Equatorial Eagle Love Maneuver
CINTA~PART 62 MANEUVER

After a great deal of hostage drama, explosions, shootings and terrorism, Zea believes one thing now, she was created to be a soldier's wife, or just be Superman's wife.

Since his arrival to the homeland, Zea did not want to talk much about the issue of terror acts of isism in the country of three lions, he said, he just wants to close the old sheet that has been torn and welcome a new day that he believes is as bright as a 15-watt bulb. He also does not need cipika cipiki on the lecturer at the former campus there just for parting, just say thanks and see you next time, because almost some of the lecturers are old men.

Natalie, the last she heard was that Natalie had suffered serious burns and was being treated by her family. Several times Zea had called and talked to Natalie who looked like a mummy in ancient Egypt, wrapped in bandages here and there. Stay embalmed, continue to enter the sarcophagus.

Tiredness and busyness lately, making Zea's resting rations reduced. And returning home to his revenge to rest in peace, not to bury in his dreams and ideals, Zea just mengikhlaskan the path given by God for him, however strong he maintained, but if God's destiny was not impartial, then God also strongly distanced Zea from what became his ambition.

The sound of alarm until inaudible in Zea's ears is so deep and comfortable he, whether Zea's ears are clumped with dirt as he is washed must wear a crowbar, just sleep this time is really delicious.

"Dark, Zea!" back the voice of the mother is the natural alarm.

"Don't you go to the military's administrative office today?" mama Rieke opened the curtains of the room until the sunlight that originally peeked timidly now showed its power with such a bright light, "you don't have dawn?! Astagfirullah! Wake up!"

*Kebetthhh*!

In a single motion using deep energy, Rieke's mother pulled out a Zea blanket, making the caterpillar in it squirm, "mami ih!" he lamented, "what time is it, how is the dawn of earth so beautiful this anyway?" but Zea's eyes were not yet fully opened.

"The body said," mama Rieke murmured, "is it dawn that you've collapsed? So it's 7 o'clock?" asked Mama Rieke, instantly eyelids that still feel sticky because of the mixture of belek plus mascara. Consciousness that has not been fully accumulated is forced to pull and suck in order to return into his body.

"Argghhh ciloko!" Zea jumped right out of bed, "mami! Why didn't you wake up from that!" he was confused looking for a towel, suddenly he had amnesia where to store the dryer on that one.

Mama Rieke could only snort, "hem. Continue from earlier alarm you screams until hoarse what is the use? Basically, your ears are rich sleeping police! Tomorrow the alarm is tempelin in the ear, let it be horrified!" his nag.

"How about being a soldier's wife, wake up this afternoon?" he added again, feeling less satisfied if the belom abis until basic. Zea could only hear as she busily got ready inside the bathroom, "wake no ya, shower no?" his murmur counted fingers which was certain the answer would be odd, "shower, bergga, bathe, hingga, bathe...."

He kissed his own ketek, "right no asem, left asem a little." He's doing frstutations, "take 10 seconds!"

He ran with dry hair, yep! It is not shampooing, not important papa still fragrant, not musty smell pillow. Just the front, Zea deliberately wrapped his bangs with roll'an, he also supplies his makeup tools in the bag so that later touch up in the car only.

Running here and there looking for shoes, Kinanti laughed at her super hectic sister-in-law.

"Well! Nah kan! If you're rich, go it yourself!" mama's nagging again at the dinner table, as Zea runs around looking for something.

"Shoes are shoes!" he patted his own eel, but it could be as cool as Einstein.

Zico devoured his rice and laughed, as if this sight was so dear he missed, it was good to see his beloved sister's hassles and scolded by mama.

"Noh, the goal is young marriage. But the brain is forgetful."

"Whisper! Manten oldas don't have to comment!" reply rusuh draping bag and other hand carrying shoes.

"Saga won't pick you up, nduk?" ask papa, "how the hell is Saga, the future wife is told to go alone.mbok ya sewain arab camel kek gituh," said papa.

And Kinanti actually spouted her rice even though it did not spurt out.

"Bapi ih," said the mother immediately gave her daughter-in-law drinking water, "drink nduk."

"Abang nugas pi, there is a joint exercise with the soldiers of Pharaoh. He said this morning just back, kanya brother also wait there."

Kinanti laughed again, long stay here he could be carried crazy by his in-laws and sister-in-law.

"Oh." Her lips curled down the sign.

Zea shook her head, "Ze, bring your own car."

"Huh? No-ngga.dianter sir Cokro!"

Several times Saga contacted Zea, she had just arrived at the base after a joint training for a state event.

*You want a invite*?

*Dek, where*?

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Zea patted the powder on the cheek, then a little affix blush and eyeliner, just a little so not in the words of abis knitted, "sir, do not be too fast first. Ze again wears eyeliner" he said squinting in order to focus on the brushstrokes above his eyelashes.

*Sretthhh*----

"Ck! Ahhh, Mr. Cokro!" sewotnya when the black scratches eyeliner actually make a long tail because Pak Cokro stepped on the brake too deep, want it to feel like he grabbed hair that is almost entirely whitened it to fall out, but Zea realized she couldn't do that to her family's favorite driver. He nodded and patted the side chair.

"Eh, new sewu non. Sorry!"

So busy thinking about the appearance, the notification on the phone was not heard by him, "euhh, fortunately not flashy eyes.." he complained scowled.

He's clucking umpteenth time seeing the streets so full of vehicles, right! This is the capital that every day, every time is always jammed.

"Oh, this is how it's stuck!" whining, "auto hanged brother same military unit! Failed to marry!" dumbling. Since then the mouth of Mr. Cokro has been sore because it holds wrinkles on the lips.

"Non that..."

"Udah sir. Zea knows, the capital is jammed all the time.salah Zea is late wake up!"

"Try in front of the father turn left, if there is no wrong way to make an alternative road to the military base where brother.." point Zea towards the front road that is repulsed by Mr. Cokro, who is, yo wes! Don't blame others if you're ashamed of yourself.

The car can finally get out of the traffic jam and dart although not as fast as flash towards the base.

"Yesss is finally coming!" he was happy, his hands were busy grabbing the bag and going down, "father just went home. Zea will be sent home with brother!"

"Eh non, that's...."

But Zea came out and ran in.

"Roll'annya.." continued Mr. Cokro, he shook his head and chuckled looking away from Zea, then his gaze fell towards the rear vision that showed Zea shoes.

"Oh my goodness, that's his shoe missing.." back he was late telling Zea who had run wearing flip-flops.

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