Waiting for the Love of the Country
S2 | Election!

The marriage of Alana and Husain has been running for three months, now Husain is busy with the campaign period. Husain ran through the independent route rather than with the party. Alana always accompanied Husain, at this time they will go down directly to meet with prospective citizens. In addition to being accompanied by his wife, Husain was also accompanied by Rakabumi as a candidate for vice regent and his wife.

Alana and Husain seemed to fit side by side, they were wearing matching colors. Now they will meet with residents in the area of Mount Halu.

"Bang, the journey is still a long way, huh?" ask Alana.

"Beauty soon, you're tired? You should not have to come with love," said Husain stroking the wife's cheek.

"The real drive!" upset Alana when her husband's hands start getting naughty.

"Hehe, I want to hold a sedikiiiiitt squishy," Husain blinked one eye.

"Yeah God! Oh yeah, Bang!" Alana hit her husband's arm.

Now they have reached the village of Celak, Mount Halu. The tea plantations spread throughout the journey. Liang Meong tea plantation, that's what it says there.

"MashaAllah, then what favors the Lord have you denied" murmured Husain.

"Bismillah, Bang! May all be waged by Allah" Alana continued to encourage her husband.

"Yes dear, about the victory all you submit to Allah" said Husain.

Raka and Husain are now in the Celak Village Office, greeted by Pak Maman as the Village Head there.

"It is an honor for us to welcome the presence of Father and Mother in our Village. Welcome to Celak Village, hopefully someday you will be able to lead West Bandung Regency wisely. Honestly, after reading the vision and mission of our Father, we really hope that you can excel" said Mr. Maman.

"MashaAllah, I am the one who should thank you, Fathers and Mothers. Thank you so much for welcoming our presence in such a way, until I am speechless! Look at the banquet here is very special, surely the residents are special," said Husain made them a little chuckle.

Finished talking in the Village Office, Husain and Raka will now meet some of the less able residents and they are in poor condition.

"Assalamu'alakum" said Husain and Raka simultaneously.

"Goddessalam! Emmawk! Aya Bapak Bupati ka bumi, Mum!" shouted one of the teenagers who was sitting studying.

"Naha Ipah! Cranky, kalebet mango, sir!" said Grandma named Maesaroh.

"Beautiful son of nami na saha?" husain rubbed the head of the teenager.

"Pah Pak Bupati," he replied with a smile.

Alana and Asya, the wife of Raka can witness the condition of the teenage boy. He was studying, even though his feet were beginning to rot.

"This is Ipah kunaon's leg, Mak?" asked Alana while rubbing Mak Mesaroh's back.

"The victim was hit and run, ma'am. This month, my mother's feet won't be a sore. My mom brought it to Puskesmas. But his doctor said tea should be taken to a big hospital, should be in surgery. Ai mother money from where oruh, mama mah just laborers in tea kebon. Just enough for everyday," said Mak Maesaroh.

"Where are your parents, Mom?" Asya asked while looking at Ipah who always smiled at her smile.

Mak Maesaroh did not answer him, he gave a hiccup to Alana.

"His parents are already in Heaven, Regent," said Ipah smiling.

"O Allah" said Asha and Alana. Husain and Raka looked at each other, there was a sense of happiness when their wives could mingle with prospective citizens.

"What class is it now?" Raka rubbed the head of the veiled girl.

"Class 1 Junior High, sir! But it has been a month not school, milledekin continue to be the same. He said Ipah's feet stinked, "Raka to the point of his tears when he saw a smile that never faded from his face.

They all agreed, will take Ipah to the Hospital in the City. So that Ipah can resume his education without anyone bullying him.

"Tomorrow, Ipah same Mak Iroh get ready! Later my aide who will pick me up here, Ipah will be able to go back to school and meet?" ask Husain.

"You're the Regent! If it's big, Ipah wants to be a great doctor!" the teenage girl's spirit made Husain smile and rub his head.

"Hatur nohun, Father! Mugia Allah presents the calancaran sinareng kasalametan in the Election. Mugia Mr. anu tiasa janten pemingpin in West Bandung Regency ieu," said Mak Maesaroh.

"Aamiin, satur nohun. Abdi Husain and Raka, nyuhunkeun support from Mr. and Mother, mugia tiasa janten leader anu sage and tiasa embrace all citizens. Urang sasarengan build West Bandung Regency to be even better," said Husain.

The campaign was carried out from village to village, they came home until almost late at night.

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The two couples are now gathering at Husain and Alana's modest home. Including their families, who helped support Husain.

"Bismillah yes, Bang! Do'a Mommy is always with you" Mother Gisya told Husain.

"There are many of them all already support Abang, about the victory of Abang hand over to Allah alone," Husain smiled even though his heart was dag-dig-dug ser.

"You win, Baba buys the house next door, Cash! Make the renovation one with your house!" Baba Jafran was very serious.

Alan and Ummi glared in disbelief at what her husband said.

"Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me" Alan murmured.

"You said that!" sindir Ummi Ulil's.

"Nature! Die me," muttered Alan again.

"Can you, A?" baba Jafran asked with one eye.

"Kok Aa anyway?! It's Baba who's talking, '" upset Alan.

"Hmm, would you like Baba just yesterday.........." Alan immediately shut Baba's mouth.

"Lemeees is a mouth! Okay if Ain wins the election, it's the house next door Cash bought plus the renovation fee! The puaaasss!" alan's words made Baba Jafran chuckle.

"It's recorded, isn't it, Mail?!" ask Baba Jafran.

"She's a donggg!" answer Alana centil.

"I mean ape? Kongkalikong!" Alan ruffled his waist while sitting.

"What do you know Baba's talking about?" ask Alana.

"Look! He would want to spread, if I came to dicelana cepirit! Where photographed again, it's my sprain!" babble Alan expressed his frustration.

"Bhahahahaha, he's dismantling his own disgrace!" Baba Jafran and everyone there laughed out loud except Alan who was now down in shame mixed with annoyance.

"It's okay, A! Even though Aa was sprightly, Rere was still in love," Theresia said withholding her laughter.

The atmosphere that had been felt very tense, now began to melt because of the presence of the Bengklek family. Husain and Alana can now feel relieved, the important thing is that they have tried well. Now Raka and Asya have just arrived at the residence of Alana and Husain. They had a little chat, apparently Asya had a secret that he accidentally revealed to Alana.

Asya and Alana were talking about Ipah which some time ago they had helped. But accidentally, Asya says something that surprises Alana.

"Almost Husain and Raka had an accident, there were some people who confronted them and attacked suddenly. Fortunately they were martial arts, if not Allah, I do not know what will happen" said Asya.

"What do you mean, Ma'am Asya?! When did it happen?!" alana's panic made Asya shut her mouth for a moment.

Alana continued to beg, until finally Asya was forced to say it.

"Alana, in the political sphere, there must be someone playing dirty. That's why they always need help. The opponent could have tried to harm Husain and Raka, as well as his family. And so, we have to be vigilant. Because anyway there will always be those who do not accept with the end result," said Asya.

"Yeah God! I can't believe it, Mother! If I knew it would be like this, I would never allow you to move on," Alana was really afraid something would happen to her husband.

"We must be strong, Alana, for we are the only encouragement of their lives!" Asya hugged the body of Alana who started crying a mouthful.

Indeed politics is not rotten and cruel, but the behavior of corrupt politicians that make politics rotten and cruel. Politics is almost as exciting as war and just as dangerous. In war, you can only be killed once, but in politics, many times. In politics, nothing happens by chance. If that happens, you can bet it was planned that way.

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