The Goddess of Pigeons

CHAPTER 48: Memories

He walked home thinking about all the questions he had in mind. About the atmosphere that was currently in his eyes changed completely compared to before. With advanced human tools technology today. And humans are proliferating very rapidly.

I realized that times had changed drastically. And only Am lives from the past. He is old but still young in face.

Seeing so, Am became curious about the state of the house where Furqon lived first. So he took the time to get there.

Am walking the road to get there.

Together with his bicycle made from the power of Am. Because Am doesn't have a fraction of the money to make him use his power to create something. Even if it lasts a while. He looks like he's riding his bike.

A few minutes later, I was shocked to see what he was seeing. The trees that used to look beautiful and cool, now in the form of many residential buildings and several industrial factories.

"humans develop very fast, right? in 100 years it has changed drastically like this. I became convinced that Pheron must have died or that he was a grandfather by now. Saw him never visit the library." murmured Am.

They entered the village. Indeed Am can change pigeons and fly quickly. But somehow he wanted to go there in human form at that time. And Am enjoyed it. With a memory as he was riding a bicycle with Furqon and Furqon also taught him.

On the way, Am met many angels on duty. Fight each other with the devil.

Seeing that Am became anxious himself with humans who are difficult to listen to angels. It seemed that the human heart was very quickly changing back then. Seeing that, Am just smiled and pretended not to understand about the circumstances around.

"oh, how rowdy they are."

"if people are not given hijab. Surely their ears will be broken to hear Angels and demons fighting each other." muttered Am with a faint smile.

"how could Furqon have withstood his hearing all this time huh?" am Gumam.

Muttering to himself along the way, he finally reached the very old-looking house. A house that is old and different from other houses.

The house looks no longer maintained. Am parked his gay bike in front of the terrace. Then he went into the house and looked at the things that were there.

Well, I'm not mistaken, it was Furqon's house. The place where Am lived for half a year but has many meanings and memories.

Furqon cars are also no longer seen a car.

When Am entered, he saw an old photo that was rather dimly visible on his face. Am taking. Looked at carefully it is a photo of father, mother and Furqon as a child. I took the photo from the figura and saved it.

"it doesn't feel like it's too late" muttered Am smiling faintly at the memories in the photo.

While looking around, there was one of the angels passing by in the house.

He felt the presence of Am. It's like an angel but not a pure angel. Makes him wonder who he is visiting?

Angel Amara who was an angel who used to be at the side of Furqon's mother. He entered the ancient house out of curiosity.

See who's coming. Doesn't surprise angel Amara.

"Am?" call the angel Amara.

"Mara? what are you doing here?" ask Am.

"i feel your aura. That's what intrigued me and came here" said the angel Amara.

"what's been going on?" ask Am.

"after Furqon died, Furqon's mother and father became seriously ill. At first her mother was sick. Then her father followed. Fortunately, there are other humans who are eager to take care of them. Because of the severe pain, they ended up dying" said the angel Amara.

"when they're so sick, why don't I see or feel Amara?" ask Am.

"because they don't want anything more. Seeing their only child dead makes them have no purpose in life anymore" said the angel Amara.

"the highest sense of resignation" said Am.

"it is my duty to help those who are oppressed. But how sorry I am more busy helping others than my own family" said Am.

"Am, don't be sorry. You should be happy because Furqon's mother and father had high feelings of submission" said the angel Amara.

"this is also thanks to you who always accompany them. Thank you, Amara." said Am.

"no need to thank. It's my job" said the angel Amara.

"now I know why you can be a high-level angel" Am said with a smile.

"well okay. I have to continue my work. I'm saying good-bye." said the angel Amara.

"all right" said Am.

Angel Amara left Am and continued her work.

"do I just live in this mom and dad's house? rather than me making a home every day with strength? ah.. but it is not rude to wear objects that are not fitting to the owner. Never mind. I had to fight alone to make a home. And start my life as a human being." Inner Am.

After Am was satisfied with all his memories in the ancient house. I came home as the day got late. Again with his bicycle. Unsurprisingly, Am really wants to live like a human being. This he did because he loved Furqon so much. It makes me happy to live life as a human being.

Although the years continue to grow. In my heart there remains a name that cannot be written off.

Finally Am took a bike ride down the village that is now the city.

"all have died. Who should I ask for help now? I do have power. Even my strength exceeds that of any other angel. But one thing is my weakness. About human technology. I really don't understand." Inner Am.

On the way home. Suddenly a girl was robbed in the middle of the road.

"please.please..."

"there's robbers..."

"help me, I was robbed" said the girl.

Hearing this, Am stopped his bike. Then he looked from afar at what was happening. By hiding, Am uses his power to deflate the motorcycle tyres that were driven by the two robbers. So the robber was whipping.

"uh, uh, what happened why the bike?" said the driver robbed.

"hey's the one who's really scared of dol" said another robber.

"yes, it's like the tires are leaking" said the robber.

Hit the motorbike into the bushes.

"hahahaha" I laughed at what happened.

"the stupid human. They do not want to work but take the rights of others. Both will not be blessed to know." I told Am.

Then Am approached the two robbers and took the bag they had stolen. With a little body war. Because Am has the power of course he wins. But Am uses his powers this is done in the most natural way possible. Like suddenly there is a strong wind, and use objects around to attack.

After that he returned the bag he held to the owner.

"doesn't these bags belong to you, miss?" said Am.

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