My Imam, my army

5. palestine

PART 5'S

Jakarta, Indonesia

Soekarno - Hatta International Airport (Soetta)

Three days passed, and today was the day of the departure of Salsa and other volunteers. There are many volunteers from other areas. Such as from the big islands, Kalimantan, Sumatra, Papua, Sulawesi, and Java. Salsa did not expect if volunteers who participated this much. He thought that a little would come along. In Salsa's heart, he was very happy. Because their caring sense is quite high.

Salsa always prayed in her heart, that she be spared her affairs while there. Of course, he was given prayers by his parents and his best friend and those closest to him. They're taking Salsa to the airport

After a farewell scene with her parents, Salsa soon follows her entourage to get inside the cabin crew that will take her to Palestine. Salsa walked into the cabin crew while wiping her tears. It can't be this weak. Nah!

He looked for his seat on the side of the window. He looked out of the window, his fingers he put on the window glass. Conscious or not, a drop of her tears came back to pierce out. But Salsa did not remove it immediately.

May it be the same family. Happy wedding to Dirga and Ara. Sorry, Salsa can't come. Salsa will not be able to wake up as Ijab kabulnya.batin Salsa. When he regained consciousness, he immediately wiped away his tears which presumptuously slashed out. He erased quickly, for fear that anyone would see him crying.

Salsa turned her head when beside her had sat a sweet woman who had greeted her.

"Hi, where are you?" ask the woman politely.

"I'm from Jakarta" replied Salsa.

"I'm Aurin from Lombok,"

"I'm Salsa" replied Salsa.

Salsa was swept away in an excruciating chat with Aurin. When one of the flight attendants warned the plane was about to depart, they immediately got ready.

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"Alhamdulillah" said Salsa.

After hours of sitting on the plane, they finally reached their destination. Salsa breathed a sigh of relief because Allah Swt. Has given this departure a smoothness. They were picked up by five Indonesian National Army cars. Of course they were welcomed very well.

Not to forget he sent a message to his mother who was in Indonesia. So that the mother does not worry. He also told me that here it would be difficult to signal because of its deep place.

As the bulletproof car started to leave the airport, they started to hear a small bang from outside. Like the sound of a bomb exploding from a distance. Salsa's heart trembled, feeling a little afraid. Not only Salsa, the other volunteers were also so scared. The atmosphere is so tense on the way to base camp. Salsa chose to recite her fear. While listening to one of the soldiers had calmed them down so as not to be afraid.

After an hour passed, they finally reached the base camp of the TNI army. Volunteers enter for the division of duties. One of the TNI Generals has distributed white papers to each volunteer. The white paper contained their place of duty.

Salsa read it, he got a job at the central hospital, meaning it would be close to the bombing. His heart cried out in fear, but he immediately lost it. He should not be afraid, there is a God who always accompanies him. Salsa did not protest in this assignment. It's not just Salsa.

"Where do you get rations, Sal?" ask Aurin.

"Central hospital, you?"

"Well we're different, I'm a regional hospital," he said sighing. Salsa just smiled kindly.

There are four divisions of duty. Each hospital is home to seven volunteers. Except the central hospital there are 13 people including six doctors and some nurses. After that, they immediately went to their respective hospitals. Surely it was driven by an army TNI bulletproof car.

When Salsa was about to enter the army car, her eyes caught sight of someone she knew. When Salsa turned his head, the soldier turned and walked away. Salsa sniffed her shoulders and got straight into the car.

The journey to the central hospital was even more terrifying. The sound of bombs exploding from a distance. As a result, along the way, Salsa just dhikr to eliminate her fear. He came here determined to live and die he handed over to Allah Swt. Therefore, he had to expel the impudent fear in his heart.

DUARR !!!

The sound grew louder from the distance. In Salsa's heart, the girl wanted to scream and cry as she thought of the fate of the innocent children who had been covered in blood.

"I ask you to be calm, don't be afraid. There are we who will protect you. We sacrificed our lives" said one of the soldiers beside the wheel.

They finally calmed down. The situation is so gripping. Gunshots are heard here too. Until they got to the central hospital that saw many people in pain there. Either his leg was injured, or his hand was lost due to a bomb blast. Seeing that, surely this hospital guard was overwhelmed. As a result, they immediately went down and helped other doctors.

They didn't know this place yet, but they knew enough where the room was to treat.

Salsa was holding a child whose leg was torn to the point of spitting out a lot of blood. The little boy's mother followed him. In situations like this, you can't panic. Because panic will bring the work to a mess.

He dropped a child on the bed. He immediately searched the P3K box. Treat the child's wounds thoroughly. The boy continued to cry in pain. Salsa is not. He immediately wrapped the little leg with a bandage.

"Thank you very much, Doc" said the boy's mother.

Salsa smiled kindly.

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