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MOPEDS

Today Brian left with Gilang on a motorcycle. Brian's safe because I don't always watch him go outside the gate. He just kept riding in a taxi like a mommy.

This time Brian wants to ride his bike. Their bags were very bloated, stuffed with tracksuits, scouts, food and drinks, and everything else was loaded into one container.

Two firewood binders were also brought. Hahh, of course, the attributes of stressed people that they do not use from home, shame is seen people along the way.

As usual Gilang and Brian entered through the back gate that was not guarded by the committee brothers. All in all, so they have to use the crazy attribute so as not to be scolded.

The body is big, tall, dashing, "Krincing-krincing.. gombrang-gambring.." but usually, people also wear it.

They walked towards the main gate to meet the elder brother of the committee. The food and drinks brought were taken by the committee. Complete, the committee did not check the contents of the bag of crackle, Brian and Gilang have been recorded to be present at this activity.

They are not charged any fees, only they are told to joint venture for the needs of their respective squads.

MOPD will be held for 3 days, cooking utensils are also not forgotten to be brought because they will cook themselves. Brian was just a folding mat joint, he didn't want to bother carrying a heavy one.

The event will open, all gathered and sitting on the asphalt field according to their respective squads. This Bacecot, they were immediately told to set up a tent.

Go them to the back of the school. Spacious land lined with land surrounded by lush forests while the right is rice fields.

"Here I help."

While walking on the descent, Brian approached a woman who appeared to be carrying his luggage.

The woman was beautiful, she looked at Brian in wonder because she did not know him, but he did it to help her. Though Brian himself was also seen stocking with a bag of fat and firewood that he was carrying.

"Tu son.." Passed let Brian.

He actually also wants to come, this is a pdkt opportunity to find girl acquaintances. But Gilang thinks it will even drop his pride as a man.

Enter Brian into the women's tent area. The women's camp and the men's camp were separated. In the middle, emm no, the territory of men is very visible narrower than the territory of women. Yes like that, there the high net stretching from end to end separated the two.

Where men jutted into the area of lush trees, while women jutted towards the rice fields. Safe, if there are wild animals the men will be hit.

This place still includes the territory of the school, it looks like something will be built because there is already a magnificent foundation at the end of the land there. Apparently yes, the foundation was planned to be a large mosque. Currently the school only has a musholla separated between son and daughter.

'Why do I even want to help him?' Brian murmured strangely while walking in the neighborhood of the women.

It felt like something was pulling itself just like that to approach the woman. Did that woman use some kind of pellet? Maybe Brian felt pity and pity to see him in trouble, so the urge to help him was very strong.

"Where are we going to set up a tent? In here?" The woman Brian helped. He spoke to his friends.

"Thank you." The woman turned to Brian and took her own thing in Brian's hand.

"Yes." Yeah." Said Brian then turned around, he only realized that he who is a man looks so striking because he is in the territory of women.

"Hey, wait," the woman blocked Brian's hand.

"What's wrong?" Brian turned.

"Oh, I'm Brian." Brian answered and left.

He was going to leave without knowing the girl, but the end was even the girl who asked to know first. But it's okay, just as friends.

Brian saw his members were busy assembling the tent. No one had a problem with it, besides assembling the tent was not so difficult, Brian was only ready to accept it.

"Yan, you're just sitting around, these are belly legs!"

Just as Brian sat down he was immediately told to look for bricks. There was no work for him, but he was also told to wash the rice.

That afternoon they had passed with all activities that were not too self-torturing. At most they are told to go back and forth to the upper room which is quite far away and must climb as well.

At night, at about 9 o'clock the sound of women's tents let out a singing voice. They were memorizing the yel-yel, no one was outside the tent except the organizers.

Not all women's tents make noise, maybe they're just capers. Even though these nights must have known the rules of how.

"Geus beak gadekeuneun.mistuh henteu ereun.."

One of Brian's tents said he wanted to sing too. Not the singing of yel-yel, they did not prepare yel-yel at all. The song is a Sundanese song called Kosipa.

"Hey! Not on the noise! No one makes a sound and no one plays cell phones! Sleep quickly! You don't know what time to get up tomorrow?!" Said the committee from outside the tent.

It was time to sleep, the organizers scolded the person who was still not asleep. At least there was a dim light behind the tent, the committee immediately checked it.

Inside the tent was quite narrow and sick. The base used is just a thin mat. Not to mention their luggage, all crammed could not sleep comfortably.

"Huh! Anjir, who's this socks smell anyway?!" Gilang snorted as he just lay down.

"Lu's still mending, here I am, sleeping shoe deck." Aldi.

"Get out the cake, why all the use entered? Some smelly shoes no one will take!"

All shoes are stored outside the tent. They use the bag as a head brace and a thin cloth to cover parts of his body.

Not because it was cold, it was hot inside like a sauna. But the uncomfortable feeling of anxiety about insects such as mosquitoes flying feels itchy.

Not to mention the sand that was carried on the mat. After all, they should go to bed soon, tomorrow is the schedule for adventure.

Brian also fell asleep, he turned off his phone trying to save battery power. Previously, the committee banned carrying mobile phones for fear of being lost, but they could leave them also in the committee.

"Hiks. hyks.."

At midnight it was quiet, the air in the tent was also a bit light. Vaguely, it became clearer the sound of the cries of women passing by. Brian who was sleeping immediately woke up because he was not comfortable sleeping.

'Thank God.' Brian muttered and went back to sleep.