The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

The fall of Doctor Fath (final chapters)

Just now that AkmaI's finger was attached to the trigger the weapon had already given its own reaction to its body. Like a tingling sensation in his fingers. What is this weapon exactly? ...

For a moment he thought he wanted to snatch it, but the closer his hand came, the stronger the reaction. He broke his intention.

He can't run. Less than a step away what he wants will be achieved. If Akmal can master it well, all his desires, ambitions and revenge will be fulfilled. But how? His body seemed to be subject to what Akmal was holding.

Doctor Fath quickly grabbed the body that was standing some distance away from them. The body of his own grandson, Devra. Making it a shield to face directly with the weapon held by Akmal. The reaction from the weapon, he felt greatly reduced

Doctor Fath's hand held it very firmly. Forcibly pulling her, to get closer to her.

"Grandfather, don't hurt me!" Devra was as strong as her rebellious power wanted to break away.

"I'm sorry Grandpa, my granddaughter. You have to come with me."

"don't want. Unhand me!" The more he tried, the stronger Doctor Fath's hand was.

Santosa could not remain silent hearing Devra's cries thrashing in Doctor Fath's hand. He was firing while opening fire. Dor ar ...

The bullet hit Doctor Fath's hand. He was surprised for a moment. He only showed his devilish smile and a look of anger at Santosa who had dared to play around with him.

There was no blood coming out and no injuries. The skin closed rapidly, absorbing the bullets that entered his body.

Santosa is in danger. Doctor Fath's hand is chasing him. His long outstretched fingers wanted to grip him. He moved back several times to avoid her. Unfortunately his movements lost quickly with the hands of Doctor Fath. In the pull he was already within his grasp.

Santosa did not lose her mind, she immediately picked up the dagger tucked in her leg.

Kressc ... One elongated scratch was successfully painted on Doctor Fath's body.

"Aarrrggg .... " He groans in pain. There were clear droplets flowing from his wound. And the wound is gawking.

Oh ... it turns out that the weapon that works on his body is a knife, dagger or some other kind of sharp object.

Without a second thought, Santosa once again scratched his knife, but lost quickly to Doctor Fath. He threw it out of Santosa's reach.

Devra saw an opportunity to break away, doing the same. He injured his grandfather's arm both left and right over and over again. Santosa could limp, but he was getting tighter in his grip.

"You're the same as your mom who can't be lucky." He wanted to strangle her.

Akmal was more confused as to how he would start shooting if the two men blocked him. Could have been the wrong target. When you see Santosa loose, could this be a good time. But not yet to release his shot, Devra's body blocked his target.

Akmal is still patient, but also worried, if they continue they will lose. Right now, he has to finish off Doctor Fath, the culprit of this problem. But how ....

Suddenly there was a hand holding his fingers and guiding the pull of the trigger. And then ....

Thessss ... Thess ... There was a very soft sound and two glittering lights went hand in hand, darting rapidly towards Doctor Fath's body. Right about his heart and head.

"Aaaagggghhhrr ...." Doctor Fath's voice echoed. Shortly after, his body fell. No wounds or blood came out. It's just that his body is whitened by a tick. Soon it became stiff and blackened.

He was just lying around, no one dared to approach him. Moreover, Professor Amar and Akmal forbid them. For their safety too.

Alhamdulillah ... You have allowed me to end it.

Akmal looked behind him, who had helped him to shoot Doctor Fath.

"Bastian, are you here?" Akmal was shocked and also excited, as the sniper who had been a friend since he first entered the military academy, was now standing behind him. He looked down, looking sad.

"I'm sorry Akmal, it's been bothering you all this time."

"I'm sorry. Since long ago I always hoped that you would soon come to your senses and that we could be together again.'

"Actually I've been infected earlier than Taskia. We can't get out of his grasp."

"I didn't know you were infected like Tazkia. I'm sorry, I misjudged you."

"It's okay. I was wrong."

"How do you know I'm here?"

"Yes ... A few days ago I heard you were healing Tazkia. Lookingforyou. Honey I'm a little late. You've been gone. Thank goodness I knew you were here. I caught up with him too. I'm very worried, because the main target is you, the first person who has made a revolution about trans substances that are able to change the basic genetics of humans into tree humans."

"Fortunately I arrived on time. I don't know if I'm a little late. There could be more sacrifices and could not be cured. And even more terrifying is Doctor Fath's desire to rule the world with the security he's created. It's terrible."

"But that's not my goal."

"I understand, but he's been using it for that."

"I'm so sorry. Especially, there are many casualties."

"What's wrong, there's still time to fix it."

"Thank you, you have given me a glimmer of hope. Hopefully it can be done ."

"Amijn ..."

"It's not free. You have to cure me."

"I'll try, with the others too. Because it seems like more than I expected all along.

"Yes, I get it. That squad, right."

Of course Akmal meant the tree-man army that confronted their army.

"Yes." Yeah."

Suddenly Akmal's body decays, clear water coming out of the corner of his eye. There was a soft sobbing sounding from his lips.

"Actmal?"

No sound came out for a while. Bastian did not dare to disturb him.

"But it has to be paid a lot. Aisye and Ayu Jamilah have to go" Akmal said with a blank look.

Bastian is speechless. He also dissolved in Akmal's grief. Although he knew Akmal was very emotional, he never saw Akmal as emotional. She was crying ....

He could only wait for nothing, wanting to comfort him, worrying that it would make him even sadder.

"Prophey ...." Only that word could come out of his lips.

"Thank you."

Shortly after, Akmal got up. It's calmer.

"I want to see them to make sure."

"That's better," he entertained later.

Akmal tried to contact Chris.

"Hows it? Have you found them?"

"Until this moment, access to the last location he existed could not yet connect."

"Not traceable, is it?"

"It has. Unfortunately empty. All communication has been cut off since the shooting."

"You can call Sellin, right?"

"Sellin can't be contacted either."

"Oh ... I'll try to find them again."

"Thank you, Chris. If there's any progress, please call me."

"Surely."

There is no other way for Akmal, it is better that he looks for himself ....