A Faithful Oath At the End of a Rifle
FARA'S STRUGGLE

"Still long enough. What distance from home is it far?" ask doctor Margaret.

"Quite far away doc," answered Fara weakly, then Fara tidied back her pants, great desire to be like other women who cry, ask husband to come immediately, spoiled ria, asking for this and that, he said, then complained of all the pain, but Fara had to be as firm as a rock and as strong as the earth.

"Then I suggest you to stay here, ma'am," at a time like this, Fara must think wisely, think about the good and bad decisions that she will take. The doctor opened the door which was immediately welcomed by the invasion of the two aides of Fara, both of whom stepped into the doctor's room to find out the condition of the superior.

"How's doc?" ask Kintan.

"Have entered aperture 4," Marcel looked at Kintan not so understood by the doctor's speech.

"How long is the time until the opening is complete?" tanya Kintan turned her gaze to Fara who was now busy struggling with her pain.

"It's still a long time, about 6 hours. But if indeed the distance between the house and the hospital is far, I recommend just stay in the hospital, because it does not rule out the possibility, labor can be faster than the estimated time,"

Kintan approached Fara, without any preparation and equipment, a little confused.

"Mom, how?" ask Kintan.

"I stay here, Ntan. Doc--" call Fara.

"Yes ma'am, then I prepare - can ask someone to come with me for the data administration process?" Fara asked Kintan to take care of her data administration.

"Mom, am I calling the commander now?"

"Don't om first," Fara glanced at the watch in her hand, "lunch time is over, that means my brother has been in service again. Let it go first, Fara wants to ask Marcel for help! Bring the delivery equipment, Fara has prepared near the workspace brother, in the blue bag. Taro goods from the car to the kitchen, yes, um," he said racing with pain.

"But ma'am, if I don't report later the commander gets angry."

"Let's say I asked," explained Fara occasionally closed and wiped her sweat.

"Can be spit it om, this is Fara's subordinate already sembes. Wet---" beg him half whimpering.

"Ready ma'am!" before long, Marcel half ran out of the room towards the parking lot, and rushed home. He gasped like a demon, penetrated the city to reach the battalion immediately.

Al Fath contacted Marcel but unfortunately the young man did not pick up his call.

"Where is this guy!" grunts Al Fath upset, holding his cell phone. Al Fath switched to contacting his subordinates.

"Hallo!"

"Tis, please check! Are you home or not, is the car back or not? Report it to me immediately" he asked.

"Ready man!"

But before long Marcel who was more aware of the responsibility decided to contact his superiors.

"This is it!" decak Al Fath's.

"Where are you Cel?!" sentak Al Fath's.

"Ready wrong! Sorry just now the commander's call didn't get lifted."

Al Fath's forehead is wrinkled, "where is my wife?"

"Report, mom's in the hospital. Predicted to soon give birth, according to doctors already openings 4!" report it.

"What?!! Why are you saying it now!!" snapped Al Fath on the other end of the phone.

"Readily wrong! Mother who asked not to disturb the commander while on duty."

"Now give the phone to my wife!" he said, it was clear the tone of worried speech from Al Fath.

"Mother was in the hospital and, while I was on my way to the battalion to pick up maternity supplies" Marcel said.

"Yes already. I turned off the phone to call Kintan!"

His face may be cold, flat, but his hands and heart are already trembling, "Rick! From here, we go straight to the hospital. I'm asking for the same info as Kintan!" the man was panicked, while a phone call called Kintan.

"Ready man!"

"Where's mom?" shoot him directly when Kintan raised the call, not yet Kintan said hello, Al Fath hunt cut him. Heard by her Kintan calling Fara, "mom, the commander called."

"Assalamualaikum brother," he replied weakly. And immediately all the energy he had felt lost somewhere to hear a weak voice there.

"Dek Fara in which hospital?"

"Have you finished your job? Did you have lunch?" not the answer Fara gave but the question. Al Fath pinched the base of his nose which was already feeling hot.

"Deck deck."

"Where is she now?"

"Hospital---"

Al Fath immediately rushed with Frederick to the hospital, without asking any more questions afterwards. All he thought about after the job ended was to immediately accompany Fara. A black watch on the wrist that shows at 4pm local time. If even longer, his heart could explode right now due to feeling an erratic heartbeat. Fortunately, he was not out of town.

