My army my Hero

Episode 5's

"Well, what does your brother want to know?, ask"

Intan is silent, maybe thinking about the right question or word.

"How about during the training bang? Is Brother tormented?"

I didn't answer Intan's question straight away, I kept quiet for a moment, refreshed my memories from back in the training village.

"Tortured no, just have to have the strength to be able to survive, you remember before Brother entered military school, the brother's mother always trained Brother hard, he said 'no morning sleep, no morning sleep, after dawn you should get ready for a warm-up run, run as far as you can' Brother run until this leg is numb because so tired, that's the time when Brother feels tormented"

"How far did you run?"

"Far, very far according to Abang at that time, but mother never let Abang stop as long as Abang's legs are still able to step, 'continue to run, 'continue to run, do you just dream of being a soldier if you give up this time, mom says run' he said keep telling you to run, every day, continue like that after dawn prayers"

I gulped, soaked my throat before I told my story.

"Three months passed, Abang was used to running without mileage, no longer even accompanied by a mother who uses a bicycle when accompanying Brother, Brother came home with the result of running more than far from the previous run, even though he was still running, and until the mother's house was facing in front of the door, he said"

"'Good, today you can only enter after finishing push-ups, shit-ups, and pull-ups 50 times each', said the mother at the time without asking if you were tired? Are you still strong? Do you want to rest? The mother's orders must be done that time as well, one week without stopping after running a longer distance, and must end with puhs up, shit up, pull up, pull up, with increasing numbers"

"Are you not tired?" Intan asked, she really likes to cut my story.

"She's tired, even had time to think stop being a soldier, but mother instead said 'you're a soldier or not, mother's orders will remain the same', so Brother continued the morning activity before leaving school, 3 months passed again, Brother began to get used to it, it was not until it was all finished, mother said 'starting this afternoon you're training with Aunt Diana' Brother asked, what practice? 'practice martial arts, let alone' said mother"

"What's? Training with mom? Can you defend yourself?"

"Where do you know?" Intan put on a curious face.

"From the note my mother wrote"

"May I read it bang" Intan held my hand, pleading.

"Of course, this is Brother already copying it" Intan received a copy of the mother's notebook, I also wrote the title of the cover book the same as the mother, MYSTERIOUS MAN. I have no intention of imitating, nor have I ever met my father, how he looked and what happened.

"Intan will read later, Abang continue the story Brother first, Brother has not told the story during the training ground"

"The place of training, Brother being the best, no one according to Abang, Brother was told to run a distance of 10 km, Brother was used to running further than that, Brother was told puhs up, brother was told to run, shit up, pull up, and others, Abang has been accustomed to the number of hundreds, in the training camp Abang always passes the selection, being the best of others, everything goes smoothly, he said, from here you always smile every step by step is finished, Brother remembered mother, this is the purpose of mother training hard Brother, brother to regret ever complain about it"

"But being in the army is not easy, is it not bang?"

"Dad's right, if you're not used to the hard work, you're just gonna be a laughing stock there, you read a copy of my mother's note, it's gonna be over tomorrow, it's gonna take you to Singapore"

"Heemm alright"

I looked at Intan, he began to open wide for copies of my mother's story, occasionally asking about what was written.

I also remember my mother at home. Thank you mother, without you, I am nothing, wait for your son to continue your experience, I promise to pick up your delayed happiness.

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