COMMONWEALTH

Episode 17's

Ahmad, the woman and her mother continued to recite the name of their Lord. It really did not occur to me beyond logic at night with circumstances that are either between life and death we fight with the sea that the waves are unpredictable but, however, we fight with the sea, it was our fate to be stranded on the other island.

October 28, 1997

I found something more in my life. Something very deep He values me as a human being. When his hand pulled me in the dark. I began to find a new life when I realized the scenario - He was so great for me to digest His love and His love. When I took hold she appreciated me as a human being I found a veiled woman sitting her face clean and holy.  Her tears spoke she guided me and taught me. To find the God who made me

present on the face of this earth so close it even feels close and I say Asyahadu an-laa ilaaha illallaah Wa

asyhadu anna Muhammadan Rasuulullaah's.

Aona shut her mouth for a moment, it turns out that my father is a convert? either his chest seemed to shake, slowly water

his eyes drip slowly. He was so moved, his hand shook holding the paper. Aoname continued to read the row of words written on each sheet of paper.

 December 28, 1998

Your face behind the curtain opens the light in the light of the crowd. When your fingers I pin your face ring innocent. It feels like I want to whisper the bells of my heart keep pounding against you. I looked at your smiling face. You are the bell of my heart now.

february 3, 1999

My wife's growing heart is the fruit of our love. I took my wife to see my parents. They are disappointed in my life choices. Until I was expelled, Mom just cried to see our departure and when

that's why we never met my parents.

 October 3, 1999

I was moved to witness firsthand the birth of my wife, our strong daughter. I tell him, I cry this is my successor. I held it so tightly. Finally a second heart

my parents were devastated when the first grandchild's cry wept on the lap of my father and mother. Thank God, what a beautiful scenario you wrote in my life.

December 12, 1999

The daughter-in-law with her small family visited me, I secluded myself to become a floating shaman. All this time I did not want to leave the island of Namo the land of his birth, I still have to devote myself to

helping labor on the island. Whatever the risk, whether it's the rejection of the islanders for what happened a few years ago.

My love for the island, my brother to help and whatever it is in my heart and my faith all along. Wanting to prove that I never once fit the issues and prejudices accused me of all this time.

With love embedded in the recesses of my heart. Me, my son, her husband and the granddaughter I carried across the sea that night. Unthinkingly, this was the end of our journey. We're different

boat because of the boat's alarming cargo. I was still staring at the storm when it hit the boat with my son and daughter-in-law.

As hard as I paddle while holding my granddaughter, to save them. But fate threw me over the island, so I can't remember for sure what happened. I opened my eyes already at the island tips house.

The next morning a fisherman who had just returned home to sea found the body of Mother Japo sprawled

the beach. His body was bruised by a blunt object that hit his head and parts of his body. One of them headed for the island tips house, he reported to the island tips on this event. A few minutes later there were hordes of residents along with island tips coming to the place. Indeed

that's Japo's mother's body.

After investigating her husband Moon, he studied black magic, by subverting his son and wife, he continued to question Emak Japo to study and asked him to teach her, but Emak Japo denied no

having the knowledge, finally with a hat in his eyes he killed the life of Mother Japo.

 Aona shed tears as she folded the letter that Japo's Mother had written tucked inside the brown book.

The ship Aona was on board now drove slowly away from the island, the island tips patted Aonapelan shoulder. Now the book is in the hands of island tips. Let it be alone

read truth.

That love will still exist

As long as the owner of the heart takes care of it

Love will always go wherever you are

be in

As long as the owner of the heart remains anchored in the dock

love

If love could replace life in the body

Maybe love is adored as high as the clouds

If only life were limited to the world and space

Maybe love gets to the bottom of heaven

Because his love is not

ever wishful

Seriate...