Last God
An end that would be the beginning for others
The evening sky was so nil, like sadness in the hearts of all the citizens who watched. The hero was caught and somehow taken to where.
As soon as lightning news reached the command center plus the report that the attack forces and thousands of volunteers who stormed into the center of the opponent's defense was also successfully driven and many casualties. The world is watching and maybe ready to take a chance. No, not helping. Which country will help selflessly.
The already destroyed city was further destroyed, the Army and the remaining fighters fled desperately. They wrongly thought the opponent. It turned out that the new enemy came in more than expected and the weaponry that the enemy had was more and more sophisticated than observation.
The world seemed to stop turning for a lieutenant general Anwar who had just received all the news of grief.
There is not much the lieutenant can do. He only ensured the safety of the remaining soldiers and volunteers and tightened guard around Candradimuka crater even though he himself was convinced. Dul Karim will not be brought there soon.
"Who else is reliable?" The big question now lingers in the Lieutenant's mind.
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Diu and Roni are already in shelters on the Kangaroo continent. The two were sitting on a rock among the other refugees who were still busy setting up tents. Both of them looked strange at the sight and were near white people. Her skin was strange, her corneal color was strange and her hair color was strange, like corn bristles.
Like children with their imagination, they hope to hunt Kangaroos in the outer meadows someday and if they can the cute Kangaroo children. they will keep as others keep cats or rabbits. But behind it all, Diu will try and continue to try to read the will map and hope to find the book.
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Ratih still does not believe, now he and his small family live in a large house and away from the crowd. He was hanging out on the porch of the house. He finished mopping the floor. Although the region banned him and hired several aides, Ratih remained adamant. He did not feel good for the soldiers who had been very kind to him. Occupy a house that big unconditionally let alone credit. What a strange luck. Train yourself to do your own homework. There is no way he was leha-leha all day and enjoy the burden of longing for the Husband who is now either working on the other side.
The day gets brighter when a speck of sweat on the neck is dry and Ratih wants to enter the house. A car came and the driver got off. A police officer. Seen from his rank and age that is already middle-aged. One policeman held up a neatly folded flag stacked with a uniform that was also neatly folded and another young policeman carried a tray containing a badge and a few neatly arranged rank and service marks on the map. Like two paskibraka people walking towards the pole.
Ratih was just staggering.
"Good afternoon Ratih's mother, can come closer here for a moment" said the police official. Ratih just nodded and stared strangely at the three uninvited guests.
One more step Ratis arrived, suddenly the two young soldiers beside the high-ranking officer were doing a low-handed gesture of respect. Like a courtier of the Keraton who wants to give up the throne.
"Mother Ratih, according to our procedures and agreement with the mother's husband. We can just tell mom that my husband is a special police officer who has contributed a lot to the country."
"Until there, Ratih's gaze opened, stopping by glaring with a very clueless look.
"A, aa, didn't I hear wrong?" There was a proud mixed haru on Ratih's chest that was prone to suddenly. The novelty that immediately rose in his eyes that burst forth suddenly.
"Well, that's good news. And the bad news is, he's caught by the enemy,"
Ratih also tear, surprise after surprise finally found an answer.
Slowly the uniform and the flag changed hands. A simple demonstration that provides wounds and feelings that are still in disbelief. The last three servants of the country did a salute to Ratih. The coach who was unable to stand. Ratih calmed down and cried while tightly hugging the uniform and the flag.
"This is the request of the mother's husband before. He asked us to tell my mother about this when she was caught by the enemy. Don't worry, we can make sure your husband is still alive and nothing less.
The coach can only cry. Whether it's a proud cry for her husband's status or a loss because now her husband is a prisoner of the enemy.
*Will Dul Karim be able to return, Dul Karim's last message hints that if he is caught a second time, he is pessimistic to be back.
How did Diu manage to find the ancient book? Just the map he didn't understand?? But life is full of wonders and the Dwarf Nation has been destined to be the worshiper and ruler of wonders that once existed on earth...
What about Taupan? Will he return and defect from his current allies?
And Bondan? the loser who became an immortal. Could he be relied upon in the future to reclaim his country's power from the hands of the half-ape human race*??
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The story is long and I am still excited to continue.
But for the next sequel I will make a different title based on the main character.
one title I will prepare for Diu's adventure. So more focus and not too mixed like this 🤭😅🙏
one more title for Bondan's struggle until he deserves the title of LAST DEWA