chapter 116

Inggris besok

There was remorse in him for the victims who had to die in vain just because of the war.

His footsteps led him to look at those who had lost their lives.

"Mother! Sob…."

Samana saw a boy sitting on his knees, crying over his mother's body. Possible?

The general nicknamed Balakosa came to the boy.

"Hey, kid!" He sat beside the child.

"Who is uncle? Did uncle come to kill me too?"

The boy innocently asked General Samana. The boy's eyes were puffy and swollen when Samana looked at him.

"No. Uncle came here just to get to know you. What's your name, sweet boy?" Samana said.

"My mother said, never tell anyone's name. Especially if he's a foreigner. Uncle doesn't seem like he's from this village."

The boy reversed the question. He looked brave for his age.

"Yes, I am. I am not from this village. How do you know, sweet child?"