Mastenges

165. Letterbox

Berta walked to the mailbox next to the gate of his parents' house. There, he grabbed a few piles of letters that were addressed to him. Starting from the bill and others. Among the several letters he received, a brown letter was seen. The above is written from the Nusakambangan Layer. Without thinking, Berta immediately tore the cover of the letter and read the contents of the letter.

To the honourable family /Wife /child /heirs of inmate Pongki Susilo.

The words were written under the letterhead of the related institution.

While walking towards the house, Berta continued to read the contents of the letter. When he arrived at his doorstep, Berta almost fell down, as all of his bones felt limp, after reading the gist of the letter.

"Mas Pongki," he muttered.

Bella, who was on leave to wait for the birth of her first child with Typhoon, appeared and rushed to support Berta's body which was almost slammed on the floor.

"Mom!" Screeched Bella.

From inside, a Typhoon that was about to leave for work appeared. Quickly, he helps Bella and holds Berta's trembling body.

"What's wrong?" Typhoon asked, looking at Bella.

Bella just shook her head, a sign that she did not know what happened to Berta. After laying Berta's body on the middle-aged woman's bedroom bed, Typhoon returned to the veranda of the house. As he arrived at the veranda of the house, he got a letter that seemed to be the cause of Berta being like that.

The typhoon picked up the letter and read it slowly. Yeah, it's worth Berta drooping down because of it. It was an invitation letter to witness the death sentence that Pongki will carry out next week. No Hanay Berta who limp when reading the letter. Even with the Typhoon directly sitting on the stairs of the veranda.

"Father," His inner.

Typhoon rubbed his face agitatedly, then looked back at the letter.

"Why so fast?" Inner Typhoon again.

Unbeknownst to his family, Pongki filed a plea to hasten his death sentence through his lawyer. Not without reason, Pongki did it all just to make his family no longer think about his being locked up in prison. Pongki wanted to end his life immediately.

Dreeett...! Dreeett!

Typhoon's phone shook, lazily he grabbed his phone from the briefcase he was wearing today. It says there, a foreign number coming from the Cilacap area. Typhoon frowned, hesitatingly, he received the phone call.

"Hello," greeted her with a trembling voice.

"Hello, good morning Aipda Typhoon Alexander."

"Yes myself, good morning."

"I represent the center, at the last request of the accused Pongki Susilo."

"What's up, sir?" Ask Typhoon.

"Brother Pongki wrote in one of his last requests, if he wanted one of the executors to be you."

Deggkg..!

Almost the phone that was in the grasp of the Typhoon, fell.

"What kind of crazy idea is this?" Typhoon Mumbles.

"We just want to convey the last request of Pongki's brother Susilo."

"But sir, I'm his son-in-law!" Typhoon was almost crazy to hear the last request from his in-laws.

"If you don't mind, it's better to talk directly with the defendant. We know, it's very heavy. This is actually the job of experienced snipers. However, one of the items listed here is the request from Pongki's own brother."

Typhoon silent.

"When can you come here?"

"Sa-sa-I asked my commander's permission first."

"All right, let's preach it, sir,"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Good morning, sorry to interrupt his time."

"Good morning," said Typhoon. Then, he fell silent. The typhoon massaged its temples that felt dizzy. Without thinking, he went to his car and immediately left the house.

Hearing the sound of a Typhoon car leaving the yard, Bella followed to the yard of the house. Bella only saw the back of the Typhoon car that had moved away from the fence of her house.

"Freaky kok, tumben not permission first," Inner Bella.

Just as Bella was about to move in, her eyes were fixed on a letter lying on the table on the veranda. Bella approached and grabbed the letter and began to read it. Just like Berta and Typhoon, Bella's entire joints were limp, she was sitting on the porch chair.

"Dad," His inner. Tears flowed down Bella's cheeks. However, the day he feared would now come, the execution of the one he loved so much. Yes, Pongki.

"Next week?" Inner Bella again. Then he tried to get out of his seat. However, he felt unable to stand, the pain felt so painful in both his groin.

"Allahu Akbar," Bella endured the pain while holding onto her bulging belly.

"Astaghfirullah astaghfirullah," Bella continued to endure the pain.

Byurrrr..!

Bella was surprised to see the amniotic fluid out of her femininity, to wet the negligee and the floor on which she stood.

"Allahu Akbar!" His inner.

Bella tried hard, she rushed into the house to tell Berta, if she was going to give birth soon.

"Mom..." Call Bella.

"Mom..." Call him one more time.

"Yes.." Berta was still lying on his bed. Berta immediately wiped his tears and rushed down from the bed.

"What's Bella?" Ask Berta who is still trying to strengthen himself. He stepped out of the room and got Bella standing with a damp-looking negligee, as Berta was about to close the door again.

