Tales from the Former Universe

45. Gelar Pahlawan

"Crite... semuanya (In Basa Shinta: Tell me... everything)" Lobertari's sick father, who was in his home bed on life support, requested from her daughter.

Lobertari held him graciously. "Saya berhasil, ayahanda. Saya mencapaikan semuanya (In Bahasa Indonesia: I did it, father. I've accomplished everything)" she said.

The first achievement she revealed, was her story in The Presidential Palace, as Lobertari, along with the President, Vice President, and key ministers welcomed their extraterrestrial partners as they discretely entered the palace through a portal.

"⁂ Welcome—please, sit down, ⁂" the president welcomed.

"⁂ So this is, Indonesia, the Nusantara? ⁂" Sarwan Representative #1.

"⁂ Welcome, to our country, ⁂" the president said. "⁂ Our people are looking forward to be working with you ⁂"

"⁂ The same can be said for ours, ⁂" Sarwan Representative #2.

"⁂ We cannot wait to work with your amazing country. Your country's diversity and geographic location is truly the most advantageous aspect of your country, ⁂" Sarwan Representative #3.

"⁂ Nevertheless, she too is one, ⁂" Sarwan Representative #1 said.

"⁂ It's an honor, misters, miss, ⁂" Lobertari said.

"⁂ We would like to propose our first bilateral agenda, ⁂" Sarwan Representative #2 said. "⁂ The country of D$UHÇQRWKKTZCHK from our planet wishes to develop a better method to extract some gaseous beam energy source. ⁂"

"⁂ Witnessing Ms. Lobertari's Project, we feel her project has the key foundation needed to develop a better method, ⁂" Sarwan Representative #3 said.

"⁂ And what do we get in return? ⁂" the president asked.

"⁂ We are aware of Indonesia's isolated regions. Their faunas are breathtaking, and their history is noteworthy, but with respect, they are not catching up with your country's aggregate development. We would like to contribute some resources that could help you develop a transportation and communication mode suitable for such isolated regions. And with the conditions of the UN not formally accepting integration, you may utilize this mode without our credit in the meantime, ⁂" Sarwan Representative #1 said. "⁂ What do you say? ⁂"

"Reka jawab iya? (In Bahasa Indonesia: They said yes?)" her father reacted.

She revealed, "Iya, ayahanda—sebenarnya ada yang lebih pada acara-acara itu (In Bahasa Indonesia: Yes, father—there's more to these several occasions)"

In their own world, somewhere, Arlaion and Royyega both reached for their arms, asking for a dance in their sparkling gold world, the air as their occasion, the flight as their heart and soul as they followed their longing arms in the waltz, for both their eyes and their noses close to each other.

In the graceful waltz of life, amidst the sweeping melodies of possibility, there exists a place for them. A realm where peace serenades their souls, where peaceful whispers wrap around them like a soft embrace, and where the open air dances freely with their dreams. Together, they await the beckoning call of that ethereal destination, where their hearts can finally find solace.

As the gentle rhythm of time guides them, they anticipate the harmonious symphony of their union. Someday, amidst the cadence of life's melody, there will be a moment carved out just for them. A timeless sanctuary where they can bask in each other's presence, where moments linger like petals on a breeze, and where love blossoms in the tender embrace of shared existence.