Life in a Rifle, Love In Your Heart

120. Inadequately.

Still in the commotion of the two of them, there was another sound of gunfire. Bang Sanca let it all go until finally Bang Garin snatched his HT that was on the table.

"Be careful..!! my boss took over. For two troops, one team guard in the outer ring, another team guard the inside..!!" bang Garin's orders.

Bang Sanca was still agape yet to understand until finally Bang Garin got out of bed and put on his equipment. He touched Bang Sanca's shoulder.

"You go home first. Make sure Fia and Ola are okay. This is not a fabrication from me. This time it's real." said Bang Garin.

Seeing the seriousness of his best friend Bang Sanca and Bang Ibra immediately left the place without arguing.

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From the top of the hill there was a sound of bullets. Bang Sanca was getting more anxious and the fog ran around looking for Fia.

"Astagfirullah. Are you where the deck is?" muttered Bang Sanca.

Bang Ibra was no less frantic looking for Ola and her daughter.

"Olaaaa....!!!!!" confused shouting.

"Repid.. Ola's here..!!" ola shouted in response to Bang Ibra's call.

Bang Sanca is getting anxious because Ibra has been able to find Ola while she has not been able to find Fia.

"Oh my God.Where is my wife?" He quickened his pace in search of Fia. Her tears have already dripped.

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There was a meowing sound behind the earthy matoa tree with the roar of a hail of bullets.

"Bang.. Come on Bang..!! Let's take this cat home..!!" greeting Fia who happened to be at that time saw Bang Sanca half-run and her face looked panicked.

Bang Sanca's reflexes turned her head and saw Fia holding a kitten. The sound of bullets getting louder. Bang Sanca walked quickly, she held her son and directly hugged Fia and her son tightly.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah, thank you very much" Bang Sanca kissed Fia's face. Her tears had already melted and Fia was just flickering.

dooor..

Bang Sanca gives up her son and turns around to protect Fia.

dooor...

Again there was gunfire.

"Young.. It's..!!!!!" fia's voice screams in shock from seeing the smoke in Bang Sanca's chest.

"Who's playing this big firecracker?? The perdana..!!" reprimand Fia until then Bang Sanca pulled the nape of Fia and then silenced his wife's lips.

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"Hhhssttt. shut up and don't make a sound" Bang Sanca took off her paguttan after Fia calmed down.

"Fia just wanted to know.. Who's playing firecrackers in the company? Or has the filming started?" tanya Fia saw Bang Sanca fisting until she bit her lip.

Just then there was a report from Bang Ibra.

"Finish Movement"

"Alhamdulillah.." Bang Sanca was sitting down. Then take the HT.

"Please health, I am next to the garden. Hurry up..!!" pinta Bang Sanca is weakening.

"Help is coming"

Fia watched Bang Sanca from top to bottom.

"Where's the thorn? Here.. Asya bring a safety pin" said Fia while taking a safety pin behind her clothing list.

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"Astagfirulah.. A..!!!!!!" Fia was so shocked when the vest came off, there was a red stain soiling on Bang Sanca's clothes. Fia staggered until finally Bang Ibra held his sister's body.

"Fiaa. This vest is only for simulation. If we have, especially for defense, it will not be able to penetrate" said Bang Ibra to calm his sister.

"Iya Fi just relax. Your husband is still a lot of sins, so the bullets are lazy to deal with him" with the rest of Bang Garin chattering.

"So this wasn't a video for Bang?" fia asked innocently.

"Yes not so. Your husband can't cooperate. Try it if it's not going to be like this" replied Bang Garin.

plaaq...

Fia immediately patted Bang Sanca's thigh tightly.

"Try Brother Nurut Bang Garin. there is no way the firecracker is stray. I know there is no danger playing firecrackers. Our kids know which ones are dangerous"

"Oh Allah, my Lord.. This brother is sick deck, why in omelin continue anyway. Do you believe in Brother or Garin?" ask Bang Sanca.

"Bang Garin" Fia replied quickly.

"It's really been keblinger you studied with him" muttered Bang Sanca.

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After various ways to persuade Fia, finally the beautiful wife of Bang Sanca wanted to go home too. That's when the new health department dared to install the infusion because Bang Sanca forbade his wife not to worry.

"Sick bro?" ask Bang Garin.

"Somewhat pain. Fortunately, it was just a bullet. Try if it breaks. it can die me" replied Bang Sanca.

"The gun contact has happened all of a sudden. Do we still have to practice alertness?" ask Bang Garin seriously.

"It must remain in practice. Once something like this happens, we just realize our troops are not ready. Understandably in the leadership of the past is less training but we can not blame anyone. Things like this can still happen anywhere" Bang Sanca is so concerned about the state of his company and Bang Garin company.

"How about tomorrow we start training" suggested Bang Sanca.

"You are not strong, think a little. It's not funny anymore the training kept the commander fainted. The problem is that you are heavy bro. Lazy, I help. I'm an important person, I don't have time to take care of such trivial things" said Bang Garin began to arouse the emotions of Bang Sanca.

"Yes really.. You're an important man. It is important to throw away" Bang Sanca was provoked by Bang Garin's remarks.

"Bang. has Bang, do not respond to the words of Bang Garin. Take care of your health" persuaded Bang Ibra.

"Aahh.. Go to the toilet first. Look Garin's face suddenly became mules" Bang Sanca moved from the bed to the toilet.

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"Lailaha Illallah.." upon returning from the toilet Bang Sanca could only shake her head because her bed was already occupied by a new patient. Bang Garin sleeps well, the sound of snoring is not approximately, his legs open filled a patient bed in the health room while Bang Ibra also slept on the sofa.

Now Bang Sanca is sitting on a bedside chair.

"Areally who's the patient? Why am I the one sitting here" muttered Bang Sanca while occasionally wiping her chest.

"If not a friend. I've poisoned you Gar.. hiiiiihh..!!!!!!" so anxious, Bang Sanca wanted to cover Bang Garin's face with a pillow.

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