After the dusk prayer, at 6.45 p.m, me, Muhamed and Ilya fulfil invitations from various student organizations from many colleges of this city to come to verlichte kaarsen or in Indonesian it is called as upacara lilin.
The ceremony was held in the city park, the atmosphere here was quite crowded because the ones who came were not only those from my campus but from all the universities in this city who were also attended by local people who were moved to participate in this ceremony.
Residents helped to arrange candles and decorations then when the time came, using a loud speaker, the candle ceremony guide began the process, starting with remarks and introducing the representatives from each campus and community institutions continued with praying and finally writing prayers and hopes on papers and posted in a part of the city park walls in which were filled with photos of the victims from yesterday's demonstration assault.
There were quite a lot of crying from the crowd. The ones who cried were those who were friends, family and relatives of the victims. Hearing their cries makes me thankful that I didn't lose anyone today, alhamdulillaah, but seeing all this makes me think what would happen if yesterday I didn't attack those two Schutterij personnels, could I see Muhamed, Ilya or mevrouw Sofia again? Ah, I don't know.
The closing sentence was uttered, the event was finished, the crowd began to disperse passing here and there. I, who had been distracted earlier when the closing sentence uttered, started to look around me. Muhamed was not here, I asked Ilya.
"Ilya, did you see Muhamed or not?"
"isn't he supposed to be right next to ..." He looked to his side and realized that Muhamed hadn't been there.
"Me?" He was confused and then asked the same question as me.
He started to look here and there, then started walking through the crowd with me, asking the people of our campus about where the crowd of Law Faculty students were, then we went there to look for Muhamed's whereabouts.
After reaching the crowd of Law Faculty Students, we began to ask whether they were from the International Law Department and when we met with their group, we immediately asked them one by one whether anyone knew Muhamed or not.
Many said yes, but none of them knew where Muhamed was. They tried to calm us down by saying that maybe he was going to a vending machine for snacks or going to the toilet until finally we tried to calm down.
Half an hour passed, there was no news. 2 hours passed and there was still no news while the crowd began to diminish. We decided to look for some of the people that we have asked earlier and explained the situation and then asked for their help to call Muhamed via WA or Line but, there was no response nor answer even when we spammed him.
This is bad, I just having a thought about losing someone close to me and suddenly it happened. Damn it
"Damn, if there's no other way, we batter pray that his smartphone isn't turned off." After reciting the name of god, Ilya began fiddling with his smartphone.
Although Ilya is an animation student, Ilya is also a techno geek and a fairly reliable hacker. He learned about communication information technology and how to hack it through his father, who was a former KGB agent member that worked in that field. Although information and communication security technology continues to evolve, he never stops learning about the ins and outs and how to break through its security when he has free time. Therefore, if he wants to make someone kneel before him, he can do so easily by hacking the electronic devices of the people that he wanted to make their knees bend, and because of that, I was grateful I could be close to Ilya and be on his good side.
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Antara Darah dan Hati: Dream Reality English Translation
Tarihi KurguKarim, Muhamed, Ilya, Princess Sofia are college students in Verenigde Staten van Indonesië where the nation is being controlled from the shadows by the outlawed extreme right wing party that wanted to take away the natives freedom by slandering Pri...