A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
THE STRANGER FROM NOWHERE

The cold night rush hugged them, the noise of the aircraft engine and the wind that was split by the military plane apparently did not interfere enough with Fara's rest. Already at 22:00 east time, Al Fath and Fara re-entered the radar of the eastern land, their home.

The late night did not prevent the intention of Al Fath and Fara to immediately arrive at the battalion. The aides and subordinates picked them up longingly.

"Mother is sleeping, I ask for a little silence. He's exhausted, please take things straight to Rick's kitchen" Al Fath said.

"Ready man!"

The battalion decided to postpone the race until their leader arrived.

"This is not Rick's race?" tanya Al Fath saw no traces of excitement in the field battalion.

"Not yet sir. Wadanyon and the vice chairman of the wife union simultaneously postponed the race event until the mother and commander returned home. Except for a race that takes a long time, it has started since before" Frederick reported.

"Yes you can come back, it's late at night. I'm sorry to bother you" said Al Fath, who was already getting sleepy.

"Ready man!" they decided to retreat after putting their luggage.

Pritttt! The race participants compete to reach the finish line.

"Abang, Fara wants to join the race!" the door was already eager to rush into the crowd of battalions.

Al Fath held him back, "no shame, no! Brother grudgingly look at the deck, it's content you already rich want to break it!" point Al Fath on the stomach of Fara who has entered 7 months. Just waiting 2 more months Fara will give birth. Fara scowled, paused his intention to follow the race and chose to sit and watch the battalion do the race, even though the euphoria was so festive. Sometimes he laughed at the funny things that happened between the races.

Fara also did not hesitate to scoop up cheap food made by mothers of branches between companies in a race that was held as a jury with Al Fath and wadanyon.

"Well if the cooking is bu Hari from the company headquarters mah emang champion it feels!" Fara again scoops some of the food in the container to judge which company won.

"Tomorrow you have *bangjansana* to the border district right?" ask Al Fath.

"Yes. All leave permits with the chairman's mother and others. Let the training task be taken over by another battalion first," replied Fara not too focused on the question, he instead focused more on the food he was craving.

"This is the same shape present neat, beautiful!" point Fara at the gun company.

"Yes mom, I love the red fruit!" reply wadanyon wife.

The eastern land battalion is no less lively, the intercompany futsal competition, the volleyball of wife union mothers are group competitions held by battalions led by Al Fath. While the race is so much.

Fara flicked her steps, her space of movement was now a little limited and stiff, more sore, heavy and tense.

Not infrequently he asked Al Fath memijit him to just unravel fatigue.

"Check again when, it's been in 2 weeks, right?" al Fath asked not Fara but Kintan.

"Ready, right! Mom's schedule checks the day after tomorrow," she replied. Al Fath may be cold, busy with work but his attention and scrutiny of Fara remains number one.

The beautiful mummy was giggling with mothers, young men and girls in the border district. Their lives became more vibrant after the presence of Fara, as if bringing a fresh breeze to their arid life, especially when seeing the events of the other day in the state palace. Al Fath sat not far from Fara with the fathers accompanied by coffee and snacks.

According to the survey data, the country's tourism sector, especially eastern lands, increased after the moment of independence, the regiment also got good news if the ministry will send Fara gifts as soon as possible by hiring one of the leading mobile operators in collaboration with Telkom.

"Thank you mace for all you have given to usorang, to the eastern lands," a mother put on a traditional cloth of her district handiwork on Fara's neck. This gentle breeze this afternoon brought with it a sense of pride in themselves.

"Sa prayed that the delivery of mace will be smooth and safe," he continued rubbing Fara's stomach growing bigger.

"Aamiin, what I'm doing is nothing about what you've given for sa, a sense of family. Sa can not guarantee the lives of everyone who is here or provide material, but hopefully the little things you do can be useful for the young people here, for the quality of life in the future, mama."

"Mace," some of the girls here to greet and hug Fara.

"Please let ndan!" said Marcel interrupts their activities, making Al Fath glance at Marcel.

"Yes?"

"There are guests in the battalion of the party faction who would like to meet with the commander and his mother in particular" whispered Marcel. Al Fath nodded in understanding, "yes. I told you the same wife,"

"Awhile pace," Al Fath's permission moved from his seat.

"Daddy," call him. Fara looked around with the mothers and the young men there.

"There are people who want to meet at the battalion" whispered Al Fath.

Several people of different genders now sit in Al Fath's office.

Al Fath never left Fara's side, the two were always together. Everyone who met Fara had to pass his permission first, since the moment of independence not a few numbers who stormed Fara's cell phone either to offer him a job, cooperate, even just want to know him, even just want to know him, until now his phone was forced to be held captive Al Fath for his good.

Not infrequently articles in online or print media review the name, personal data and who the figure of Fara.

▪》*Beautiful danyon mom figure, the achiever*.

▪》*Faranisa's work is able to electrify the country and the world, the president smiled broadly at the video he made*.

▪》*Request'an gift Faranisa nudge the board members*.

▪》*This is 10 surprising facts beautiful persit mom from east land*.

▪》*Beautiful warrior wife figure, diamond from east land*.

All of that is part of the titles of many article titles on social media and news portals that highlight Fara.

Al Fath does not even hesitate to close access for anyone who ruffles his privacy life, because not infrequently he receives reports that his privacy life is now starting to be touched by others. Not only the life of Fara and Al Fath, but Fatimah to call if the village and his house are often visited by news reporters.

Coffee and cold water are served on the table, a package with puffer cake and keladi chips.

Fara reviewed her sweet smile at the intentions of the guests who came to the battalion, she glanced at Al Fath who was gallant beside her in a clothes of pride.

"Please enjoy" al Fath asked his guest.

"Thank you lieutenant" they replied.

"I am very grateful and respectful to the proposal of the father and mother, it means in the eyes of my audience is a good figure, but sorry a thousand sorry, I am just an ordinary woman with many shortcomings, not having the basics to enter the system of government. I just*stranger from nowhere* who stopped by to deliver a message and give a gift to the country, without having the intention to struggle in the system of government. Let me love my country in my own way, accompanying lieutenant colonel Al Fath, my husband as a soldier of the state from here with the citizens of the east. I have a lot of work to do here, especially with my family. How can I carry out the mandate of the community, if my only duty as a wife should I neglect, right to?" Clearly Fara refused the proposal of the party faction to take him to the senayan. They smiled, what a pity a mannered figure, with this myriad of achievements and abilities rejecting their offer.

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Note :

\* Anjangsana: a visit to relieve longing, friendship.

\* Stranger from nowhere: Strangers who came out of nowhere.