HEARTFELT
Holy Struggle

Fhadlan will always remember the last advice of Abu Ghafur for him, He will not use sword sharpness or violence against the perpetrators of evil. But he also will not be silent or silent if he knows the evil in front of him.

Abu Ghafur is not just an uncle but more than that he is his spiritual advisor in all things. Still ringing in teliga Fhadlan advice advice abu Ghafur for him during the fight together:

"Lan remains in the concept of holy struggle, for the Supreme Lord will be directly involved in every struggle"

"Lan, be patient in the struggle, for the Most Merciful God will always be with the patient"

"Lan, do not be afraid of the multitude of enemies, for God Almighty has armies on earth and in heaven".

"Lan..don't be daunted by his advanced enemy equipment, because the advanced fighter planes they have can only fly if the Supreme God allows him to fly".

"Lan..do not be daunted by the advanced weapons of the enemy, because the Nuclear they have will only erupt if the Supreme God allows it to erupt.

"Lan.. don't be arrogant when you get victory, because you can defeat many enemies, knock out enemy warplanes or hold their Nukes not erupted it also if God Almighty allows it".

Fhadlan comes out of the trench of refuge - only one seeks Linggo to stop the war and asks Linggo to voluntarily return the necklace given by his adoptive mother Cicilia.

Cicila giving necklace is very meaningful for Fhadlan, because it has been entrusted to keep and open the contents of the necklace in time, in addition Fhadlan is also very curious about the contents of the necklace which is a time capsule.

The sound of cannons, Heavy Arteleri, assault rifles sounded sahut sahutan, the battle grew fiercer. Fhadlan no matter what happens he must meet Kisar Balqis Kingdom. Slowly but surely Fhadlan continued forward in the whirring of a hail of bullets.

Hamdani's regiment began to rush into the city from three warriors. The battle of the city was even more fierce.A half-day battle more than half the city had been controlled by Hamdani regiment.

The engagement was not increasingly merrda as Imperum Balqis held out north of the city in full force, supported by Thank and Arteleri heavily.

"It's an all-out war that Fhadlan has been following along with many of the damaged facilities being hit by gunfire" Fhadlan thought.

Corpses from both sides had been scattered along the streets and passageways. Fhadlan walked alone entering the hallway after hallway of the city by settling into the precipitate. Many times he took a deep breath when he remembered all his experiences.

"Why did it happen so badly?" ask Fhadlan to himself.

Fhadlan was determined to resign from Hamdani's regiment, but Fhadlan also still felt responsible for carrying out his adoptive mother's trust to keep the heirloom necklace and open it when the time was set.

"Hopefully the necklace of the mother of the cicilia can be found in this city" Fhadlan muttered.

Fhadlan continued to walk hauntingly in the hidden passageway in the quiet center of the city. Fhadlan continued to advance towards the north of the city, believing Bramantio, who had been crowned Emperor of the Balqis Empire, was here, and Fhadlan believed that the necklace of Cicilla's mother's original gift was with him.

"Please..please.." I heard a woman's voice calling for help.

Fhadlan settles into the precipitate toward the building where the voice of the call for help is more clearly heard.

A young man in military service laughed as he began to strip the woman of her clothes. "Ihhh, wear shy cat all? I also know that you prefer me Emperor Balqis empire over the poor young man who cannot appreciate your beauty with money...!"

"Braaaak" the window of the room was broken from the outside.

"Bramantio .... Enough!!" Fhadlan snapped and was so angry he thrust his fingers towards Bramantio's neck.

"Ohhh...." Bramantio, who is focused on the woman of his victim, is caught off guard by the danger that comes, when Fhadlan enters he is unable to avoid tototokan Fhadlan falls drooping over the young woman who became his victim.

"the mulya... Emperor Bramantio had anything going on inside" the guards shouted to Bramantio.

Outside the room sounded the row of guards who heard the commotion inside the room, and the cries of the Emperor's security guards. When Fhadlan wanted to check on Bramantio to find the necklace of Cicilia's mother who was stolen Bramantio. The door was forced from the outside to make Fhadlan undo his intentions and turn to save Bramantio's victim.

"Let's get out of here, I'll help you" Fhadlan said as the woman thrashed at Fhadlan's call.

Fhadlan darted in a wind-swept manner leaving the building until in a hallway he saw members of Hamdani's regiment on patrol.

"Commander Fhadlan" they shouted respectfully as Fhadlan stopped in front of him.

"Save him, take him to the base" Fhadlan gave the order and dropped a young woman from his call.

"Every commander" they said, Fhadlan again darted towards the building where the woman was almost raped.

Inside the building was a scene with Bramantio's rough death which was quite awkward. Petingggi did not believe Bramantio killed himself or was killed easily.

Utilizing the noise and panic of the side of the building, Fhadlan slipped among the soldiers of the Empire's balqis Kingdom, fortunately they were not attentive to Fhadlan's presence, so that Fhadlan could blend in with them.

"I... I've read it.." a man dressed in military attire is seen in dialogue with someone who is also dressed the same from the rank on their shoulders looks like a general.

"You just came, how can you read it? This letter is fake! Of course you and your accomplices who wrote it and Emperor Bramantio did not die of suicide, nor will you die killed by the tootokan on his neck easily" said one of the generals.

"The emperor has a rare ancient martial art, only the mulya queen can defeat him" he explained.

"Of course you're a treacherous bastard, you're the one who orchestrated all this, motherfucker!" While saying so, the hand of the general who looks like an Indonesian moves forward and knows his hand has been gripped by a magnifying shirt that has just come.

"Don't. ehhh, tolooongg General ...!"

The crooked-nosed man standing near the two generals quickly interceded and said, "Master, be patient..."

"You're the schemer setting up a disgusting stratagem!" His left hand snatched and he had grabbed the hair of the crooked nose, then with anger burned his chest and head, this general moved both his hands.