
Last Campground (COMPLETED)
“Jingga, how is it! How about Ahnad—“ Pingkan said.
“Don't think of Ping! You strong way, right?” sahut Orange while sweating cold sweat on the forehead of Sunday that poured out like playing football.
“Where, huh? I actually lemes so much!” pinkan.
“Where if strong, we help Sunday the road down to Batu Payung, it seems close, tuh!” jinga said, he prepared to raise Sunday's hand on his shoulder.
“We, walk while carrying Ahnad, so?”
“Iya! We help him walk, he can use one leg!”
Pingkan understood the meaning of Orange, but he himself doubted whether it was strong or not. He had almost no energy left.
“Well! Just surrender! From your friend it's dead!” karyo said as he continued to try to remove the rope in his hand that was behind his back.
Pingkan and Jingga were worried if the two men managed to break away, then what about them because the position of the two men was much stronger.
“Yes, Neng! There is medicine there! So, just open the hand bond Mr!” dudin exclaimed excitedly and looked earnest. If the bond of his legs and hands is released, he will indeed help the orange in return. However, after that he intended to run away again so as not to be caught.
Suddenly Jingga was worried, she turned back to look at Sunday and Dudin alternately. Here he had to make a risky decision alone. If Dudin lies, then he and his two friends are gone. However, on the other hand he saw sincerity through the middle-aged man's eyes.
Finally he released the hand of Ahnad that had been placed on his shoulder slowly, he again leaned his friend's body on a tree as before. Then, he moved closer to Dudin who was lying down and Karyo who was on his stomach on the ground.
“Jinga!” pingkan said holding his best friend's hand, he was afraid that the two men were lying, but at the same time worried about the state of Sunday.
Jingga looked at Pingkan in a moment, she knew his friend's intentions as well, catching the doubt on his face, but she had to take every risk for the sake of Sunday.
Suddenly the sound of the phone ringing just as he was about to step towards Dudin, he immediately grabbed the thing gratefully.
“Hallo!” he said enthusiastically, “Ya, Sir right!”
After a short silence, Orange again said, “Iya, Sir! I'll wait here!” energetically.
Ahnad's cell phone rang, but he seemed to have fainted.
For the sake of seeing Ahnad silent and closing his eyes because he was weak, Pingkan picked up the object that kept ringing in the pocket of the man's pants. After successfully retrieving, he received a call for seeing their teacher's name on the screen.
“Hallo, Master Teacher! It's Pingkan! Sunday shot!”
They got a call from a teacher and hillside security, including the police. They must have read the orange message. It's such a good time that the girl doesn't have to risk herself and her friends, freeing Dudin and Karyo.
“So, Mr Teacher is the same Police too?” exclaim Pingkan after being silent for a while. Previously he answered the caller's question by saying something important.
“What? Police?” dudin and Karyo are almost simultaneously. They realized, their history as the guardians of the Prohibition Forest as a garden gan*ja, will soon be over.
Orange glanced at Dudin at a glance, then he turned his back to the man and took a prostrating position, sticking his forehead on the grass.
“Alhamdulillah!” said.
After giving thanks, Jingga took a deep breath and approached Ahnad's head, she felt his forehead, it was hot. His friend had a serious wound infection. He shed tears, then whispered softly in his ear.
“Quiet, reinforcements have arrived .. hang on in a moment, everything will be fine, you must be safe, I know you are a strong man!”
Ahnad turned to look at the orange but his eyes were still slightly closed. Then, the man nodded slowly while pulling one corner of his lips upwards.
“Thank you, Orange, you are amazing!” he heard hardly anyone but himself.
Orange and Pingkan threw each other a hopeful smile. Their struggle was not in vain. Yes, they had walked sagging, then down the hill cliff though not dangerous but quite steep, running through the bushes, then caught. The most stressful part was while fighting with an adult man, and getting shot— it was, an amazing experience. In fact, it would probably be history in the Prohibition Forest.
They become a story of teenagers who dare to challenge death for a friend. There are still many other stories from the good and working teenagers, but the story of Jingga will probably be the only one from the high school Tunas Mekar Jaya.
The world of teenagers should be full of sweet and good stories, but there is no harm in having a tense story, right?
Thus was the hope of Orange and his two friends was accomplished, the help that came to help quite a lot.
They consisted of two forest policemen, two teachers, two officers from the nearest village office and two friends who had been standing guard at the tent, taking part in the group. They stood shoulder to shoulder to hand over Sunday, giving drinks and food. The last thing they did was, it was two criminals who had been caught.
“Thank you, Son of Orange! If you are not desperate to find Pingkan, maybe forever we will not be able to catch these two criminals!” said one of the police officers while handcuffing Dudin and Karyo.
The two men stared sinisterly at the Orange.
The girl just nodded, she was a little disappointed with Dudin and thought of one of her children becoming friends. How is the fate of his family. However, it may be better as it is now, than to provide the family with an illicit living even if it is the result of sweat.
The group walked slowly to the location of the tent, where there were already several other children who prepared makeshift stretchers. So, the messages sent Sunday and Jingga made all his friends excited and chose to go back to their campsite to help their friends.
After all the tents were cleared, they went home. Their trip this time with the police and the officers who brought two criminals. The news of the forbidden tree garden there is the result of the hard work of Orange and Sunday, after successfully helping Pingkan. All the teachers and friends praised their courage and one of the teachers said that the camp this time became the last in Batu Payung hill for their school.
Thus, all the children who participated in the activities on that day really became history for Bukit Batu Payung and Prohibition Forest. All will be memories that may be unforgettable.
Finished
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