COMMONWEALTH

Episode 16's

Moon's mother screamed hysterically, knowing her son and granddaughter were lifeless. He roared continuously shouting the name of Japo Mother which resulted in all this.

Some of the torchlight rays that illuminated their steps around the island began to dim.

“Don't Mom Japo hidden incarnation?”

One of the islanders looking for Japo's mother had a comment.

“Iya is the incarnation of people saying that at night he devours the entrails of his prey”

“This island is no longer safe, Bulandan his son died horribly buried, while Japo's mother disappeared? who did it?”

One by one the people decided to go home, they agreed to continue

mom Japo's search is tomorrow morning.

Aona sat down limp, he took the bundle of cloth piles of letters still neatly tied to the blue rope. Her eyes

glaring into the sky, he slowly opened the letters one by one.

Sorry to reply to your letter, so many differences, so different beliefs. Sorry this time Mom could not accept your presence at that time. I obey my mother because she is all I have in this world. I can't choose, and for sure the one chosen is my faith. But in this situation maybe only you can

helping me and my mom. Meet us at the end of the island, there's a hut on a tree. Please keep this a secret from people including island tips. Let no one follow you.

Aona's eyes were round as if curious and would continue to dig deeper into the next sheet he opened. Movement

aonadiper's hand quickly opened the next advanced letter.

  April 15, 1997

I got the letter from Ahmad, either happy or sad to receive the reply. I know they're scared right now. That very night Ahmad and I brought all my belongings, we left the house of the island tips secretly. On a dark night we drifted towards the end of the island.

The middle-aged hooded woman vowed not to kill, she only defended herself to help her daughter, who was about to be raped by a man who was rejected for differing beliefs.

The girl was crying while looking down, she was really scared. I brought them food. Their condition is so bad.  His mother cried and begged if anything happened to him she handed her son to me, and hoping I could take him across the sea, she had prepared a boat by the beach not far from the cottage.

 I came out of the cottage to find the best solution. Ahmad whispered something to me.

Ali bin Abi Talib said: May the way out be open, may we treat our souls with prayer. Do not despair when a soul-grasping anxiety befalls. The time closest to the exit is when it has bumped into despair.

Shortly from a distance appeared the light of torches that thronged more and more. They continued to besiege the hut and eventually threw some torches that they held to burn the hut

those. It looks like the fire is getting bigger and bigger seen from across there.

 June 25, 1997

I haven't written since that night. My life changed a few degrees. I can't imagine the fear that's raging in the soul.  My fear is so strong at sea at night

the day was so fierce and seemed ready to swallow us alive suck to get into the seabed. We continued to paddle as hard and as we could.

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