No longer walking, he almost half ran to find the room where Fara was, if he could he would blow up from outside with a grenade so that all the walls were destroyed and it would be easier to find his wife.

Ceklek, the big hand opened the door handle of the room nuanced white, mint green, and accented pink baby.

There was only Marcel there, but it was clear behind the bathroom door that two women were talking.

"I'm sorry, Ntan, so troublesome, sshhhhhh!"

"It's okay mom, it's my job."

"But this is outside the administrative duties of the office,"

"I don't mind, even I'm happy to do it if it's the guy's mom."

"Mother in the bathroom, ndan." Marcel said to unravel the tension.

"Sir," call Al Fath behind the bathroom door.

"Abang," The tough woman trembled, her eyes so soft. Al Fath immediately took over Fara and gently kissed her forehead which felt a little salty due to sweat.

"Sorry just came, what's sick deck? Would you like to take your brother to bed?"

Fara shook her head, "the doctor said to him. Let the poor grandpa run, astagfirullahal'adzim-sshhhh," he groaned struggling with pain, for whatever was in the earth and sky, the sentence istighfar as a grenade exploded in Al Fath's ear.

Unknowingly he held Fara in his arms, "the branch could not feel what was felt, but seeing you all this way know if this was very painful,"

Fara gripped the strong uniform of Al Fath until her nails whitened, she even hissed and grimaced more intensely now as if she was stirring up the pain she was feeling. The bottom that has been fitted with a hook by Kintan earlier can only cover up to the calf.

"Astaghfirullah, sshhhh--" Fara closed in, biting her lower lip and sobbing in silence, this is the bet on a mother's life. Fara's grip moved into Al Fath's hands, the two grasping each other with Fara firmly grasping the pain.

"Allahuakbar," in Al Fath's heart wept, powerless to see Fara who was fighting for the prospective baby, so hard a woman passed through all this.

"Have you eaten?" Fara nodded, "so had time to eat the military rations."

"You nyemil?" Fara shook her head, her taste suddenly gone somewhere.

"Fara just wants to talk to me the same, umi" he replied.

Al Fath put the phone in front of the bedside table with Fara standing in front of him, while Al Fath incised Fara's waist at the request of the future mother.

The roar of tears is inevitable when the faces of both mothers are present on the mobile phone screen.

"Assalamualaikum, umi-nayak. Fath and Fara asked for her prayers for the smooth delivery. The doctor said it was in the opening 4 at 1 pm east time," said Al Fath, because Fara could not withstand the pain and haru.

"Oh Allah Ra!" nyak is stunned to see Fara, while Umi..

"The chips, umi think it's still a long time. If you have to cancel all appointments, umi try the phone abi to leave tomorrow. Mrs Fatimah, I'm getting ready to pick you up in the morning!"

"Mi, nothing. Do not interfere with the business of umi and abi, if it is already scheduled,"

"Wlt-ngga! We are free this week. Intentionally umi lasalin because umi tau labor sometimes likes to deviate from hpl," Al Fath to forget the woman has given birth 3 times, of course she is more experienced.

"Yes mi,"

"Fara, the strong neng. I know Fara is a strong woman, whatever Fara hadepin is, how much pain it is - I know Fara can be!" his words had sobbed there, could not bear to see Fara's pale face.

Fara cried, as soon as the atmosphere turned into a day in this room, as well as Kintan who was loyal there with Frederick and Marcel.

"Nayak, Fara just knew the taste of the lava. Sakhhitttt--maafin Fara who likes to make a cry, make a sore and angry. Fara asked for a do'a nyak,"

"Yes neng. Sorry can't nemenin you there when Fara is rich gini,"

"That's okay, sshhhhhh," the grip was strong, Fara tired-it's been 3 hours like this.

"Fara, umi tau Fara is a strong woman, Fara is a tough woman who is suitable to be a mummy, so the wife of a soldier. God willing, God will make the way easy, do'a we always poured out for Fara, Fath and grandchildren there."

"Thank you, sorry Fara is still too lacking so the mummy-umi-" her great-grandson is getting weaker and raucous. They are not there, but still present to strengthen Fara.

Time keeps rolling, "eat first! A bribe brother?!" Fara nodded despite not having nav ssuu at all, his strength was almost drained, lest later not be left to push.

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