Equatorial Eagle Love Maneuver
CINTA~PART 9 MANEUVER

Sagara has arrived at the base with several other colleagues since last night, he wears sunglasses typical of aviator pilots along with the roar of the wind at a fairly fast speed.

Suit that became a pride and a sacrificial struggle is so suitable and makes his good looks at a young age increased many times.

"Ga success, I'm sure the unity will enter your name in the next promotion!" a hard pat on his shoulder is a form of praise for the captain.

"Ready ndan! Thanks, I hope so." Consider Sagara once full of shyness.

"Bibit the garuda eye is indeed no doubt!" he smiled proudly, not not knowing who Sagara and his father were. It is undeniable, the name of the father and his om'nya always overshadowed every step of his career as a soldier, there are a handful of rumors that blow hot ears if he graduates quickly and get rapid progress like this because there is interference from the father and om also some high-ranking officers of his father's colleagues.

Though Sagara can get to this point really with his own sweat, they should know that. Although the son of someone who has served as a pangdam in the east there, or the nephew of a lieutenant colonel, Sagara remains the same as other soldiers.

He wears a helmet with his intercom and climbs aboard a fighter jet for a test drive. The plan is that Saga will conduct air patrols in the border zone as well as exercises before they will be actually sent to the field of action.

His hands were so good at pressing the button that he was supposed to be, his brain was so diluted like a porridge of mostly water, he was also smart enough to remember all the lessons and teachings.

The roar of the aircraft engine sounded not so noisy impressed as smooth as the former whisper, but able to make the feathers goosebumps similar to the horrors of the whisper of the devil, but able to make the, although smooth not as noisy as the speaker of the round tofu precisely this plane can make the enemy ragged running while flying, let alone his presence, only news that blows the enemy immediately alert.

"Brown falcon come in, the koco gatot plane is ready for air!" lightheadedness from intercom.

Sagara snorted amusedly, who else if not his senior Pratama Adiyudha, the adept stealth aircraft, "copied, roger! Eagle's ready to go on the air." replied Sagara.

One by one the planes with sharp muzzles were flying through the skies of the archipelago north of the equator, depicting white smoke in the earth's ozone. The roar of the wind was so deafening that the pilots did not wear earphones.

They fly amazing manoeuvres under the flag of the homeland while watching the tiredness of the mother earth from human activities in order to create peace.

Like the eyes of God who always watch over the creatures on earth, as well as these personnel, always see the beauty of the equatorial earth from the blue sky, this is what makes Sagara love his homeland.

The smile rose as the beauty was painted with the peace and the beautiful face of the reckless boy, the sweet smile that Zea had was as beautiful as what Saga was seeing now.

"That's all right," Saga said by accident.

"Dicopy eagle, ask for status... What's wrong?" ask Lettu Tama seriously.

Saga shook his head, "get ready! Ndan's wrong. Pardon me! There are no problems with the engine of the aircraft or any other factors!" answer Sagara. Tama who was not as stiff as Saga laughed crisply, "don't daydream on the air, lieutenant. Dangerous. Apparently your brain is not right!" kekeh Tama's.

"Ready wrong!" reply Saga again, "permit to report to the exclusive zone with a coordinate--- point" he continued firmly to get rid of the thought of beauty.

Finally the wheels of the plane returned to trace the runway floor. The open roof of the plane spewed a dashing soldier down from inside.

Saga's steps down followed by another dashing man, "Ga!"

"Bang," he replied.

"healthy?" his laughter asked, Sagara patted his head, "alhamdulillah."

"His romance is love again? Or something's not right?" he opened his sunglasses and hung them on the suit collar.

Saga only smiled obliquely without even saying.

"How are you doing, letkol Rayyan?" his bases were as rice as yesterday, Sagara turned to smile, "Daliya means?" firing the Saga smoothly made the senior of one of his forces smile meaningfully.

"Kalo om Ray, Aunt Eyi is good." he added.

Tama laughs back, Sagara always knows what he means. He had met Clemira during a work visit and knew Sagara as his junior, so he was quite familiar and visited Rayyan's house. Somehow a girl who was often punished by her father made her dream-shadowed.

"Daliya well, Aunt Eyi said next month Cle left for the country three lion for the competition..."

Tama nodded in understanding while smiling knots, until now he had not dared to approach Clemira due to various factors, other than because he was quite reluctant to the flying dutchman.

"Great." he praised. He knows enough if Clemira hobby and often follow modern dance competition\+ traditional to foreign countries.

