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Adventurous

In the morning, all participants have been lined up in the main room that is usually used for flag ceremony activities. All were lined up neatly, men, women, free, they could stand anywhere.

"Dung. no no. dung.. dung.."

The loudspeakers have sounded, they will do gymnastics activities this morning. Everyone is ready to wear his sports shirt that was worn last night to sleep.

"One, two, one, two.."

Wahh. Women's butt looks so clear. They wear SMP sports shirts that already look narrow. The right position, Brian was behind the line of women.

Hands up, hand span, touch the ground, all the movements are so exciting. Rhythmically while looking at the lump of meat and duing-duing in the jump section.

Intake in the morning, although blocked by cloth but they can imagine it through the interior is printed clearly.

After gymnastics they sit in place to rest. Up ahead was already the committee along with some large cardboard boxes containing plenty of food.

Today they will not be given sembako but they will be given shabu, breakfast porridge. It's been divided evenly in plastic bags so everyone just takes one each.

The package is. 1 pack chicken pulp, 1 pack green bean porridge, 1 cup mineral water.

Organizers do not want them to die before they are released into their native habitat. So they serve food so they can add energy.

The food is free anywhere, want in the tent, in the field itself, or in the WC even though the committee does not mind it. The important thing is that they are comfortable and the food should also be spent.

Sip, everyone has breakfast now just change costumes. Because they would be dirty of course they had to wear scout clothes, not forgetting his full attributes.

Brian feels like a soldier. Wearing scout hats, lackeys, mines, daggers, and so on. Though he does not want to be complicated anyway it's all what's the use. But this is all the mother who put it so dear also if she does not wear it.

Back again to the upper room then lined up neatly according to their respective squads. Wawa wiwi wuwu, all listening to the person who spoke in front of the room.

"Gushh!"

Get them out through the front gate. Women are welcome to come out first. Men are used to being ostracized, they roar but the tip can only be resigned to waiting for their turn.

Walk according to instructions following the signs that are on each road. What they had been walking on the road, they now turned to rice fields. They began to meet the posts where there were the committee.

Give them a task to be completed and handed over to the next post.

"Give this brush to brother Anu. Hihihi.." Said Brother Committee while giggling.

Brush, he gives a wash brush. What benefit? Is there a message hidden behind the brush? Ahh. Just deliver it anyway, it's easy.

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Now they have to go down a cliff that is 10 meters high. There was already a rope of mine and also some people who were hanging.

Not spiderman, they are the organizers who will help if there are participants who are in distress. Below it is a small river flow, there is also a committee that is on guard.

"Hap, hap, hap."

It is easy for men to go down. The brush has been given safely and the mark of a successful mission has also been received. A smudge on the face, do not let it fade because it will be the final proof.

Then they were told to duck on a shallow stream. It was like a duck alone, they compactly lined up neatly to the back.

Being told to wear strong shoes, this is what they will run. New shoes are certainly a pity if used so. Down the ravine, dirty, soaking, but where possible if you have to nyeker too.

Much more they went through, they also reached the construction land area. There was a belco car there and the organizers were riding on it. The engine is safe so it is safe. They have also obtained a one-day permit from the owner.

There is no one candy ngulum activity for all. Tweeting or ridiculous things are also non-existent. Even though they have prepared mentally for such things, the committee most only gives a guess.

Until finally the participants began to emerge from the forest and were in their own campsite. They were greeted and counted on his face by the committee.

Those who are finished are welcome to clean up. WCs are everywhere, but some are rarely used and look terrible.

Gilang walked to the front WC which was comfortable and common for women to enter. He will wash his feet and face.

There were a few different ones from the WC he had previously discovered. Hmm. itchy, it feels Gilang wants to make this place as his omnipotent media.

The WC in his Junior High is very different from this. There the door is made of mossy weathered wood whose bottom half is coated with zinc. Some of the doors were broken and also damaged. While this, the door is pure white complete with a shotgun and its handle.

Sometimes, there is a taik in the closet that is floating casually. Which slovenly boy leaves his clothes without being watered? Some even put the taiknya in any place, namely on the WC floor.

Surely it wasn't Brian and Gilang, they never defecated in the school toilet.

Not a masterpiece that Gilang wants to make, but scribbles from correction fluid, markers, and pens.

At the door of the WC should be installed tariffs like this:

-Col* Rp 2.000

- Modol Rp 3,000

- Rp 6,000

- Beol Rp 3,000

ngopet Rp 5,000

yayabun Rp 3,000

ngelem Rp 1,000

-dll.

The wall should also have a writing:

Sodom*, nge*e, I love you grade 8A, who read it must be senseless, and others like upsetting curses.

Now they were clean, and they were told to cook for each of them. All are ready rice, side dishes or other necessary ingredients they just buy it out as long as not far away.

They were told to pack the tent immediately. Wh why? They just stayed one night. Are they going home yet?

No, they'll move, evacuate and sleep in the classroom. A lot of people complained about sleeping in tents last night.

The organizers did not feel it, they slept comfortably in a warm room with a foam mattress. Many tent residents who come to the committee. There were even some women whose bodies rashed from sleeping inside the tent.

Of course the committee was worried and let them evacuate indoors while treating it. Now they decided to continue in the classroom hoping for a bit of distraction.

This made Brian feel relieved. Classrooms are large and there are not many insects. Wi-Fi signal also stay on up there, he is free to access the internet without fear of running out of quota.

This is the last night, 2 nights 3 days they carry out MOPD activities. Briefly, tomorrow they will be free but do not know how the next event.