
“Come we leave.”
I'm silent.
Prefer here along with the Blue Sheath. This time he was looking at the coolness of nature and did not feel any sadness. Unlike his father who always thinks in comfort, security and life is worthy of this beautiful girl.
“You're all annoying!” Ronggo Pekik. “Let me go first. I want to find a meal or something, thank goodness I got something from the help of the residents.”
We just kept quiet and let him go. Ronggo Pekik kept passing and lost our sight at a turn of the road.
Next we just fell silent, looked at each other, then pondered. Don't know what to do. While time is long. It awaits whether the enemies will come to attack brutally. And we can't avoid resigning and then being silent. Or just shut up with each other's messed up thoughts. Imagine a good life somewhere well established. With a comfortable atmosphere, safe and all needs are met. And this time it's just not just wishful thinking that passes.
Shortly afterwards Pulung Jiwo also left. There's something he's gotta do. Not aversion. Either saturation. Because all that time in silence, there's not much activity. Makes him want to do something that might dispel the anxiety. And the next moment is back. Blue Amethyst father already brought fruit. Somehow got it. Perhaps on one silent journey he found a fruit tree. The one he took. He gave it to those of us who enjoyed it. Tastes sour. But good for the stomach. I eat with gourmand. Blue Sheath too. He's enjoying. Not worried if later his stomach will be mules or sore, he still fills the stomach. Than empty.
“This.“
It wasn't long before Uncle Ronggo Pekik came up with something he got with his hard work.
“I brought meat.“
“What is it?“
“Ayam forest.“
It looks like a meat that looks good. With stab scars that still bleed. He is very good at hunting and looking for animals that if caught would not be easy. Wild and very fast movement. But as a former soldier who is experienced in all fields of course it is not difficult for him.
“Honey we are full,“ replied Blue Sheath.
“I'm also lazy,“ I said. “Kenyang. Most eat fruit.“
He just grunted, annoyed. Ronggo Pekik was disappointed. Something that was brought and produced with great difficulty but no one paid attention to it at all. He finally burned his own food. And eat directly.
Tonight, we all take shelter under shady trees. While on guard, if the palace or kumpeni soldiers come. We must be prepared to avoid or fight.
“Maybe we should go on,“ said Ronggo Pekik.
“Wah, danger. Especially for my son,“ said Pulung Jiwo.
“Despite the danger, we can be helped by Diponegoro.“ troops
“No. We'd better be here first. Waiting for the right time to move,“ said Uncle Pulung Jiwo gave an excuse.
“You are difficult yes!“ ronggo Pekik said with a sharp tone. Some time, he seems to often angry that almost without cause or cause is just a trivial thing.
“Lo...“.
“What is always different!“
“I only think of our good fortune, which may be achieved,“ explained Pulung Jiwo who is actually also restless since his house became a brother's coral in the wreck of the enemy.
“Huh...“ Ronggo Pekik grunted. “Let me go first. Come Cahyo Layung.“ Bring me.
“But... “