The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

Lovely Ayu Setyawati

Name: Jamilah bint Hasan

Calling: Indah Ayu Setyawati. It is forbidden to feel strange first with my nickname. Well I explained ...

In Arabic it means beautiful. To people, it means beautiful. Ayu's language. Meaning Beautiful, Ayu it's my name is also in a different language. If Setyawati, that's the goal. Faithful forever, hehehe ....

Ayu, this call I specialise for my brother. Beautiful, if this one is for my friends.

As for Setyawati, that's a name that's because of my admiration for papa. She is very loving, loyal to my mother. After a year, my mother did not want to marry again.

What because of me ....

If so, I'm sorry, Papa. Papa can get remarried, as sweet as I am.

That's why for Setyawati, I allocate, papa, aunty and my other family

To a special person who is in my heart or who is very close, who may call Jamilah. Others according to the heart.

Ideals: Air Force Marshal, like papa who always served the country. And again not many women aspire to be like that. So many vacancies. But with a veiled outfit like this, it was possible to pass and be accepted. Pray and be optimistic.

But baby, Papa's trying to block my ideals. He wants me to be a Hafidzah.

If 2 can. Why should 1. If Marshal Hafidzah could. Why should Hafidzah only.Hehehe ....

Favored sports: taekwondo, fencing

Favored spectacle: Football, Football,

Hobby: Cooking is strange. Because only weird people like my cooking. But guaranteed to be addictive.

Brother : More than 100. Sorry, because I was put in my aunt's house. A Nanny Orphanage.

IQ: 220 words. Don't know who's testing. Know there are results.

Although not from a very religious-religious family, but Papa educated a little hard on me. Especially about clothes. Be like this. But I like it.

Principle of life: Enjoy everything happily. Do we not pray every day the goodness of the Hereafter'. In accordance with the principle.

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Name: Akmal bin Andre S.

Nickname: Brama Kumbara. I got this name from Oma. He's a big fan of the '80s radio drama. She idolized the lead character in the series, Brama Kumbara. Therefore, I am better known by the call Bara than my own name.

He has described me that way since I was a child. I don't know what it means. Only Oma knows.

Ideals: Botanist. Simple not ....

Favored sports: Riding, archery

Favorite movie: Comedy drama

Hobby: camping

Sibling: Akram bin Andre S. (twin brother)

Brother of Seibu: Aisye bint Bahrul Ulya.

Foster brother: brother Devra bint Mustafa.

IQ :220, could be this author, shame me.

Family is mediocre. Mama who always taught us always orderly with the implementation of the teachings of the religion we profess. That is why I chose to go to the temple, in order to memorize the Quran, before continuing the ideals that papa wants. Becoming a military. Even though my dad was a great entrepreneur. But somehow papa Ulya wants me to be a military man.

Principle of life: Enjoy everything happily. Because everything that happens in the world already has someone to control it. What is needed is patience and gratitude, so that we understand the wisdom and wisdom behind it.

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Chives ... krosak ....

Must be that little girl again. The orphanage next door to where I live this time. Almost every day, he stopped by my garden. Look and listen ....

"Sir .. I took the guava and the mango ..."

Ask yourself questions, answer it yourself. Bara looked at it for a while and then shook his head. Subhanallah, this is a child ....

This kid is amazing, the body can be tiny, but if you act on walls and trees is amazing. A wall so high, he conquered it without difficulty. Steady on a high branch without any fear. And if you take not just one. To the full, countless. Maybe because it has a high sharing nature. Not wanting to enjoy himself, his friends also he gave. Just bring up the noise calling out to him from behind the wall.

"Sir Ayu, where am I?"

"Patience, just wait, I'm still telling you this" he said loudly.

He didn't want to prevent it either. Even enjoying in their own way. Shake your head and laugh a little. To show his clean teeth. His name is also children. It must be nice to enjoy fruit together. Lighten my load. No need to pick it up let alone deliver it. It was taken by itself.

Bara continued his memorization of Murojaah on a bench, in front of a private laboratory he had. No matter the commotion that occurred in the corner garden.

Bruyukkk...

Not even one sheet, Bara was shocked with a very loud voice. Coming from the garden corner . What happened to the little girl. Don't-don't ....

Bara immediately placed his small Qur'an on the table beside him. With wide strides, Bara headed towards the source of the sound. And true, he found the little girl grimacing in pain on the ground. Seems hurt.

Smiling, he approached the little girl.

"Okay," he moaned.

"Why, Dik.Yes this is how you steal. It's been hit by a reply first." Bara just squatted down beside him. Wanted to help him but his prank. Let him be content to tease the girl.

"I have permission. The brother who didn't hear." protested, defended himself

"Yes .. yes ... Brother allow. Looks like your leg broke the tuch." God.

"Just kid." she replied annoyed. He tried to stand up, wanting to show that he was okay. Although I have to grimace to endure the pain. Makes Bara unbearable too.

"Already, wait here" he said. Then he left himself alone again.

Why is this so sick. He also sat back. Now that he was alone, anxiety began to attack him.

"Sister, don't leave it beautiful. It hurts so much."

Fortunately, the older brother came again with a bit of equipment.

"illness?"

"I know it hurts. Brother leave it alone too."

"So he said it was okay. That's why you stay with your sister."

Bara painstakingly cleaned the wound on his leg and gave Betadine to the wound. This little girl reminds me of Aisye, my little sister. At his age, just as stubborn. I miss him so much.

Looks like his leg is a bit sprained. Alright ....

"Whose name?"

Bara tried to get her to talk so that this girl would not feel pain with what she was going to do. Tuck ....

"Please .. aawwu .. innalilahi ... Brother." cried Jamilah withstood the pain due to the strong pull that Bara did on his leg.

"How now?"

"Much better" said Jamilah happily. Soon he tried to stand back up

"Attent. If not bandaged. The position will move."

"Oh*." Answer's short.

Bara led him to a tree that had the lowest branches. And told her to sit down. While he was busy wrapping Jamilah's feet with a cloth bandage that he brought.

"Silver as papa. Very painfully lovely care."

"Aftentimes. What did you call it. My sister is confused.

Not yet answered, there was already a voice calling out to him.

"Sir Ayu, Ayu's sister is okay, right?"