Equatorial Eagle Love Maneuver
CINTA~PART 25 MANEUVER

Sagara has just finished cleaning, even he is still handling. With a nosy hand scraping the ears afraid there is soap nyempil he did not immediately look for clothes, but rather snatched the blape on the room table and saw, who knows there is a message coming in.

Lately, he has too often seen his phone rich. Hope there is a short message that can make his smile expand rich crackers jengkol.

"Umi, abi, om Ray, litting group, Luki, Cle.." he muttered through the rows of messages one by one. If Umi Fara, it is certainly rich in kasmaran abg again, which nanyain has not eaten, pray, eat the same what?

Another case with Ray, who asked to visit the abba and ummah house because honestly the house was crowded when Lebaran doang most ma cut the same God who nengokin with the twins, if abi Fath....aside from the news, it is certain that the business that will be handed down to him and Kalingga.

He snorted amusedly when reading Luki's message which invited him to play gapleh at the front porch post while picketing later.

Sagara clicked on the Clemira icon, brother, Cle go first, do'ain Cle to win! With her picture spiked at the airport, a nyempil figure was seen beside Clemira, only a figure cut off his hands and shoulders, but Saga could guess who it belonged to, "Ze..." muttered.

There is no special message left by the teenage girl for Sagara, she misses the absurd ravings of Zea, she misses being pestered by teenage girls who always transmit their cheerful attitude. She..missing Zea Arumi.

Clemira's message was 5 hours ago, which means that now they are on a flight to Three Lion, their phone is definitely dead, because they saw any contact, he said, last seen 5 hours ago.

Saga put back his phone after feeling his skin was cold and already dry from the water, he rushed to get clothes.

Luki brought a glass of hot instant coffee to the front porch and sat down beside Sagara who was holding a long barrel gun.

"Every day I keep my guns on, when do I pan tat girls?!" the God on the Saga.

"For a while, this is my girl" she answered stroking the muzzle of a gun on Luki. Befriending the animals of the night, the two watched the streets that had begun to be empty. When people sleep, these two officers actually have to picket with several others.

"My own nights." - Dendang Luki.

"Oh yes Ga. That girl from High School is adek lo, how are you? What's his name, Zea?" tanya Luki smiled anyjay if she remembered Zea's face that made her fail to make a move on.

"Well." Sagara brief, still wet his lips mention the name Zea before the picket, this colleague again reminded!

"Gga got picked, didn't he? It's good for the entertainer," his eyebrows go up and down. "Did his clothes make a soldier's purse goosebumps?" kekeh Luki, Sagara just snorted amusedly, comot! Thought of rice temen, prospective friends live together with rice temen.

"The entertainer you mean is Minister Ki's son, Minister Rewarangga's son..."

The shavings on the lips of the glass must be stopped in a jolt because of Sagara's speech, the essential pleasure of the taste of coffee is forced to slide freely into the stomach without say hay to the esophagus.

"What really?!" ask her.

Sagara nodded steadily. "What is now viral because of the human trafficking syndicate? Minister \*\*\*\*\* and \*\*\*?"

Sagara again nodded richly.

"Ah crazy! You're a vain'in minister's son, bro!" Luki patted hard on Saga's shoulder, "if I'm lo, I won't wait until I get another letter of duty, I'll take it!"

It might be true what Luki said, which man would reject Zea while the others were chasing her, only a complicated man. Although the benchmark of the treasure is clearly not an important point in his doubt, in general....Sagara is the first grandchild of a famous businessman in this country, the first son of a great pangdam and woman in the east there.

"Bang," said Frida letda approaching, her litting partner increasingly visible shining more and more rich penny car lights.

"How are you?" his question equalled Sagara's move.

"good. Just seen, outside duty?" ask Saga back.

"Yes bang, just back from the east, brother himself last month new outside duty right? Denger rumors of other colleagues, among second lieutenants, brother's name is getting brighter! Congratulations bang, the wealth will be in promotion. Frida Denger brother also entered special forces training? Whoa!" his nod signified his admiration. Since long ago he has put a sense of admiration and love for Saga, since the first time he saw it ushered by Fara and Al Fath.

Sagara only reviewed a thin smile as usual, so he told anyone including the opposite sex. Though letda Frida is a worship of fellow soldiers, but it feels as aggressive as any he approached Saga did not respond to him more than friends.

Frida smiled knot long enough, until her smile turned bitter and wry Saga did not even glance at her.

"I go in first," Saga turned to the side, the woman his age who looked beautiful with a thin makeup polish was staring bitterly, "bang..."

"Yes?"

Frida looked around her first and cleared her discomfort, "from a long time ago, Frida loved her brother...Frida was amazed, Frida also often miss to see brother."

Not Frida's face that is now clearly painted in Sagara's eyes, but the image of Zea Arumi the girl who loudly said she liked Sagara that Saga is currently seeing.

"Zea likes brother! Really like!"

Sagara furrowed his brows, even an old face like Frida was erased by Zea's face. And perhaps, the figure of the reckless girl was already imprinted in Sagara's heart and brain.

"Abang is also dear Zea," murmured Sagara, Frida was surprised, the smile that originally expanded when the heart burst more and more exploded just now have to plunge free at the end of the sentence when the name that was spoken is not him.

"Zeez? This is Frida, bang. Since when did Frida change her name to Zea?" tanya Frida chuckled discordantly. Sagara gasped in surprise, "astagfirullah! Sorry..sorry!" Saga immediately shook his head to brush off Zea's shadow, he regained his consciousness and rushed to rectify everything.

"Sorry Frida," he said. Without Sagara having to explain everything, Frida already understood that the young officer's heart was filled with the girl named Zea.

He nodded in understanding, his head lowered with feet kicking the pebbles slowly, "nothing bang. Frida knows that her brother already has someone....Frida's late, yeah bang." her laugh's off.

Sagara smiled thinly without answering.

"That's it, Frida bang first. May the same brother he last.." he said there is pain when he found out if someone who is liked for a long time actually already has someone.

Sagara gave a brief nod seeing Frida letda turn her body and walked quickly until the flick of short hair seemed to slap Frida's cheek.

"Sorry." Murmured Saga looked at the old Frida's back, not regretting Frida's departure but regretting Zea's departure...

He looked up at the tree that was now growing high beside the office, when at first the tree was so small.

Although growing among sturdy buildings he still confident give coolness and become a place to shelter the creatures who live in it, dismiss the doubts that exist. Until finally everyone can adapt and accept the situation.

Why can't he be like that tree? Too many doubts about the view of Zea following the life of the princess who made her guts to invite Zea into his world, but the sense of regret still grows until this moment even bigger, even bigger, if he is as sure as the tree then it is not impossible that Zea will accept and adapt to the circumstances.

Sagara breathed a tired breath, his eyebrows swooped confidently, and he reached into the phone in his pants pocket, not the Zea he called first, "assalamu'alaikum.mi, Saga asked for his prayer."

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Fara frowned in the east there, "want branch to nugas?" her question is crunching chips.

"Abang wants to ask do'a blessing umi to chase girls..."

"Ohuukkk-uhuukkk! Air-water!"

"ABANGGG!!!"

Sagara smiled widely, surely uminya shock born inner hearing that.

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