley of houses here, it is certain that the motor will block other road users if not inserted into the terrace 1.5 meters Fara house.

"Glamma!" answer one from within.

He was quite surprised by the arrival of Al Fath, until his eyebrows touch each other showing shock and confusion.

"This is the father of the army yesterday?" apparently the memory of 'strongly rich elephant memory.

"I'm Al Fath ma'am," turns out that a steady body and high rank does not make her feel more noble than a mother. The proof of this man salim takzim on 'nyak even though the hands of the 'nyak do not know the former terasi or salted fish.

"Oh sir, my hands stink, dirty!" answer 'nyak immediately hid his hand to the back of the body.

"Well, ma'am, I'm sorry to ask you this is Faranisa Danita's house?"

"Get in, sir, come in! Sit down, don't be out there, it's not good." Nyak invited Al Fath to enter, the sturdy figure initially refused especially when 'nyak said that Fara was not at home.

"That's it, ma'am, thank you. It just so happened that the weather was hot to be cool," immediately Fara's mother went into the kitchen to just make sweet tea, even though only sachet teabags were there.

He returned with a cup of sweet tea in hand, "eh ma'am. Don't bother. I'm just here to give you Faranisa's, '" Al Fath said.

"With nothing sir, there is only tea at the same rate," replied the mother smiling awkwardly.

Emhhh, what a handsome masyaallah! Very cave to be made into a ghost! mind's anxious.

"His mother hasn't come home yet?" al Fath said while sipping tea, for him he used to drink tea bags like this, because he also had it in his green house.

"Yes, let it be said that the children of the males are bored when they wake up. Keep talking about the origin of the plaques, but he's a baek kok sir. Don't you dare macem-macem," I'm Fara's mother, uh wait! This is again child promotion, right?

Al Fath comments on the smile if you remember Fara, since knowing Fara he became exposed to the syndrome S3 as comfortable as a sueeee smile.....Rich new orgil. Maybe later before serving OMP (war military operation) he should immediately check himself out in case he does not pass the requirements.

His brows furrowed remembering Fara's words yesterday that made Al Fath turn the brain to the somersault.

"Mom, I'm sorry if I offended privacy. May I ask?" al Fath said a little leaning.

"Yes, may sir."

"Did Fara or the people around Fara ever feel like going to jail?" al Fath asked carefully, not usually this lieutenant sir kepo, the symptoms of the mothers of the sheepong.

'Nak seemed to think but then the look of the old face was seen staring at the nyalang Al Fath, "why is it sir? Did the kid 'get in trouble yesterday, or before? Let's 'nyak the law sir, do not let Fara enter bui sir," he worried.

"Oh hing-ngga-engga! Not at all!"

"Fara is good mom, she's hardworking, she's a responsible woman, especially the same mom, she looks good, too,"

"Iye, although you could say he does not like the same police, the same government, the same country. But 'true guarantee the child 'nyak not dare macem-macem,"

The bait! Benak Al Fath's.

"If you know, why is that? Maybe I can help?" reply Al Fath persuasive, this is a basic tactic to get information from the opponent without him knowing if he has been trapped.

"His father died in prison."

Al Fath's forehead folded, "died?"

"Suami 'nyak sebutkan inheritance with his brother, even though the land already has its parts. The land letter is also in Babehnya the Fara. They fight until they report to each other. But do not know why PTN won her brother Babeh Fara, even report back because of being accused of falsifying the land letter, all evidence of the udeh witness came in but as if it was all meaningless, babehnya the Fara was sentenced to 3 years in prison, land was taken, Babeh Fara had high blood cholesterol," the woman looked down rubbing the corner of her eyes with the tip of the clothes she was wearing.

"His health is declining, ampe dies in the cell! He said si, heart attack. Yes understand sir, the name eating in prison so, the effect of mind stress too! Where we are small people, there is no such thing as privileged in sono, already rich gembel aja!" he straightened his face again trying to toughen up.

"Would you try to appeal or ask for a waiver? Then what's the land case, ma'am?" al Fath is getting curious.

"Kite mah a small citizen sir, different just like the money. Try to be sincere aje! Want to report the negligence is also not possible to win, from there Fara does not like the same name of law, state, government, police may also be sorry including the army...especially if there are help-help so like misdirected right sir?! Many people are up there on the corruption of public money" explained the middle-aged woman.

"How many times did Fara try to wake up, there was a single aje that knocked him down!" 'nyak took Ktp Fara on top of the knee-length wall that became the barrier between the terrace and the road.

"Hm," Al Fath understood now with his condition.

"I'm sorry if I've sassy ma'am" said Al Fath.

"Oh, nothing sir. As if there will be a ngerti Fara condition, without judging first if he is a less aj ar country because he likes golput.." nyak chuckles, as well as Al Fath.

⁇ ️ IN THE TIGER CAGE, SAID THE FARA

The girl walked in, after passing the examination drama first, finally this girl was invited to enter it even by asking for help from Fani.

"Which house, forgot the cave!" Fara recalls the characteristics of mes Al Fath, as far as the eyes look at the house here all green. Long-time motorized vehicles they are also rich ijo go jek.

"Why not polkadot!" dumbling.

"Everything whose yard is empty is leaping a rich aki-aki mouth," he said monologue.

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