The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

Papa Hasan's

I have no more words to tell Papa. Want to avoid how. In fact, I'm now at Akmal's sister's house.

The sadness on Papa's face made me realize that I was wrong.

"Papa, I'm sorry to have to."

No words said. Only clear tears seemed to drip on Papa's face. This heart grows worse. I'm so sorry to tell Papa this news. I thought it was good, and it would make Papa happy. But no! In reality, Papa was very sad to hear it.

"Papa, speak!"

"What's wrong, son. Can't take care of you."

"What does Papa mean?"

"It's okay. Papa loves you."

"Papa don't misunderstand.Nothing happened between me and Akmal."

"Papa believed that. Just ...."

Papa's gaze pointed at something behind me. His face hardened, expressing deep anger at the figure behind me. I turned my body too. Only then did I know who was behind me. He is Akmal's brother. Since when has he been there? I really didn't realize it. Has he eavesdropped on my conversation with papa. I immediately wiped my tears. Even though that sadness I can't hide from him.

"Give the phone to him. Papa wants to talk."

I also handed over my phone. He seemed calm when he accepted it.

"You!" A very hard word came out of Papa's lips. I didn't think Papa would say that to her.

Kak Akmal's tired face, momentarily looks jolted. But he remained calm. Not affected by the words of Papa.

"I'm sorry, don't tell Papa about this. We're worried, this is gonna make Papa anxious. This is also in the light of our authority. But believe. Jamilah safe. I look after him as I look after my own brother."

Papa!! ... Akmal used the word to greet Papa. Not Om or uncle, as he used to greet older people. I'm afraid papa will get angry. But not ... Papa doesn't seem to care. Although for a while I did not hear his voice, as if silent to think.

"She's My Daughter. I deserve to know anything about him. Staying where you are for days, it's the same as kidnapping you and hiding it from me." I heard Papa still yelling in the same tone. It makes me sad and clueless. I hope that Akmal is not angry with Papa's attitude.

"I don't think that way, Pa. Kidnap or hide from Papa. This is all for Ayu's recovery. If that offends Papa, I'm sorry Akmal. Trust me, Pa. He'll be home safe and well."

"Although you are my best friend's son. But I don't trust you right away. If there's anything with my daughter. I'm not forgiving you."

"Yes, Papa."

"One more! Do you really mean it to my daughter?"

I saw Brother Akmal smiling faintly. It was as if he had been waiting for that question ever since. The tail of his eyes glanced at me for a moment. He was smiling too.

"Please get her guidance, Pa."

"Here you go!"

"Assalamualaik." Akmal closed the conversation with Papa. His face was without pleasure, joy and perhaps also happy. Should I be happy, or perhaps moved by his decisiveness. A bright spot as an entertainer yes. But does it take away my current troubled mood. That hard.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Give Setyawati the phone."

"Good, Pa."

He handed the flat object to me. I am still sad and do not understand Papa's attitude. I've never seen Papa in such a state. Scolding me, crying, very emotional when facing other people in front of me. This is the first time. What happened to papa. I am still afraid of his anger. Lest it continue.

"Papa wants to talk." Akmal's words awakened me. I also received the phone from his hand.

"Not to cry. Papa's good intentions."

It is difficult for me to digest the attitude of Papa and Kak Akmal. My mood is still gray. I can only regret saying that Akmal will propose to me. But whatever the power, it's already gone. Fortunately, Akmal did not refuse. Even give firmness.

"If you arrive later, please call Papa. Papa's standing by at the airport."

"Good, Pa."

"Please be good. Papa wait for you to come back. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Facing the whirring of bullets or the thunder of grenades was common, but facing Papa's anger I felt unable to. It makes me very sad and I want to cry.

"If you want to cry, cry!"

The shadow of Papa's anger still teased my thoughts until unconsciously these tears came back to drip. For a while Akmal let me cry until I was tired and realized that crying was useless. I stopped my crying too. With the tip of my veil I rubbed the remains of tears that came out of the corner of this eye.

"Rest assured. That's all your dad did because he loves you so much."

I nodded, not rejecting that statement. Although I don't understand it in a way to express that affection. Everything will become clear when you meet Papa. May Papa's anger cease and I may calm down when Mama Naura and Papa Ulya come to Papa's house.

"Prepare. My mom is waiting."

I got up again to prepare the flowers so I could carry them.

"It's not better here. Or do you not want to come back here?"

There's just the talk of this Kak Akmal.

"For Mother Zulfa."

"All right."

He helped me pack that plant. Then take him forward.

"Aren't you getting ready?"

"No. I'm coming home, this is also gonna tell you. I can't come now. There's something I need to finish. You don't mind, do you?"

Why did his plan suddenly change. After everything is mature. I even heard her assertiveness, stating to Papa. But Why is it that at this time Kak Akmal did not join his family to come to Papa. Is it just a representative. I don't think it'll satisfy Papa after what just happened.

I realize Akmal's duty is very much. I can't possibly bother him. But can Papa understand that. I became afraid.

"Please Brother be present at the proposal."

"Goddessa. Later I will talk with Papa Mama and with my boss in the office, so that you and I can attend the proposal."

"I really hope, Brother."

"Pray that my observation this time will be over quickly."

Although the answer did not satisfy me, it was at least one of the ways that I could hope.

"Sister, may I ask you one thing only. Yesterday I thought of something."

"Who is forbidden. Just ask!"

"I heard Papa talking about Brother with Tazkia. Why don't you follow Papa."

Akmal laughed so much that he saw his teeth.

"I know about Tazkia, Papa doesn't know. Don't think about it."