"Bella! You why? Why wet?" Ask Berta.

"It looks like amniotic fluid, I think I'm going to give birth to a mam!" Bella Excited.

"Oh God! Let's go to the hospital!" Berta, who was panicked, immediately rushed to find the car keys to take Bella to the hospital.

"When is the day of his birth?" Ask Berta who just got the car keys.

"Another week" said Bella.

"Yes, you can give birth normally. Hopefully," said Berta while memapah Bella who began to have difficulty walking, towards the car.

"You put the seatbelt on. Mommy's gonna drive a little fast."

"I-i-iya mam.. mas Typhoon how?" Ask Bella.

"Later in the hospital we call. Now the most important thing is you have to get to the hospital first."

Get behind the wheel of the car. Then he started the car and left the yard.

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"Good morning Ndan!" The typhoon saluted his superior who was sitting in his superior's room.

"Morning, what's wrong?"

"Ready! I'm Typhoon Alexander asking permission to father, if today I...."

Dreeett....! Dreeett...!

The sound of Typhoon's phone sounded so disturbing. The Typhoon boss glanced at the pocket of the Typhoon's pants.

"Stop, just relax. You pick up that call."

"Ready! No sir, I want to ask your permission. If I'm going to apply for a sudden leave!"

Dreeett..! Dreeett..!

"Do you want to go to Nusakambangan?" Ask the Typhoon's boss.

"Sit down first. Let's talk." Top Typhoon allows Typhoon to sit on the bench in front of him.

Dreettt..! Dreeett...!

"Before a minute, you just take the phone," said the top of the Typhoon again.

"It's okay sir, I just turn it off." Typhoon grabbed his phone and turned off the phone. However, he must attach more importance to his superiors than his personal affairs.

"If it matters it's okay."

"No sir, there's something more important. It concerns my in-laws."

"Yes, I've got his letter."

"Then, what should I do, sir?" Seen tears floating in the eye pelukan Typhoon.

"All final requests from inmates are obligatory. At least convey it. Now, are you ready?" Ask the Typhoon boss.

"But I'm not a sniper."

"Yes, but that's the last request. What do you say?" Say top of the Typhoon again.

"Why did my in-laws do that? I was curious, I wanted to meet him sir," said Typhoon with a look of pleading.

The Typhoon Boss let out a long sigh and looked at the Typhoon closely.

"Would you like to see him?"

"Ready sir! I want!" Serve the Typhoon with confidence.

"I'll give you permission. Let's not bother, let me ask you to be delivered using a helicopter."

"Sorry sir, isn't it a hassle?" Ask Typhoon.

"It's okay. I gave permission. When are you leaving?"

"I'm leaving today too."

"Well, you're leaving in two hours."

"Ready! Thank you sir!"

"Together, prepare."

"Ready!" Exciting Typhoon. Then he moved out of the room.

When Typhoon was in his room and rushed to prepare to Nusakambangan, Typhoon began to turn on his phone. When the phone is on, the message comes in repeatedly.

Dreetts! Dreeett! Dreeett!

"What the hell is it?" His inner. Then he tried to open one of the messages sent by Berta.

"Mommy?" The storm began to read the message.

"Astaghfiullah!" His inner.

The typhoon immediately ran back to his superior room.

"Woi! The pan! Why are you running?" Ask Antok who was at odds with the Typhoon while in the hallway of the office. However, Typhoon seems to be panicking, he does not care about Antok. His footsteps stopped in front of his superior room again.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Typhoon is like a person who is angry when he knocks on the door of his superior room.

"Lake in!"

The typhoon immediately opened the door of the room, shortly after he received the order to enter the room.

"Commander's report! My wife is giving birth!"

Topan Typhoon who is also a good friend of Amoroso was stunned.

"The company of your wife! Helicopters can be arranged and I make sure you can meet with Pongki later in Nusakambangan!"

"Ready sir! Thank you!" Sahut Typhoon who looked at his superiors with full of haru.

"Report son! Many of your comrades could not watch his baby born in this world. I want you to feel and see your child born with your own eyes."

"Ready sir! Thank goodness!" Hurl Typhoon again, while holding back the cry of his should.

"Go now!"

"Ready!"

The typhoon turned around and rushed out of the room.

The commander smiled, and let out a long sigh. His concern goes back to a dozen years ago, where he was only able to make the Adhan for his newborn son to this world, by telephone only. The sadness did not want him to repeat to all his men. If possible, he will give permission for his men who will have babies.

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Such are the servants of the State. His dedication exceeds anything to the State, its duties and society. Their families must be defeated. And for the women who can and can accompany them are, only the women who are selected and mentally strong. Only women are ready for the umpteenth number for the man they love.

May the Lord always protect the sons of the State and his family wherever they may be. - De'rini-