Alleged Orange

Alleged Orange

The Alleged Orange Is Not Without Reason

“We're friends, right?” Orange asked back, his gaze was straight on Sunday who had the same posture as himself.

“Ya,” said Sunday while nodding his head.

“I guess that reason is enough!” orange Shower.

He left after that, but Sunday followed him. The girl turned her head, she did not care whether her friend would believe it or not, would obey her or not. He only follows footprints or bushes that are scattered like someone has passed. Everything is clearly visible there.

“What do you do?” ahnad asked, when he saw that Jingga had begun to move from the back of the tent, and he was like a man looking for something on the ground.

“You see this!” said Orange while pointing to the ground and a broken twig. It was a piece of branch from one of the trees growing around the tent.

Ahnad saw and followed the direction that the Orange was pointing to, as soon as he realized, that this kind of knowledge was the basis of how to adapt in the wild, or an easy-to-understand direction.

How could he forget such a basic thing, then he turned to Pipit and Iwan who also looked towards them, because Sunday and Orange were not too far away.

Iwan was curious, until he approached.

“What's up?” said.

“You see this?” said Ahnad, pointing at some things, as Orange pointed out.

Iwan and Pipit were both astonished at the clue that was the basis of the knowledge in searching for traces in the Scouts. Of course everyone who follows that activity in school will know what the clue means.

“I know, why do you want to cuddle Pingkan?” ask Iwan after seeing and thinking about it, “you want to follow the instructions?”

“Yes. Why not?” sahut Orange firmly. He's been thinking about it all since he heard how the chronology happened last night from Sunday. That means Pingkan brought someone or the girl herself, who tried to fool them all with a certain purpose and purpose.

Butwhat? Is he a bad guy? Again the orange guessed so.

“I'm sure this is someone's doing!” said again.

“You don't think that the trail was deliberately made by others let us follow them?” the word Iwan responds to the speech of Orange.

“If indeed they are fishing us, about what for?” ask Ahnad.

“I also thought so from earlier!” says Orange. He includes a student who is good at the class, Iwan, his classmate also recognizes the intelligence of the Orange, which is included in the school's outstanding students.

“You are not afraid that they are bad people? What if our lives are at stake?” Iwan said again, he was a simple but considerate man. In any case one cannot go along rashly with the decisions of others. Moreover, if it is about soul safety or self-esteem. There is no harm in considering it carefully.

“You, whatever you want to come with! I'm not mean and I'm not afraid!” word Orange.

“You are so desperate, anyway, Orange!” said Pipit, he also participated introspective.

There was no further comment after that as Jingga continued to step up following the instructions and Ahnad walked by her side. The man simply followed the instinct of wanting to help, while his mind continued to rage full of consideration between the fact that the Orangos were very stubborn and guessed if they were stuck in a difficult situation later.

Pipit and Iwan decide to stay. They keep their phones on and their location on to make searching easier. They are certainly waiting for news from the group of one who will seek help. So, circumstances forced them to hang in there.

Several times he climbed the hill, several times he also with Orange or Pipit and Sunday. All in almost the same activity, but every occasion has different memories.

He should have added to the excitement by following the trail earlier, but again because he would not have left his female friend alone. So, he now sits in the tent alone while playing his phone.

Meanwhile, between Sunday and Orange, there was a frost, when they saw there were blood spots between the trees. Although not much, but it could make them goosebumps. There were several bad thoughts appearing simultaneously in their brains.

As a freshman High School kid, such an experience is really new and stressful. Especially for things like murder or other acts of violence. Although a lot of information from the news in various media, but experiencing it yourself, is a different thing.

However, both of them continued their journey. Not because they have advantages, but because of a much greater curiosity.

“Nad, the blood trail runs out here, you see too, right?” ask Orange while pointing at the droplets of blood that are getting smaller and not fresh anymore. It may have been a few hours that the blood spots stuck to some objects such as roots, stones, branches and dry leaves scattered.

Ahnad was silent, he looked around the ever-greater trees. They had already walked far enough away from the tent by following the trail earlier. All the clues they got from the beginning, in the form of scattered dry leaves, like they had run out through someone dragging something on the ground. There's a pretty obvious scrape in there.

If the culprit was stupid, then he accidentally left a very clear trace like that. However, if the culprit is clever, maybe the trail is just lure the prey—anyone, to their nest.

“This trace is so obvious, were they on purpose?” tanya Ahnad, while continuing to follow in that footsteps.

“You think they're more than one person? If I think about it, just one person!”

“It seems yes, if two people ... it is impossible to be dragged like gini,” he said doubtfully, there is fear tucked in his heart, if anything happens with them then Orange becomes his responsibility.

“Yes, when viewed from the former ground, the object in this drag is heavy, if lightly will certainly not be clear like this on the ground!”

“Hmm .. Yes, yes! Comeing! We go on, the sooner the better. Uh! You're on location, right?”

Orange nodded, though he knew the signal in the mountains like this was more difficult to reach, but still turned on where they were on the phone.

“About this guy brought me anything, from your tent, Ga!” Ahnad asked with furrowed brows, while looking at the girl in front of him.

“Eh, yes where do I know, Nad!”

They looked, in their minds pointing at the same person, the possibility of the trace shows if Pingkan who was in a state of sleep then dragged by an unknown person.

Or something else.

Orange looked away, for a moment then he felt thirsty. “You didn't bring a drink, did you?” said Orange after sipping his drinking water. At that moment he realized Sunday had nothing on his body.

The man nodded.

“If you're thirsty, say yes? I only brought a bottle, so we split two!” Orange said again while shaking the bottle of drinking water. They're actually hungry, because they haven't filled their stomachs with anything since waking up. However, curiosity had already defeated the demand for their hull contents.

Jingga and Ahnad are the same as Iwan and other friends, who did not go to Alif's hill once. At least they memorized the road and some bivouacs that are often used to set up tents. Some of the roads they pass through include, directions to the plantation of residents. There are some locals who seek sustenance by planting palawija. Usually they open up land there.

However, the direction of the trail that Jingga and Ahnad encountered turned out, leading to an area that some said was, a forbidden area.

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