LO-D
KING OF THE LAND

Tan …

I once read a Bible translation that said, ''Humans are more aptly dubbed 'talking creatures' than as 'angels that descend to earth' or “beasts that evolve”, for man is more than all that." (Al-Aqqad (1973:21).

Maybe because only a human being is able to take responsibility from God. We go on to the ritual of Dee's creation.

“Tan, apparently the angel of death is siding with us,” said Martinus gratefully.

"I remember the writing I wrote at the time. What I'm asking you to do is you give it to Dee. I still remember my own words. It could be a unifying device on condition, the king of the land, the young leaves themselves reciting it to us" I said.

"And resuscitated the mouths of the deniers, especially Mr. Abraham himself. Actually the secret of the Moon Family they already know, it's just that I was used as a tool of opportunity as a suspect," I said again.

It's still full of hysteria and madness out there. Next to me, a country leader mused over his face. He seems so agitated.

“What do you mean? I can't believe a bully like you has sympathy, either. What's your stupid plan?" said the leader was a small pollinator.

I took a deep breath. That guy almost boiled my heart.

“We have no intention of destroying anything in this country. And we are certainly not braggars. I will tell you about my origins. Also the reason why we brought you here,” I explained.

“What right do you have to govern a leader like me. You claim to be Muslim but reap war and terror? You are nothing more than garbage, even for your followers who are deceived and dream to soften the world with weapons of destruction,” he said scornfully.

“Listen Sir, we are not one of anything you believe is bad about the harmony of this world! Just believe me for a second. We also do not know which people who interfere with the execution came from where.****** that, suddenly disturbing the thing that I really want," he explained.

"I wanted to die, sir. So please, if you continue to behave like this, this country will no longer be guarded. Listen to our story for a while in the midst of this outside commotion. Actually, Mr. Abraham .." I was forced to let him understand and take the peace first.

I also told him at length. He listened carefully. I spent about half an hour telling everything.

My origin, country, destination, and various tribulations that I experienced .. since I first set foot in the ritual world of Dee's creation. Including the plan of Mr. Abraham.

But of course I didn't tell him it was all different dimensions. Because only Dee and I know. At least, I'll find out at the end of the story when Dee reveals all the secrets of her love to me.

Yes, as the root of his hope in God for the dream to be created. Even when you went into this section, I wasn't really sure what I was dealing with was a fictional flower.

“All your explanations are not in logic. Then you think I'll be easy to believe? Your story is beyond human reasoning!” said the leader edited the conversation.

“There must be people who have a higher power to break the bonds of hatred in this country. Before the hatred flowed out, to other countries, let alone NASA. I also don't want Mr. Abraham to be hunted down and killed let alone his daughter. And the person is you, you are the most able person for my plan.”

“What plans are you talking about? Don't flip the groove!” he peaked his emotions.

Then I took out what I had written long before.

“I want you to make a speech and read the writing on my paper. Because if you look for small candles it will only waste my time. We will wait for things to calm down as before" I asked.

"By the outside, there seems to be no more attack baku. Listen to me, sir, we didn't know anything about the bomb before, "I hope my words will give him a bad feeling.

“Penor from inside you said? Are you insinuating my weakness, lads?”

“Why do you look panicked? Not that direction I mean.”

“Silence," he said.

“God does not tell stories with a vain purpose. You will surely naturally obey our sincerity, right?” martinus asked in the conversation.

“Listen Sir, I don't know what kind of country you want to protect but I. Because this is my country, there's no way I'm terrorizing the heart of my own birth. Isn't that inner suicide?" I started getting hooked.

"Still can't believe that we're not part of the gang ****** that? Those kids, they're the country! They're kings! Don't let me stop until here. The woman who now wants her freedom is the one you have to protect" I said.

Bruk …

The entrance is open. The three were surprised. Not a Turkish minister or soldier, but his executive, administrator, and advisor.

“What do you do to rebuke our leader?” said the advisor.

Totally beyond estimate. Who would have thought I was mute and didn't know what to say. My mouth locked for a second. A moment later, the betting outside passed so quickly. Friends of Martinus seemed to have escaped.

That's the only thing that can ease my exposure to us. He glanced limply at me and I retorted a slow nod, with the intention of convincing him. There was an eternity felt as we stared at each other.

“You are calm, they are on our side,” he said. "This young man is not the last descendant of the Moon Family. He has his own mission."

These people seem to be made to think.

“We continue the fight to worry you, Sir. But now even you uncover such illogical things!” said an executive bitterly.

“You must have brainwashed our leader! Sir, you should not easily believe the lies of these people raw.”

“I'll tell you more details about them,” he continued, cutting the pace of those people's speech.

Their hatred slowly dimmed. Consciously, the nature under his mind shows misgivings. I worry more if I get betrayed or something.

But he's not that typical. And he did the opposite. Martinus who was beside me also seemed calmer.

“Sorry, but I can't deliver that speech. The thing is, there's something I can't do .. ah, then let my executive announce it. My other advisor,” said he was suddenly excited. “Thank you young man, the world should give you love.”

“Tan?”

That raucous voice cooled the atmosphere instantly. The voice of a woman I knew. Very special in my ears. It's not wrong anymore. He now stood in confusion at the door.

Glaring looked alternately at everyone in the spacious upper room. Come, the woman whom my anxiety has been waiting for. He stepped straight into the steps to get closer.

“Dee? How can you ..” I can't continue the question, warm embrace spread on my body.

It feels like a mother's hand. And that comfort is back. My mentally tired, sick and injured body seemed to disappear in a matter of time.

"Comfort is indeed the most powerful painkiller,” said one executive there break the tingling of my body.

Dee looked at me inside. Both of his eyes had lives. As if I wanted a long story.

“Tan, sorry when you pulled your hand earlier, I changed a groove. Just so we can prevent the same thing in the real world."

"I mean?" at that time I was not fully aware of Dee's creation from God.

"Why are you lying to me? Why do you show that you prefer to be alone? Why you ..”

“Be quiet, you are really bad,” cut me to calm, even if it does not fit the purpose of his words. “We don't have to act here. I don't understand what you mean by changing the groove."

One sentence that tucked into Dee's question. I also removed the circle to Dee's two wrists and said, “Don't I tell you about the ban? I should not have to repeat it many times, if it has been well-fertilized in your understanding.”

“What do I care? You know, I don't know the teachings of Islam that you love. I only realized what you whispered to me when I escaped from Marmaris. That, in addition to the letter about the charade that we have done earlier," Dee softened.

"But I believe that God's handwriting is your mission that will bring about change. My spirit is still a Christian now, but I will have more time to rethink. Peace ... I found in you, Tan,” he said again.

"Dee, I ..."

“On the other hand, I don't care about your Muslim status.  You taught me the serenity and definition of a human being. I'm sure the Muhammad you believe in is a real fact, he became the most influential man in history" Dee began.

"Although some hands erased his name and in your mother's book, there are sad heart details, about how terrible the falsification and manipulation created by people of pseudo degree at that time. God's story is interesting, right?” Dee continued to point out as her lips were linked to each other.

He tried to hold back his women's sincerity for the umpteenth time.

“Crying can be a unique hobby,” reply I mocked.

“Crying? It's no longer.”

In that instant, my gaze inexplicably blurred. Suddenly, my body collapsed instantly on Dee's wrist.

“Tan?”