He and Sagara turned towards the office, to follow the meeting and division of tasks.

The long decomposed girl yawned several times like a hippo who was again basking under the warm spotlight of the sun, this ceremony makes his back warm because it is lined up at the back in a row of students whose position is highlighted by the morning sun, deliberately done aja kan yeee, students here there who suffer from wet lungs, wet lungs, let all therapy.

"Well! Oh God!" he dismissed the drowsiness, to the extent that Zea rubbed rough face, this drowsiness was really no cure, plus the warmth of the sun like hugged someone dear, made Zea lulled, soaked, where the pak kepsek his speech komat-kamit like a gargle-gargle makes Zea more lulled in a dilapidated denina.

"Sutt! You stay up, huh?!" whispered Cle at the attitude of rest when the principal was giving information in front of the podium, perhaps the kepsek was considered radio butut by Zea because of the evidence this girl prefers to be busy with her drowsiness. Similarly, other students who choose to play something under the shoes, whether it's pebbles, dust or maybe ants that are still on the cut of food.

"Yes. Semalem shut down, gab!" zea replied, "what did you say?" Zea closes her mouth again so that the fly does not log in when she evaporates again.

"Secret state! Therefore, the eyes can sleepy.but the ears do not need to follow so budeg!" reply Clemira.

"What a hell of a way, really males! Doesn't matter!" gerutu Zea is better if he participates in a nap together more useful, besides the state does not need to be defended until all, for whether there are soldiers with ministers like papihnya, let there be work, so there is work, not just sleeping in a plenary meeting! Her thought.

"Once the members of the council are told to participate in the defense of the country, rich papih I! Roll on the mud of the cake, hang on the mine rich ninja warior that, let the stomach sixpeck!" oceh Zea succeeded in making Clemira spit out her laughter, "unload your own father's disgrace!"

"I don't want to go on that show, hot, tired!" coined.

Just thinking like that, several members of his school's OSIS including Dean came to Zea's class while carrying a piece of paper.

"Excuse me ma'am" Dean and the rest of the OSIS nodded politely as they were about to get into Zea's class.

"Please, here's a list of students who follow the country, huh?" ask Miss Vania.

"Yes ma'am." Wahid nodded. If other students turn their focus to the members of OSIS school who just came, another case of Zea who was busy fighting his drowsiness in order to learn, his fault! Last night watching until late at night, do not remember the time. Thankfully, her mother did not know.

Seen by the adorable girl was resting her chin on the folds of her hands and sleepy, Dean chuckled at the adorable Zea.

"Please pay attention guys!" dean Pinta.

"This is a list of the students from this class, who took part in this year's state martial arts event!"

Dean glanced at the paper in his hand and passed on the names on the list.

Until one name he said so softly, but the owner of the name did not turn his head, impressed no matter, "Zea Arumi Jamilah," he said, other students including Clemira compactly look towards Zea.

Aware of all the gazes on her, Zea looked to the side, "what the hell?" ask Clemira.

"Lou's name is called, you're the same as I'm following."

"Huh?! L'm?!" instantly he gasped and woke up, "kok me?! Oh ah ah!" he refused to whisper, Clemira shook her head not knowing.

"You so yes friends for technical events, implementation time and preparation later be asked to gather home from school in the field, thank you!"

"Let's go, ma'am" Dean and the others bowed.

"Eh, wait! Dean!" call Zea up, "go don't want to!" too late, Dean and the rest of the OSIS members were out of the room.

"Zeez! Sit down!" sentak bu Vania. Make Dean step further away.

"That's right!" dumbling.

Clemira chuckled, "tell neng! So do not drowsy continue, so be left behind to protest. Anyway take it anyway, exciting tau!" clemira. Zea rolled her eyeballs, "whatever, hot ah! Tired!" lamented, not never Zea participated in state defense events at school. They will fight with the land, the battlefield of the army training centers and the marching lines with all representatives of the schools of the capital, he said, although most of the contents of games and dexterity tests as evidence of love for the country.

"It's really Cle, I should have changed my name, so for the afterlife!" he laughed at Clemira again, "saravv njirr!"

"Where is the show?" asked Zea grumbled, but once there was a tuh rebahan race while nyemil like that! He just came.

"Emh, don't know. But earlier the horrors of course there is also a defense event from the unity of the country's soldiers, you should be seneng! Don't like the same weapons of the country soldiers, huh?" gidik Clemira opened her book.

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