
Kendras
I finally breathe the air of the city. After slumped for more than a week just see the forest, mountains and living creatures around it, today I was assigned to the city to take supplies of goods from the headquarters in Jakarta. And that means heaven of the world.
How not. At least I can wash my eyes in the air. It is quite nice to see a two kinclong tourist who happened to travel here, ajib-ajib while hanging out, and who definitely updated my favorite skidipap video collection. A smooth internet connection. Dry me, in the barracks it's just a doang guy. Also called army barracks. There are some girls on the volunteer medical team. But the kinclong and my age is only one, that was already treated with the Captain. Manufactured by mulu per malem.
Must be wondering who I am?
Okay, my name is Chakra Kendra Dhananjaya. Call me Kendra. Members of the Border Security Task Force RI-RDTL Yonif Raider 408/Sbh or other Pampas Task Force. Armed with my own abilities, the rank of Lieutenant Colonel I can get. My father worked only as an OB, while my mother became a tempe maker at home. The financial condition of my family that is all mediocre makes me not have enough costs for college. Therefore, after graduating from High School, I immediately registered TNI. Uh, reception. I was just desperate at that time.
My fate is not as smooth as my two heroes, Colonel Satriya Adinegara and Major Tristan Anggara Putra. Tristan escapes because there is money, while Satriya has a strong channel in this country. Gimana enggak, his father was a high officer in Jakarta sono. Soon, at most he was promoted to the rank without much effort. Lah, if his father is important why Satriya can get assigned to this corner? I don't know for sure, but I've been horrified because he didn't want to be asked to marry the same boy. Cuckooing people. It was delicious to be asked to marry, uh even run away from the truss with other girls here. It's me, singles continue to never end. Ngenec.
More specifically, I who share the same room Tristan, must be heard the voices of unseen every mallem from his room, Colonel. The sound of the sigh of the girl and the growl of the man. Huh, the cerem. Defying him at the command, dapet his own room rations, just want to torture his subordinates. Can shadow my dong both the same Tristan denger like that. Mending that Tristan chick, can I mintain please help menggocatin. Tristan is a guy, yeah cook us a shake-match. Jijai...
But I admit Talitha is very clear. The only eye freshener in the barracks. She was a health volunteer as a nurse. I've been the same Colonel since I first came here. Oh yeah, speaking of where I was assigned, the name of the area Atambua. A city on the border between West Nusa Tenggara and the former 'Leste Timor'. But not in the city I was placed in, at the very end of the area that borders the NKRI area with the RDTL. The vanguard of the state security and wholeness guard.
"You want to go home, what was nongki-nongki?" Tristan came to me.
"Prepare to do it, sir" The man saluted me with a joking look.
"We'll meet here in three hours"
"Three hours? Four hours is it? How satisfied my sister is if only for a moment"
"Yes lo, crotch is taken care of"
"From rust? Shaken itself mulu. Mumpung in the city. Find a clear girl dikit, dialusin, dapet sway deh. My pain is terrible ritual, Commander of every mallem. Need a delivery place"
Basic tea bags.
"Yes already. Four hours, right? I didn't show up I stayed"
"Ready sir" again he saluted before breezing away.