Army Brother, Shoot Me!!!

Army Brother, Shoot Me!!!
S2.15.



3 Years later....


3 Years in a remote area is not easy, although it has never been felt before. But the location of the placement this time is beyond expectations and previous choices. When filling in online data, the selected location is Bintan, Kepri. The island with a million charms, with luxury lodging equivalent abroad, do not imagine being able to stay there, especially to meet a broken hearted boule, who if lucky to be married, enjoy a luxurious stay with natural treats Maldives.


A thousand dear ones, hope is lost before reality. A week after the test, an announcement of the name and location of the placement came out. Grateful with prayer, the face that had been bright in an instant turned cloudy to see the location of the location of the Areh River, West Kalimantan.


At that time it felt like laughing, remembering what had been imagined yesterday. The decision has been made, likes do not like to be accepted with a roomy chest. It is not that they do not want to go to Kalimantan anymore, but the cost problem becomes a trigger, can not go home every year to Aceh, because of the heavy costs.


The hamlet that Rani lives in does not have electricity let alone signals, they use a solar system for lighting. For the needs of cyberspace, every chance they will go down to Sintang, rent a boarding house for a few nights stay while surfing the virtual world.


The first few months, Rani was upset, considering she forgot to recharge the pulse so that the number could not be used again. He lost some important numbers, so he had to send messages through Facebook or ask other friends.


3 Years, one island with Andi, no news at all from him. Sending messages through Facebook, until the number on Mela's husband, there is no bright spot yet. It feels free to hope again, maybe he is also married. Slowly Rani forgot all those wonderful memories.


Approaching the final semester exam becomes a tiring routine, starting from preparing questions, recording all the previous values, until later the exam is continued by filling the report card into a physical and mind combat event.


Another case at this time, after 2 months of not going down the mountain because of the exam, finally after the previous two days the students received the report card, and the smiles of the teachers also expanded, how not, how not, a long holiday is the most beautiful thing in front of your eyes. Enjoying another atmosphere is certainly a very pleasant thing while removing all fatigue two months ago.


Those who had just come down the mountain, were enjoying coffee while laughing cheerfully, until a shocking message went into Rani and Putra's cell phone.


📩 Bang Yogi


"Innalallahi...Rani, Mela died, it was 10 in the morning, I'm sorry if Mela was wrong, pray for her."


"Eh, here I got a message from bang Yogi." Said Rani showing a message to Putra and Irvan.


"I got it too." Putra Saying.


"Eh, wait look at the date!" Saying the Son back.


"Udah a month Put, how about this, we go yok!" Said Rani who was very agitated.


"Dek Pan how? Come with us to Balikpapan?" Ask Son.


"Follow, we're leaving now, still got tickets to Pontianak?"


"Do not know, ask first! Go home, get ready, let me get the same Dek Pan who's looking for a ticket!" Pinta Putra's.


"Yes." Yeah." Rani replied weakly.


In Sintang, they have a boarding subscription, the owner is like their own family. It is customary, if they go down the mountain, sit back while drinking coffee in the shop next door. Closing the laptop, Rani immediately headed to the boarding house, not much to be prepared, because the clothes carried were still in the bag, just so until they went straight to the stall.


8 Hours drive from Sintang to Pontianak using damri. At 6 pm, they arrived in Pontianak, immediately looking for plane tickets to Balikpapan.


"Udah tell you bang Yogi we want to go there?" Ask Rani.


"Udah, you ask for an address."


"When do you go there, tonight or tomorrow?" Ask Rani back.


"Tomorrow in the morning, it's night, we rest first ready for tomorrow, sleep continues, do not play the phone again, I can not accept this news, many questions in the head, many questions in the head, just can't I ask the same bang Yogi, later if we've got to bang Yogi kasib know himself, you don't think much, don't get to loe drop." The son warns Rani, because since receiving a message from the Yogi bang, Rani looks weak.


At 10:45 they landed at Sepinggan Balikpapan Airport. Yogi was waiting at the arrival door.


"Sorry, we're late." Said the Son sitting next to Yogi who was driving.


"Yes, I understand, thank you for coming here."


"Well, we're going to Mela's grave?" Ask Rani.


"By, he must be glad you guys came, happened to be located not far from the dormitory."


There is not much chatter in the car, everything dissolves in their minds, it is not funny also if they joke like before, because the situation is now very different.


Not long after, the car they were riding in front of a public funeral. After buying some water bottles and flowers, they headed straight for Mela's grave.


"After so long without seeing, now we even meet like this, even we have not called each other for a long time, I miss Mel equally loe." Rani said as she continued to hold back her sobs.


Finished sowing the waste, they came home, not a step walk, Rani fell unconscious. With a swift Son caught Rani's body, until finally lifted by Yogi to the Car.


Arriving home, there are already Yogi parents who welcome their arrival. As soon as he saw Rani being carried back by Yogi, making Yogi's parents panic.


"This why?" Ask mom to look worried.


"Gak papa buk, from yesterday after receiving a message from the yogi bang he has looked different, less appetite, more silence, was also quite hot, because he could not stand the blistering buk." Answer the Son explained.


Whether conscious or not, Rani is currently lying in the room of Mela, her best friend. The others were talking in the guest room.


"Isn't it true that we're justin' like that?" Mother asked back, considering that Rani had slept for more than half an hour.


"God willing not to open, then wake up fresh, given a drink of warm water." Answer Yogi.


"Hahahaha.abang still remembers him." Ledek Putra who avenged everyone's smile.


"Sorry, if you can tell Mela why?" Ask the weak son.


"He was in an accident while going to the market, who also died, brother at Andra's guard house."


"Where is the player now?" Ask the Son back.


"By sleep again, you eat first, let the mother wait for Rani." Pinta Yogi's.


While in the room, Rani was busy talking with a smile.


"Hahahaha.funny yes he, handsome again, ahhhh so gemeshhhh."


"Yes dong mama Rani, Mela's mother's son and Yogi's father."


"Enak aja loe ngajarin si Andra call me mama, certainly considered my son again, can fail to marry me if the boys-cowo know I have children."


"Rani, I tipped Andra yes, love him like my dear loe, friendin bang Yogi too, say do not be sad continue, pity Andra."


"Enak aja loe titip-titip, Andra is not an item but an elo child, anyways where the hell are you going?"


"Gue go yes Ran, Andra same mama Rani yes dear, dear mother Andra."


"Eh... Mela, loe where, back no, nih Andra, wah kebangetan indeed loe, Melaaaaaaa."


Rani's shout made everyone enter the room. Rani still keeps calling out Mela's name.


"Son, honey, wake up, it's noon." Yogi's mother said as she rubbed Rani's cheeks slowly.


"Yogi, she has a fever, shouldn't you call the doctor at the clinic?"


Tampa replied, Yogi immediately contacted the doctor at the clinic, a moment later, the doctor who had arrived immediately examined Rani.


"It seems like a lot of thoughts, plus fatigue, later after taking the medicine, God willing it is better, I wrote the recipe." Said the Doctor while handing over the prescription to Yogi.


"Thank you doctor." Yogi.


Rani is no longer delirious, Yogi's mother also compresses her, with painstaking care of Yogi's mother like her own child. While Andra was playing with grandfather and Putra and Irvan outside.


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