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PHASE 33 . TWO BLUE EYES

Adnan remained silent. Far ahead there, was the location where the eastern alliance headquarters was located. He sighed, still not believing what he was doing now. Clibanarii who became the origin of the conflict between himself and Erick at that time. It was Clibanarii who made Erick different.

The blue-eyed young man sighed. His black hair was already slightly cut and trimmed. The uniform he wore was other than his past ones. He has not returned to the western alliance base on Earth since his move to Cosmo a month ago. However, two days before he was sent back to Earth, someone suddenly contacted him. Adnan still remembers the conversation.

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“You ... is fine?” ask the young man who was the interlocutor of Adnan.

Adnan sighed and nodded as he cleared his throat. He just finished a project

what Oscar asked for a while ago before the brunettes contacted him for the first time.

“How are you doing?” ask the young man again. “What are you ..”

“I'm fine, Erick,” Adnan replied as he turned his chair around, making him face the bed near the table

who's dealing directly with space out there. “How about you?”

Erick was silent for a few seconds. “I'm good too,” he replied. “I'm sorry I just got in touch with you. It's hard because Dad won't let me use the communication channel to get there.”

“I know,” said Adnan. “Have you realized your father's wish?”

The brunette boy was silent again. This time is very long.

“Erick?”

“Ah, sorry.” Erick nodded back, then heard a sigh. “I thought, I would never be like you, Ad,”.

“What do you mean?” ask the black-haired young man. One hand was brushing her hair

cut away. “Indeed, what makes you want to be like me?”

Erick took a breath. “I am aware of something, but ...”

“But?” Adnan's blue eyes turned to look at space. The floating rocks attract its attention. “But what?”

Erick again snorted. “You're trying to make me honest, huh?!” bluff and make his interlocutor

chuckles. He's whining. “Begini, Ad. I apologized in advance for not telling you. This is about .. Adara.”

This time, Adnan's forehead shriveled. “Dia?” He held out the body that had turned the chair back to face the work desk. “You found it?”

Erick. “But …. I'm sorry, Ad, I'm really sorry.”

Adnan frowned. “You shot him?”

The Adnan-aged young man gasped. His friend's guess is always right. Damnit. He focused on the call. “Er, yes, but I didn't. So you take it easy,” he said. “But, Ad, I ...”

“Why else?”

Erick gulped. “If you have a chance to control Sarkan, can .. can you …. Can you ...”

“Iya, Erick,” timpal Adnan, slightly break the doubts of his friend. “Make yourself as comfortable as possible with Analemma,”.

The young man surnamed Frederick sighed. “You ... will really control Sarkan? You're taking that Clibanarii to Earth?” the scales.

Adnan remained silent. “You know about that?” rhetorical reply.

Erick. “My father blamed me yesterday because I couldn't be like you,”. “And he was excited about it.”

Adnan leaned himself against the back of the chair and sighed. One side where he could also feel pity for Erick. His friend had been living only according to the wishes of his father, even since Adnan knew him for the first time. Frederick Hubert, how big is his ambition to make his son a puppet?

Adnan even tried to forget about it, although in the end now it seems to make him swallow the bitter pill again. Fighting with his own best friend, then .. yes, he is also a puppet of someone during his time in Cosmo. And that person was a figure who had now entered the room and had been standing behind him.

The man who looked exactly like Adnan nodded. It's been a month since Adnan came here, tortured

“I have important business,” Adnan told Erick. “Let's call again.”

Minutes after the call was turned off, Adnan got up from his chair and approached Oscar Harvey

those. Oscar smiled masygul. He patted the young man's shoulder before him.

“You didn't forget, did you?” tanyakanya.

Adnan nodded. “What's with only operation tomorrow I can meet him?” his reply.

Oscar nodded while thinking. “There are only two best options, ‘kan?” said. “Return to base and utilized Hubert, but you can't meet your girlfriend. Or stay here and obey me, but you can meet him?”

The two blue eyes were staring at each other. There was a silk-thin hatred in the depths of each other's hearts when a memory came out so great. About the figure of the man who became the only past they both. About the man who hid the big secret that the two had just known after meeting a month ago.

Adnan swallowed the salivary for a moment. He's nodding. “Thank you,” said.

Oscar chuckles. “No need to be formal, Ad,” said, then reached out to the 17-year-old. “That speech, it shouldn't come out very officially from a sister like you.”

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Adnan sighed softly. He should not be here now. If only, the disaster had not happened. Maybe he and Adara had met without much hindrance. However, like many love stories Adnan had heard during his life.

There is no such thing as falling in love without sacrifice. Even if we fall, if we want to reach the one we love, then we will rise again for the last time. Until he and I can be found.

“Adara,” murmured Adnan. His blue eyes looked straight ahead, where a screen showed several dots

black and red are out there. “Are you part of that squad?” continued. “Should we end up like this?”

His hands clenched as the young man bowed. He sighed. Frisson. Feel how the past

shackle them in the injustice that has happened until now. About their parents' relationship and all things.

Adnan still does not understand, for what. Why did his father do all this? For what reason?

Even if Sarkan and Paladin were not created, would peace still be attainable?

Will he and Adara still be able to play and walk the same path? Like before?

Can it?

The young man closed his eyes for a moment, then looked back at the screen. “Dad,” murmured. “If I fail, what

what am I supposed to do? Can I get answers to my questions all this time?”

Quiescent.

Only silence took him.

Until the second in which a girl opened her light brown eyes. Sighing at Clibanarii

the giant standing in front of him. In a moment, if only the vanguard needed help, then he alone would control this Clibanarii made by his father.

Paladin was still silent on the cold atmosphere of CB-222. He's not squeaking at all. However, one thing that Clibanarii may still remember could only be controlled by the chosen ones.

Events five years ago.

Paladin will not forget that moment, even when he has been imprinted in the heart of every soul later.

Adara sighed, looking at the Clibanarii. “I know, you still hold the same grudge,” he said. “But, for this time, I beg ….

“If I am allowed to control you,” he continued. “Can you give me the answer to my question to Dad in the past?”

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