Last God
Surprise to Jerry

Bondan was impatient to meet Jerry and introduce the 'Living fossil. Back Bondan glanced at Kemala who was sitting pretty next to him, in a taxi. After getting off the bus, they continued their journey by taxi. Kosan Jerry is close.

The programmer and internet pirate expert apparently just finished bathing and was still wearing a towel when Bondan knocked on the door.

"Yes! Just stop!"

As soon as the door was opened, Bondan was visibly grinning and beside his best friend stood a tall, soft-faced woman.

"Ups! Sorry," said Jerry. Almost the towel sagged. So misbehaved and not expecting, in the afternoon he arrived beautiful women.

"Benta jerk! Me, I'll wear clothes first. Lu how the hell! Take a girl and don't say tell me first," Jerry said, closing the door and grabbing her clothes.

Birds go home to the nest, it's getting late. Jerry was dressed and tidying up the room. As the bachelor room unfolds, Kemala and Bondan sit on Jerry's crumpled and scuffed mattress. Every now and then Kemala sneezes and thinks hard, "what is this scent? It's not good in the nose." While Jerry sat in the director's seat is soft and can rotate.

"That's how, as I was just telling you, she's the crown princess of the Atlantean kingdom. His name is Kemala."

"Oh my God, seriously you Dan?" Jerry still convinced himself to believe Bondan's story.

"OK okay, let's say I believe. This is! Look at this, as I'm telling you in the massanger, right at the coordinates you're telling me about. This, very well," said Jerry, turning the sitting position and turning on the monitor.

The video that Jerry played was Prof's press conference video. Erwandi was at the site of the discovery of the megalithic passageway.

"It looks like we should go back there. That's Professor Irwandi, one of Bokap's best friends. I know."

"Patience, rest first, soon night. Mmmm, by the way, where are you going to sleep? It's impossible, nginep here, in my room?" said Jerry continued to ask and look at his best friend and the woman who was foreign to him was clingy.

"Where is the Princess and the prince sleeping in the rogues" replied Bondan.

"Fuck you."

Then Bondan spoke to Kemala in a language that Jerry did not understand.

"We're looking for food, then we go to my house, it'll be dark soon. We sleep in my house, okay?"

"Yes, it's up to you" replied Kemala. Bondan smiles and returns to face Jerry who is now dumbstruck.

"What language did you speak just now?"

"Old language" replied Bondan.

"So far, what are you talking about?"

"I invite him to eat, he keeps saying, you are not invited, kasian said, skinny so, like the lack of food mostly staying up late."

"As far as you are! Dizziness me."

"Yes, let's unplug it" Bondan asked. Kemala and Jerry got up and soon passed from the room the smell of rancid and cigarette butts.

The sun has sunk and the color of the twilight color that blur also disappeared changed stars in the night sky and one star in front of Bondan. She was Kemala, a clear-eyed and gentle-faced star, her gaze gentle, her hair soft and everything soft. While chewing food, Bondan so imagine, how happy if he until life together and honeymoon with the love of his heart. It still felt warm in the deck Kemala that night, behind the bamboo room.

"Anyways, if you're ever going to that forest again, I'm coming!" jerry said with his mouth still blasting clean the leftovers.

"OK, but watch out, don't cry. I don't want to bother."

"Ready! Who's afraid."

***

It was late and Kemala just got off the taxi and Bondan took him to the museum. Both seem sleepy.

The atmosphere was quiet, only one or two vehicles were still passing on the protocol road they crossed.

The house was dark and they went in. After the Bondan lights turned on, Kemala looked surprised to see fossils lined up on many iron shelves.

"This is actually a museum, as I once said. Why?" bondan continued to ask questions because he saw a strange romance on the face of Kemala.

"It's not good to take and elongate a human skull like that. His spirit must be disturbed" said Kemala while pointing a lump of ancient human skull at the end of a nearby shelf.

"Come, this is a special room for guests or visitors who want to stay. Actually, this was my mother's room. Come on," Bondan said as he opened the door and showed me this and that.

"This is the bed, this is the bathroom,"

"Where are you sleeping?" kemala. To Bondan it sounds like, 'come to bed with me, I'm afraid to sleep alone. Bondan smiled in response to the ridiculousness of his own mind.

"I'm in the next room, if there's anything near. Oh yeah, take a shower first and change clothes later, there's a lot of my mom's clothes in the suitcase. A moment." Bondan went back in and opened a large suitcase next to an empty closet. Luckily, the clothes of his mother who had not been used were still decent to wear, clean and neatly arranged.

"Here's the towel, I'll get you some soap first,"

"Soap? what is soap?"

"Mmmm... A kind of processed spice to cleanse the skin."

"Oh, thank you, it's been a long time since I've been stretching and showering spices. All this time I only bathed with the flowers I collected and planted myself," Kemala smiled. For a moment Bondan returned Kemala's smile and immediately passed taking a bath soap.

Kemala whims into the bathroom and shocked himself to find a glass that displays his own face.

I was researching that mirror. Thin, he became amazed at the ability of people in this day and age who can make such a thin mirror. In the past, the mirror was thick and heavy and only the royal family could have a mirror. But now? let alone mirrors, glasses and plates made of glass. Vehicles also use a lot of glass. "Is this the age of glass?" kemala's mind guessed.

Bondan came and gave the soap in question. It is oval in shape and white in color.

"Love water and rub, it will foam on your skin and rinse, nih, scented right?" said Bondan while practicing how to use soap in the sink near the mirror where Kemala stood and watched carefully.

"Yes, I'm, I'm going to the next room yeah,"

"Yes" answered Kemala briefly.

Star stars flicker beautifully in a cool bachelor room with daydreams.

"O Lord, thank you, you have sent an angel to the servant and now the angel is bathing."

***

Professor Himawan is seriously processing the data. He along with several experts were being forcibly employed by the Hannomites. From computer experts to historians kidnapped and gathered in a secret place.The main mission of the Hannom nation is to map military power to the social and economic power of modern humans.

In between, Professor Himawan tries to contact Bondan with the help of a computer expert.

But once the message is clicked 'send', the alarm goes off.

Immediately a guard approached Professor Himawan and a computer expert whose computer suddenly went out automatically.

"Damn, get caught again by us" murmured Professor Himawan.

"Professor, and you're Billy Johnson, come with me.

"I'm sorry Bill" said Professor Himawan, patting Bill on the shoulder. Bill is a white man, young, about 25 years old.

An armed guard brought the two before the Leader. An albino ape man.

Professor Himawan and his friend could only resign. Upon reaching the Leader's sight, the bodyguard came out.

"This is the last warning for both of you. Once again try to send a message outside, we'll replace you."

The word 'replace' also means death.

Professor Himawan again gulped bitterly, as if his life was already in the esophagus and ready to be forcibly removed at that very moment.

***

Meanwhile on the hill of Halimun, Gani was walking alone. He darted here and there, from the tops of the hills to the deepest valleys. He tried to remember where the installation of the holy grail is located, but the situation was very different. There was no other choice, he had to wait for the results of the excavation.

When he was going back to camp, he saw a flower garden by the river. He immediately turned around and landed with certainty. He was flabbergasted, and immediately checked the place.

"There's someone who lives here."