HEARTFELT
The Lotus Star Group

"Don't pass there Lan, usually on the side of the Park there is a trench protection, we can pass along the paret to approach the settlement" said uncle Salim who understands the state of the island.

"Tiuuuuu" the moorings intensified Fhadlan and Salim felt a bullet pass very close to his head, salim fell forward into the trench.

"Uncle Salim." said Fhadlan, jumping into a ditch, then shaking the body of the salim.

Fhadlan was somewhat relieved when the sound of the explosion and the sudden whirring of the bullets stopped after they fell into the ditch.

"Uncle .... " Fhadlan was still shaking the body of the salim.

"Yes Fhadlan.... I was just pretending to be shot" said uncle Salim.

"Ahk uncle makes Fhadlan panic" said Fhadlan.

"Shelf..prak..prak..prak.." A few moments later there was the sound of footsteps of several people getting closer.

"Sssssssttt" fhadlan put a sharp finger on the lips asking uncle Salim to be quiet.

"Some people are walking towards us Lan" said Uncle Salim Angas.

"Hold your breath" whispered Fhadlan, then lay crosswise over Salim's body, with salim's arms shot in a circle in Fhadlan's chest. Fhadlan used a holy breathing technique so that he could no longer breathe.

"They've been shot and they're not breathing" said the man who looked inside the parquet.

"Let the body rot" said another militant.

"Salim the Defector" said the first man.

"Let him rot to be eaten by 4 dogs" said another friend of them leaving the overlapping Fhadlan and Salim in the trench.

At that moment Salim felt Fhadlan's pulse that was silent as death.

"You're alive, aren't you Fhadlan?" tanyanya was very worried.

"Still uncle' said Fhadlan.

They waited for about 5 minutes, until there was no sound from the top of the paret.

"About a hundred meters away tracing the parquet we will go into the sewer waste disposal, we are safer through the edge of the sewer" said Salim.

By crawling they finally made it to the edge of the sewer sewer, where weed gave him some cover. The edge of the gutter feels very safe again they settle the sediment running half-crawl towards the settlement.

Fhadlan and Salim noticed the circumstances were not as they had expected where it appeared people dressed in military attire were on patrol, one passing very close to Fhadlan on his chest was clearly visible a three-leaved lotus emblem embroidered with golden threads on his chest. Fhadlan paused his intention to ascend back to the parrot where pak salim resounded.

"Lift your hand, don't move and answer honestly" said Fhadlan pointing a gun at Salim.

"Fhadlan ... " Salim was shaking as the gun in Fhadlan's hand stuck to his forehead.

"Uncle Salim must know them, right?" ask Fhadlan.

"But uncle was not part of them" Salim still seemed to tremble.

"Tell me about them" Fhadlan's gun was still stuck in the forehead.

"Well but put your gun down first from uncle's forehead" Salim's pinta.

Fhadlan lowered his gun but was still in a ready position to fire, making a call for salim to tell the story.

"Hmmm ... that means the golden-embroidered lotus flower on the left chest of the meteka huh?" ask Fhadlan.

"yes but the embroidered thread became their differentiator, the golden thread means high ranking officers, silver middle officers while those embroidered with white threads are just ordinary soldiers" Salim explained.

"The leader came here General Gibran a former Regiment of Hamdani, currently on the lotus island is going on a democratic party of the election of the Emperor, one of the current strong candidates is General Gibran, he came here for financial support from the Hamdani group"

"Your uncle Hamdani refused, but he forced it with the island nendudki" Salim explained.

"Hmmmm Gibran" echoed Fhadlan, remembering his comrades-in-arms during his time in the Hamdani Regiment.

The guard became more strict after they entered the island, something beyond their calculations.The snipers were on guard all the time, almost every minute the patrol goes back and forth making sure nothing is worth suspecting.

"Which building is where the gibran is?" ask Fhadlan.

salim did not have time to answer Fhadlan's question, again heard the footsteps of someone who patrolled around the parquet.

"Suuuut" sounded like the sound of a flying marcon, as a hand grenade was thrown at them.

The Fhadlan reflex throws a pebble and hits the object.

"Not .. bummmmm" the hand grenade went off and exploded not far from them.

Sand scattered dust and gravel flying makes visibility becomes limited.

"ck ck... Amazing young man you are really a hero, you really deserve to be a warlord, the reality that uncle saw today, it turns out more than what uncle heard during this time,I'm even a reality that uncle saw more than a legendary story" Salim tapped Fhadlan on the shoulder.

However, the rescue process has never been as easy as planning. The Lotus Star conspirators knew of the plans for the prisoner rescue operation, of course they would prepare a strategy to prevent Fhadlan from freeing Hamdani. 

Knowing Fhadlan's hideout three men ran over with machine guns starting to spew bullets.

"Treet Treet Treet" Fhadlan managed to get out of the parquet and return their fire.

"Ahhhhhh ahhhhh" three members of the Lotus Star.

"Deploy all the reserve militias, the targets have been found" their commander said.

"Rescue forces will arrive about five minutes into the journey to get to where we are trapped, what we have to do, they are very strong... Lan"." said Salim

"Tar tar tar tar" returned a series of increasingly intense shots towards them.

The Lotus Star troops again surrounded, the distance between them was getting closer, the more anxious salim "There is no way to escape, we have to survive with the rest of the ammunition and the strength that exists"

"Tar tar tar tar" back Fhadlan shoot back.

"Ahhh .. ahhh .. ahhhh" the three rebels who tried to approach collapsed just ten meters away from them.

Until fifteen minutes passed their aminisi increasingly thinning, as the group of lotus stars increasingly intense their help continues to arrive. Fhadlan tried to pay attention to the position of their commander.

"Defend here uncle Salim" said Fhadlan again jumping out of the parrot, before the enemy realized the fhadlan's pisisi, the weapon in Fhadlan's hand had spewed bullets shooting at members of the nearby Lotus Star.

The screams of pain and the thumping sound of those who were struck by bullets rang out, panicking the other members. Fhadlan darted towards the Commander who always gave command from behind the wall of the building to the right of their position.

'Wouldn't this be their leader" thought Fhadlan to notice a man with a golden lotus embroidery on his chest.

"Duuuuus.. suiiiiiit" a great movement of Fhadlan shot towards the commander, with a streak of wind as fast as lightning Fhadlan moved to snatch the body of the Commander and then darted back to the trench where uncle Salim was located.