The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

2 Commanders

"Patience and prayer."Naura patted her son's shoulder. Not only Akmal is sad, Naura as his mother is also sad.

"You Who?"

Jamilah asked back. This makes Akmal even sadder. He stared at Jamilah. Has Jamilah forgotten everything.

In such circumstances he can quite control himself. Akmal walked closer to Jamilah. Then sit on the chair next to his bed. She kept her smile on and said, "Call me Brother."

"No. You're not my brother. You have blue eyes. And you dress like that. Am I a criminal so you have to wait for me?"

Fix ... He's amnesiac. There was almost nothing left of his memory. I can only pray that this trial is temporary. And he could remember everything. Especially how it happened at the time.

"It's okay if you don't know me. What matters is that you are healthy first. Don't be afraid of the big brother. It's sad that you suspect."

"Thank you, Brother."

"That's better."

I was happy when I saw a faint smile adorning her lips. Although his state of self was still pale and weak. I don't know why he's so sensitive and suspecting so many things. Whether it was his carrier or was it innate from his amnesia. Whatever God is. Give him healing.

"Akmal, Mama's staying. Praying."

When I heard Mama Naura say that, I saw Jamilah restless. I felt something was left behind.

"I don't realize how long I've been praying?What time is it. I want to pray too."

It turns out not all are forgotten. There are some important things that he cannot leave behind and maybe that cannot be forgotten. Obligations as muslim. Alhamdulillah ... Maybe from this side I'll try to fit in his memories.

" There are 2 missed times when you faint. Dzuhur and ashar. And now it's the Maghrib. There are 3 times."

"But I can't abode. Taylor seems to be hard."

Indeed, at this time Jamilah is in a state of great difficulty to move. His one hand had a clear liquid infusion. The other hand has another transfusion tube. Then in the nose there is also a hose. Plus the state of his body is still weak. Thus Jamilah still trying to do tayamum.

Mama Naura stopped her steps, when she heard the words from Jamilah.

"Mama help, son."

Mama ... Sister ... aahhh ... This head is why it becomes dizzy when remembering who you are. Oh my God, what really happened to me. Why am I like this?

Jamilah let Naura's hands rub her face and palms. His eyes fixedly looked at Naura's face covered in a veil. From the color of her eyes, the same as Akmal's sister, blue. Different from himself.

Who are they really?

"It has. Pray. Mama also wants to pray."

"Good thanks, Ma." Naura smiled hearing Jamilah call her Mama. Without accepting or forbidding it. Maybe it's better, he thought. Because Jamilah is currently in his country. Without a brother or family to accompany him.

"Akmal, Mama's staying."

"Yes, Ma. Thanks." Thanks."

As soon as Naura's shadow disappeared behind the door of her room, Jamilah prepared to pray.

"So, I can't go out for a minute."

Akmal nodded as he said, "Ok. When you're done please call Brother."

"Surely, Brother." There was something of his own comfort when he referred to Akmal as 'Silver'. Even though he doesn't know who they are at the moment. Have a family relationship with him. Or someone else. A few times he closed his eyes. Trying hard to remember anything about him. But it hasn't worked.

"Yes, Brother." Finally, prepare yourself to pray immediately. Some moves that can be done, he does. As for what was too difficult to do because of his current state, he did so on cue only. All of this was not out of Akmal's attention. But a moment later he left Jamilah to pray quietly himself.

He himself went out of the room. Meet Papa Akmal sitting in a chair while reading the newspaper. He approached his father and sat on the other side. Several times he took a deep breath. He is currently thinking hard. With the problems that have befallen him.

"Papa, I can't raise my hand with Jamilah's current state."

"Papa understands. Then?"

"I don't know. It seems more complicated than I imagined."

"What a complicated thing."

"Of course."

"What about your wish."

"Yes, Pa. I haven't been able to reveal it."

"So far, what you've done is not wrong. Indeed for your intentions, have you thought carefully."

"I mean Papa?"

"Since then, you have always focused on research. Didn't he get in the way of your ideals all along."

"Don't you agree I'm with him?"

"You're an adult. Inner born, ready. You also undergo. What's Papa's right about that. Not that Pap doesn't approve. Just ask you, think before you act. If need istikharah."

"Thank you, Pa. Akmal will try Papa's advice."

"Yes." Yeah." He focused on his reading. Even though he has objections. But I couldn't bear to say it to his son. Only one belief, whatever happens, is the will of the Powerful. And of course that's the best that has to happen.

Akmal looked at Jamilah, through the window beside him. Jamilah has finished praying. Now it looks calm and silent. However, it looks like he is reciting, by moving his fingers that are in tune with what he says.

As he moved from his seat, wanting to see him again, he was seen at the end of the hallway his commander and commander Jamilah headed towards him. He also abandoned his intentions. Waiting for the arrival of the two men. Maybe it has the same intention of meeting Jamilah.

"Actmal. How's Jamilah doing?"As usual the commander will talk, directly at the point.

"Alhamdulillah is conscious."

"Can I go back to Indonesia?" His face looked serious.

This one commander is not much different than he has. No bases at all."Seems not yet. It's not stable right."

"I'm not good at leaving it here."

"Don't worry. We'll take good care of it. And if it is ready, we will deliver" Akmal replied representing his commander.

"Can you look at him?"

"Please."

The three of them entered the room in silence. Because still watching the hand of Jamilah moving. Like someone who is counting. His lips said something softly. Only he could hear it, but his eyes were closed.

There are only two seats. And it was already occupied by those two commanders. Finally Akmal willingly stood on the other side of Jamilah's bed.