AZZAMS
Curatan Arsy

Entering the seventh semester, meaning Azzam and his other colleagues are already at level IV. They got a new rank, namely Sermatutar or Sergeant Major One Taruna. In addition to being preoccupied with attacking practicum clothes and preparing for the final task, they also got the task of guiding their juniors during training.

Azzam walked towards the dormitory building where the cadets lived. Tonight he was on picket duty and had to check the cadets if they had entered his room. He went to every floor, asking the cadets who were also at the night picket, guarding the dormitory.

Midshipmen on picket duty stand guard on every floor. They had to make sure all the cadets had entered their respective rooms after the sound of bells. Azzam climbed the stairs to the third floor. There two cadets were already on guard. They sat behind a table placed near the stairs. The two immediately stood up and saluted Azzam.

“Have you guys checked every room?’

“Siap, not yet.”

“Why?”

There is no answer from either. They deliberately delayed checking, waiting until all his colleagues entered the room, and then did a check. But Azzam came sooner than expected. The tier II cadet could do nothing when Azzam punished him.

“Position push up!”

The two immediately took a push up position on the floor. Azzam gave his cues. They do push ups until Azzam asks to stop. After doing 30 push ups, Azzam asked them to stop. The man then walked over to inspect the cadets' room.

Azzam opened one of the rooms, he said, a switch that was near the door. The cadets are asleep. The man turned off the lights and came out of the room. He then went to another room. Just like earlier, he turned on the room lights. A cadet slept in an orange flight uniform. Azzam immediately woke up the cadets.

“Build!” exclaim Azzam while shaking the shoulder of the cadet. The young man woke up from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes for a moment. His consciousness has not yet fully returned.

“Why are you sleeping in uniform?”

“Siap. Sleepy, brother.”

“Change your uniform. Quickly put on pajamas. Later I check again, if not changed, I am legal!”

“Ready!”

Azzam came out of the room, then checked the other room. No one commits another offense on the third floor. The man continued his inspection to the fourth floor. He opened one of the rooms whose lights were still on. A cadet wearing a t-shirt and shorts was just about to go to sleep.

“Why are you wearing shirts and shorts? Want to exercise?”

“Ready, no, sis.”

“Pajama change!”

“Ready!”

Azzam came out of the room. He went back to the examination. After being sure no cadets were breaking, the man walked out of the dorm building. He went to his post, Garuda 2. There Seno was waiting for him. He was a picket with his best friend.

“Where, safe?” ask Seno.

“Biasalah, some overslept wear uniform.”

“Kaya si Zaka first, hahaha.”.

Azzam smiled when remembering the early days of his education. Zakaria is often punished by push-ups because he often falls asleep wearing a uniform. Sometimes the man is caught by the coach or his senior has not slept after the bell rings.

“Says CWP training now to Japan, huh?” ask Seno.

“Iya.”

“Wah, cool. If not a cadet, not necessarily I can go abroad. Have you been to Japan, Zam?”

“Entertainment. Three times.”

“Ngapain also I asked you ever or not, yes definitely ever lah.”

Seno chuckled while patting her forehead. For a family of conglomerates like Azzam definitely traveling abroad is not something strange. Azzam stood up from his seat, then invited Seno to go around. It's time they went on patrol.

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Azzam was busy doing his job in his flat room. His attention was diverted from the laptop in front of him, to the phone lying not far from the laptop. A smile was imprinted on his face when he saw the caller was his older brother, Arsy. Azzam quickly answered the call.

“Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam. Zam... You again what?” ask Arsy from across the street.

“Again tasks, kak.”

“Now is a holiday. You're not on a cruise?”

“Ngga, sis. Many tasks. Want to finish the task first. Moreover, Monday want no practicum also.”

“What practice?”

“Aircraft systems.”

“Zam.”

“What's up, brother?”

“You have a bad time no, hear my curhatan?”

“I always have time for brother. What's up, sister?”

Azzam got up from his seat, then headed for his bed. He chose to lie down on the bed to straighten his back. He spent three hours in front of the laptop. Talking with Arsy used him to rest for a while.

“I want to marry, Zam.”

“Aalhamdulillah's. Who's the same, brother?”

“Mas Irzal, grandson of his friend's grandfather. Grandpa has trapped me, keep making me marry him.”

“Guess how, sis?”

Arsy told of the trap committed by Abi. He and Irzal are trapped in the rooftop of Humanity Corp. Last night the girl had to spend time with Irzal. And the next night, Abi invited all concerned to his house and forced himself to marry Irzal.

“But while on rooftop, she doesn't mess with sister?”

“Ngga. He's very polite. He even made a room divider using a sofa. I'm sure, my grandfather dared to trap him both in the rooftop because he knows what kind of person he is. He is beautiful, Zam, really use even.”

“Well the problem where? Nice dong if the chosen soul matein grandfather, good man.”

“But I'm not ready for marriage, Zam. I also don't know how he feels about me. Where the wedding is just two months away. I'm confused.”

“Ngapain confused anyway, brother? Salat istikharah aja. If he is a big brother's soul mate, brother wants to avoid anywhere, must be back to him. On the contrary, if he is not a big brother, let grandfather do anything, still you guys will not be together.”

“Yes too anyway. Oh yes. bang Zar there is your phone, no?”

“Ngga. Why, sis?”

“He also had problems. Actually he is not the one who got in trouble, just indirectly he took part.”

“Means?”

Arsy told me about Renata. The story begins when Renata slanders Zar, until later the woman is harassed by Richie and his three other friends. The night of the abuse, Renata asks Zar for help. But the man ignored him.

“Definitely bang Zar feeling guilty.”

“Iya.”

“Now the condition of brother Rena, how?”

“Udah better. She lives at KiJo's house now.”

“Kok can?”

“Rena was suicidal. KiJo remembers his twin brother who died by suicide. Hence KiJo ngajak Rena stay at home.”

“KiJo has a twin?”

“Iya, I also just found out. How are you yourself? What are some activities?”

“Front month we want to practice Forced Wahana Cakra in Japan.”

“What exercise is it?”

“Sort of aircraft navigation exercises, sis. I also explained that my brother would not understand,” Azzam chuckled.

“Yes, talk to others. I met Soraya.” yesterday

Arsy's story about Soraya flows right away. Azzam seemed enthusiastic to hear the story about his best friend. They last met in the last week. It felt like I missed too, I hadn't seen Soraya in a long time.

“You if you like Soraya, do not over time, Zam. If you have finished education, at least the Soranya is booked first. Fiancee first.”

“I haven't thought there yet, brother. After the inauguration, I will continue the education of pilots one and a half years.”

“I mean, you're talking to him. Let him wait, that's loh.”

“I also don't know how I feel about Sora. I dare not promise, because my own feelings are not certain.”

"Just make sure you feel."

The conversation between Arsy and Azzam continued. There are a lot of things that both of them talk about. Hearing the voice of the older brother, at least can reduce his longing for the family.

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Responding to comments about the cost of free education that he said hoaxes and some have to pay, once the school is free. My acquaintance's son is also a cadet at AAL and is free. But if someone uses money, yes understand, the name is also the country of Wakanda, even if there are naughty people.Also the selection is very tight.