Waiting Morning

Failure is a success

Being a state servant is his goal since Junior High. So no wonder during studying at the High School level, Akbar has prepared it carefully.

Preparation physically and psychically into a military does not make it so easy. His expectations did not go smoothly, he had to fail several times in the military.

He failed to enter Akpol in the city of Semarang after he graduated High School. He failed anthropometric and physical tests. At that time he had to give up his love for the military. He could not take a series of tests because his father became ill.

As the only son of two brothers. He carries out the task of decision-maker, although his decision to remain on his father's side until the end of his age makes him have to give up his ideals.

Ideals can still be achieved another time, but filial devotion to his father in the moments of his departure becomes a moment that will not be repeated.

"I want to be a proud father's son"

Second chance, he took the Secaba TNI AD test.

He swallowed another disappointment pill. Where he had to fail a second time just because he was late in the test room. Disappointed? sure have. Akbar failed just because of a trivial problem, late.

Obviously it is not a trivial matter for unity. How could a soldier not be disciplined.

Actually it was not Akbar's fault entirely, he was late because his only sister at that time needed his help to take care of her delivery. Sister-in-law can not accompany because she is still in Singapore. No other pee.

Akbar clearly prioritized his family first. And in the end he must feel the bitterness of life because his ideals must be buried in this year.

While waiting for the AD TNI registration next year, Akbar filled his days by following the scouting organization that since High School he wrestled.

Unexpectedly, starting from there. He knew the figure of a woman who was supple, and had the art of rhetoric high to make him fascinated at first sight and feel the electricity of romance sting his body at subsequent meetings.

Now, Akbar is only accompanied by a pinch of longing. A cup of hope found news from her maiden.

The task as a state servant, practicing his sapta surnama as a soldier cut his time to remember the figure of a girl who likes to sing waiting here songs belonging to Richard Mark.

Yes, the romance story is not as smooth as the toll road. He had to pass through a long and winding maze. But he is sure, the dock of love will approach the end of the port. Prayer, only prayer that until now has not been interrupted.

Akbar believes that prayer is the VVIP line to his love station.

Although only through the prayer temple that he always said, the inevitability must come.

And the Qur'an is the cure of all diseases. Illness when he was troubled, the disease of all the restlessness of the heart that he could not afford.

Tok.dok.

The sound of the door in one of KRI's rooms was knocked down violently. Athletic men and curly-haired models with typical Ambon dialect can not wait for the door to open.

He was in a hurry to meet the occupant of the room immediately. But heard from inside the room, Akbar was chanting the verse Alqur’an. After waiting seven minutes and the sound of the Quran’an verse stopped, Joseph knocked on the door once again quietly.

“Bang..”.

This time Joseph tried to open the door.

“Ups..sorry bang” Yoseph scratched his head not itchy then pulled his steps back like he was about to close the door.

“ Nothing, just enter” Akbar closed the mushaf he just read.

“ I have finished bro” Akbar said while folding the prayer mat.

“ Bang, let's get out. Friends are waiting”.

“ Yes..yes, I'll be there soon. You first, I'll catch up to” soon

" Right bang, don't wear it for long"

Akbar held two fingers together - his index and middle fingers on his right temple.

The man who had just met Akbar and dared to raid his room was named Yoseph.

Yoseph Bensan Aliputty, a Marine from the city of Maluku, was a junior of three levels under Akbar.

Joseph immediately ran to the deck of the ship that had been mobbed by marine members who were on duty at KRI who were patrolling the sea in Sebatik waters.

Joseph stripped his PDL, leaving behind a short-sleeved green t-shirt. With a radiant and feisty face, he was speeding up even faster.

“ Commander coming..” shouted Yoseph then plunged from the top of the deck.

Gadzhe, byuur,

Joseph splashed himself in the Sebatik waters.

Started Yoseph then followed by – colleagues other. Yes, the plunge from the boat is one of the traditions of promotion by Marine soldiers carried out while they are on duty in the middle of the sea.

This celebration is done as a form of entertainment and celebration so that they do not feel lonely away from their loved ones, namely family.

And while on duty as it is today, the occupants of the ship are the closest family to the TNI version. Their intimacy is like a thumb with an index finger.

Today there are a few stars who rose through the ranks, Joseph one of them. By shouting yel-yel energetically, they rejoice, full of family, mutually reinforcing each other.

Not implied sadness even though it must be far from the people they care about. This time, besides being happy because of the promotion. Today is the last day they are tasked with guarding the Indonesian border in Tarakan, East Kalimantan .

"Come bang, you're down too"

"I'm here, you just enjoy the concentrated salt water let the girls on the tack "Akbar shouted from the boat.

"Well, you're not fucking busy bang. Not faithfully married uh.loyal your friend"

Yoseph then gave the code to some fellow soldiers.

Without ba bi bu, three people who were adjacent to Akbar finally managed to herd Akbar to the edge of the deck. With just one bite, Akbar's body immediately slammed into the water.

And byur, Akbarpun finally took a saltwater bath.

Seeing, their commander was freefalling. Makes the atmosphere more exciting.

When happy faces emanated for some soldiers, in fact it was not implied in the face of a Peltu Syaiful Akbar.

After completing the ritual of bathing in sea water for almost 4 hours, Akbar immediately cleansed his body and took ablution water to perform ashar prayers.

Not to forget, the prayers he said after dhikr afternoon.

"Levil, to whom should I attach the word" Akbar cried in his heart.

When the other soldiers were happy before their return. Akbar still didn't show that hue.

No, not because he was unhappy to meet his mother who had not met for eight months. Although only by telephone, Akbar was quite happy to hear his mother in Semarang who lived alone there.

Wishing all blessings pervades his life, and of course prayers for his mother and women who until now he has not known his existence.

After the ship leaned, the troops immediately headed for the TNI AL headquarters.

Before the task ended, Akbar and Yoseph still had the task of guarding the lighthouse.

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