A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
GO YUK!

The president seems to understand. Without shouting or saying much, he called one of the presidential staff by his index finger.

"Wild, noted by commission V of the people's council. You hear me, ma'am?" ask the noble leader of the country and reply thumbs omen okay by the members of the people's council.

"Thank you, lope-lope is a garden of mataoan gents!" said Fara pinned a sign of love on the people's representative council there to make the audience who came to chuckle with anxiety and amused.

"Well, am I not a lope-lope like a matoa balloon?" ask the president.

"Later mad mother sir," pointed Fara with her thumb at the capital who was even whiny.

"That's nothing," the first lady muttered.

"Sir, I am faithful. Every bend is there, so later just behind, sir," reply Fara joking make the atmosphere of the palace so excited with a cheer of laughter.

"Thank you dear father and mother of the head of state, and the board of people whom I respect also for their attention and time. We wait on the eastern soil with all the hospitality" said Fara as a cover.

Fara was assisted by presidential staff to get off the podium which was already welcomed by Al Fath near the stairs.

Faranisa's name began to be known one archipelago after that moment, his figure now began to be glimpsed and surrounded almost all over the country. He and Al Fath came out of the palace with new faces.

"Sir" Fara turned to Al Fath.

"It looks like the plan to Aceh should be postponed again. Given the time and condition of your pregnancy, the eastern lands are already calling---" she said.

"Yes bang, Fara sure umi will understand. But Fara wants to stop by first to the tpu bang, make the father's visit."

Al Fath nodded, before long the car rolled into the public funeral park. Not a hero's grave garden or an elite burial complex. Just a simple ordinary funeral park near the village of Fara.

With Fara's flowers crouched down with the help of Al Fath despite the distress, he rested in front of Harris's headstone. No more words were spoken, no more sadness came out filling the air around. And there's no more cramping in the chest.

"Sir, thank you very much. Fara is equally happy here, may the father also calm there," as a child Al Fath and Fara put both hands praying for the father. The last thing that a person leaves after death apart from charity, and useful knowledge is the sholeh-sholeha child.

Fara sprinkled the flower over Harris's grave and red soil, then slightly cleaned it of weeds and dry foliage.

"After this will definitely be many who contact you deck, especially political parties!" al Fath.

"Yes. It was the father bang's ideals, but not Fara's. Father's mandate has been conveyed and entrusted earlier, the mandate that the real purpose is to advance the country, educate every layer of society, has Fara tuning. You also certainly do not want Fara to be a wife do not know themselves, Fara's duty to accompany brother on duty," this pregnant woman's smile.

Both say goodbye to Fatimah, coincidentally in the village is now being crowded by residents who are happy to hold a race to enliven the independence of the HUT.

"And! Please call him mpok!" pinta Fara on Ardan, when he did not find his nyak at home, most likely if the Fatimah nyak was in the field to see or maybe even participate in the race.

"Ready mpok!" the 10-year-old boy ran into the crowd of villagers.

"That's a big deal, Ra-Fath. So we're left out again?!" clearly visible urat longing that is still attached to the face nyak.

"Son, brother is a soldier. Not a worker who can go on vacation or homecoming. His job is to maintain the peace of the country, it is Nyak who said it himself first. Fara is here while the brother in the east has nothing to take care of. Surely healthy here, you have installed a water pump machine, so no need to bother the water brackets. Oh yes, brother has something to say, "Fara lets Al Fath talk to his mother while Fara herself glances towards the kitchen.

Fara smiled while stirring instant coffee in the glass, considering the year tomorrow can go to Hajj. The blessings and vocation of God are sometimes unexpected and unexpected. Many people who have long wanted to visit the house of God, to save for years but have not yet got a chair, while nyak? Somehow the way Allah called nyak, whereas last night Al Fath said if nyak can not go to Hajj tomorrow because the quota is full, it takes a little complicated submission and a long time in line. But this morning that decision changed, we can leave tomorrow.

Fatimah cried out in gratitude, "alhamdulillah!!!!" he cried out.

"Ntar was on a military plane, right? Ah small. Cementine in the cargo hold, watch out for forgetfulness!" said it.

"Yeah, Allahu!" Fara scratched his head does not itch, already rich home home with all brought. They say goodbye while it is still a little afternoon, to go to the house of Umi and take the items left behind.

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"You're evil, you're the same Umi! New day-um.. Ud..ma.died la.. huuuhuuu-hiks-" he said indistinctly while sobbing.

"Mi," Al Fath, Fara and Zaky try to calm Salwa down.

"Udah mi! Always like this when left his children duty," decak Zahra upset with his uminya hobby that always complicates the departure of his children.

"Dek Zahra" said Al Fath.

"Yes bang, umi's sister, yes! Won't Ray soon want to bring ka Lovely here, umi time mewek-rich girl abis left by boyfriend?!"

"Ck-umi again sad to understand, you have not fainted so rich mom how she feels. When you two abis the same country, when to Umi?! Where the granddaughter wants to be born," she sobbed.

"Kan Umi can follow there, if necessary later after the child Fath born, kekepin aja so as not to be touched anyone," said Zaky gave a false proposal.

Salwa rubbed Fara's belly dear, "be careful there. Always tell people home (family), it's a group wa not a display," grumbled umi.

Fara smiled, "yes mi."

"Later after the completion of Rayyan's business, Umi continued again to the east to dampingin lahiran. Just bring your mother,"

"Zahra too!" sewotnya afraid of being left.

"Yes!" answer umi sengak.

And a short trip this time carrying suitcases and additional boxes from parents. Fara and Al Fath are expected to return on a military plane.

Their car arrived in Makko the next day, their arrival was greeted with joy. Incidentally at this headquarters is being held a race to welcome independence so crowded.

"Mom Far! If the makeup is beautiful do not have to mewek, use the show mewek everything on tv," said Gentra.

"Be careful!" balas Fara's.

"Cool mom!" Andre.

"Where is this?" tanya Al Fath might mean Dilar, bang Yo, and Regan.

"According to the race in Makko field, tuh!" pointer Gentra, in the field it was being held a balloon jogged couple race.

"Pantesan om both do not follow. Apparently this race is forbidden for singles!" fara Laughter. Seeing bang Yo who sometimes diomeli his wife makes singles laugh out loud.

"But! Dengerin mother, stiff very jognya!" shouted Dilar on the edge of the room, would like Joseph to curse if not being with his wife. The sound of whistles, the excitement of the event became an entertainer on the sidelines of state duties.

Al Fath and Fara decided to say goodbye to General Wicak in the office, seeing a row of tumpeng works by mothers of branches between companies that were being contested. Fara and Fath became increasingly aware of the battalions in the east, there was a sense of longing, worried about wanting to go home, their responsibilities as leaders who thrashed to ask back to the east.

"What about our house?" asked Fara to ask the battalion, now the eastern battalion is his home and the battalion's citizens are his family.

"Go home yuk! Our house is waiting" replied Al Fath.

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