The Mystery of Tolaki Girl Beauty
News of anwar's death

I picked up a piece of glass that was strewn on the floor with my heart, afraid of the shards, but it was still punctured as well

"Auww!", I shouted as someone scratched my finger and blood poured out.

"Papaaa!", I shouted

Papa, who was holding a servant, came to me and was shocked to see what happened.

"Hanaa, why did it fall so?", asked papa in wonder.

"Lack of knowing" I said

"Take a quick red medicine in the lani", papa ordered.

While my heart was jumbled erratically, what exactly happened to Brother Anwar.

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My job on the island of natuna, to guard the border is very difficult, in addition to the uncertain natural conditions as well as attacks that at times can not be avoided.

almost two years I did not contact my wife, the last time she had just given birth, my longing for her was like unbearable anymore.I deliberately did not contact her because I was worried, could not resist longing again and went home before the term of duty ended.

"Wire, it looks like there are more intruders entering Indonesian waters" said a friend of mine who looks around the ocean.

"Right, we have to get ready soon" I said

But we don't want to act until there's a command from the superior.

"The intruder ship is getting closer to anwar, it looks like a Chinese vessel" said my friend Basuki.

"report quickly to the war commander" Basuki said.

But the commander I was looking for did not meet, some members were also busy looking for him but who were sought like swallowed by the waves, disappeared without a trace.

"Great bus, commander we're missing somewhere, what should we do in such an emergency" I reported to the basuki who kept lurking the enemy through his binoculars.

I also immediately ordered the troops who were with me, to defend, not attack, because we are in a difficult position.also the commander was nothing to make me overwhelmed with curiosity.

"Occupants are ready!!!", cried Basuki giving command.

When the approaching enemy ship spewed bullets, we were forced to put up a fight that certainly did not shoot.

"Seraaaaaaaanngggg!!", cried Basuki again.

The battle was inevitable, but this time the attacker could not be taken lightly, he attacked blindly, some members I saw shot, and I myself was somehow thrown into the ocean.

"O Allah, help your servant, who is in a bad state" I said in prayer

I continued to swim as hard as I could, and occasionally dived when the light of the intruder ship was on me.

I saw from far away came the TNI Navy warship, mungin he reinforcements that came, he said,I hope that he can see me, in various ways I swim and wave my hand to be seen by the TNI AL soldier, but nil, no one sees me, no one sees me,even they again engaged in a fierce war won by the AL TNI.

I think my body is getting worse, 3 days and 3 nights already, I'm stuck in a sloth in the ocean without drinking a single drink, at a time like this I can only surrender to the Divine

"O Allah, if this is my death, forgive all my sins, O Allah", my heart.

Suddenly came a rowboat that seemed to be a fish fisherman, I waved my hand and shouted with the rest of my voice.

"Toloooooonnngg!", I shouted.

Thank God my voice could be heard, and he brought the boat closer.

"Astaghfirullah, turns out to be a TNI, let me help son" he said gently

Then he helped me get on his shoulder with the help of a teenage boy who might be his son.

He paddled his boat towards a small island.

"Let's go, son" he said, then he let me in his house.

"You are seriously injured, boy, lie down, let your father take off your shirt" said the old man.

Turns out I got a shot that I didn't realize, then this old man treated me with traditional medicine.

"Drink warm tea first, son, then we eat" he said

His fatherly nature makes me feel very safe and protected, from the way he talks and the look in his eyes, I can catch a good impression on this father.

Seeing this father's hospitality, made me not hesitate to eat with greed.

"Thank you for helping me" I said.

I kissed that father's hand as my infinite respect.

"This has happened often, son, the members of the TNI AL who were in accidents, and this island is where they live" he said.

I looked at the photo hanging on the wall of this humble abdul sir's house, apparently he was also a retired TNI AL officer.

"Father also used to be TNI AL son, after retiring father chose to spend time with parman" he said

"Parman son or grandson father?", I asked.

"Not who am I, son, he was also found abandoned in the middle of the sea, he said deliberately discarded, and I raised him as a child" he said.

I looked at the face of the authoritative and golden-hearted abdul sir, according to him, the sea area here is quite haunted and often seen mysterious ships unmanned.

"What father is not afraid to live with both parmans on this island?", I asked.

He smiled as he rolled up his klabat cigarette.

"No son, this island has been fused with the father, also the father has no one else" he replied.

"Woman father where?", ask me who has been so to him.

"The father's wife died while giving birth to her baby, at that time I served 1 year in the east Kalimantan region, when the father felt frustrated and guilty, could not accompany my wife who was struggling" said mr. abdul

It turns out that abdul sir has a sad story as well, I remember how he must have thought I died in duty.

"Sir, my work feels like such a cramp" I said

I touch my thighs that feel no more taste when touched, even pinched though.

"You are still in the process of treatment son, God willing, the father will treat you" said Mr. Abdul.

Meanwhile, the headquarters of TNI AL , was held a meeting related to several soldiers who died as kesuma nation in natuna waters.

"Inna lilkahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun" said the battalion chief.

"May all be accepted by His side", said another soldier who was very sad to lose some patriots.

"Are we going to inform the families of each of the fallen commanders?", asked one of the survivors.

"Of course, it must be done as a form of our responsibility to the best patriots" said one of the TNI AL warlords who attended.

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"Kak anwaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!!!", cried hysterically as he received a letter from the headquarters of the TNI AL

Hearing the hysterical scream, the neighbors came to see the hana who arrived crying roars during the day.

"Hana, calm down son, what's going on with you" said papa

Hana bumped into her papa and hugged her papa and cried as she would.

"Sister Anwar died on duty" said Hana

Papa Hana rubbed his son's back and wept, this very dear child, must suffer a poor fate, left dead by her husband.

"Sabarlah son, not necessarily anwar died" his father said he still did not believe in the departure of his daughter-in-law.

His bathin eyes can see if anwar is in good health wal afiat, even though he had previously undergone unwanted things.

"Paaa, Anwar passed away, I just received a letter from the headquarters" said Hana, handing over the letter to her papa.

"Hana, for them, Anwar has passed away, but look, that's when anwar will return" his father said to tear the letter apart.

"Papa, why tear it?", asked hana

"It is fitting that I tear the news that is not true, papa believes more of a premonition than the assumption of people" said papa.

Hana looked at her father with an incomprehensible look.