Deepest Wound

BEACHFRONT

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Since 7 am we have been gathered at Santi's house but until 8 o'clock some have come.

Since last night they've arranged everything while I'm just following along because I'm also not too enthusiastic if it's not for Santi's wishes.

There are several cars that have been prepared including Santi's car and several other friends. I doubt when imagining the trip later, because the distance traveled far enough to get there.

I don't talk too much about what else the average family is. I don't really understand their conversation. I choose to be quiet and will only talk if asked.

Not long after a white car stopped not far from Santi's yard. A white man wearing jeans and a white t-shirt top and a brown-ground leather jacket, got out of there and walked towards us.

“For so long in wait from earlier!” Read Santi to the man. The man just smiled then took a seat in front of me and slightly sideways.

“So she was the one waiting for?” Ask Riska who had been nagging because she waited a long time.

“A moment, I take the bag first,” say goodbye to Santi while going inside. He returned soon and we were ready to leave.

“Nit...you're in that car aja,” show Santi on the man's car earlier. Without saying much, I also obey. While Santi and several other people get into Santi's car driven by her own husband.

There are some who bring their children and some who go with their partners only.

I got into the car and got back busy with my phone because on the way there is a possibility of the signal is lost and will only be there after arriving later at the destination.

“Can move forward aja?” The man who owned the car said as he turned towards me who was sitting in the back seat.

I looked to the left and there was probably someone else he was talking to. But there was only me there. While others have gotten into their respective cars and there are also some who hitchhiked there.

I also moved to sit in the front seat maybe there will be people who will sit here later. Thought me.

“Sorry, hitchhike with you, yes. The others are full, my child's case if crowded there,” Maghda said while opening the car door and occupying the seat in the back.

“Which other?” I asked as I turned towards Maghda.

“There is no coming, there may be other interests,” explained Maghda. “Buruan Dan, later we miss far," Maghda told the man who would drive next to me earlier.

“Ok,” said the man while smiling.

All the way we were in the car just silent and occasionally I looked back to see Maghda holding her son who began to fall asleep.

“Ehm,” the man cleared his throat breaking the silence between us. “If you can know, now what is busy?” Her question glanced at me.

“Hm, more at home anyway, not too much activity.” The man looked back at me with a smile. While I was still in a forward-looking position.

After that there was no more chat. Maybe he is also confused what to say because I really prefer to be quiet since.

After a few hours we finally arrived. Those who came first already posed there to take some pictures with the background of the beach and the bright blue sky.

It turned out to be a really beautiful view. Usually I only see a few photos of my friends uploading their vacation moments here.

I pulled out my phone and took some pictures too.

“You want me to help you take a picture?” Ask the man I was riding in.

I only noticed those who were cool to enjoy playing sea water and children playing beach sand with excitement.

Santi and the others invited me to take pictures together.We also alternately became cameramen. There are many photos taken and they upload them in their respective social accounts.

I haven't posted anything since last year. I don't know why I thought that day to take a picture of me there.

Not long heard a sound after the photo was sent. I saved my phone back because the others looked ready to get back in the car.

We arrived at night before the Islamic prayer because it had stopped several times while on the trip. There are those who stop just to eat there are also those who deliberately stop to take pictures because in the sense of the place is good to be made a background of selfie.

After cleaning up I immediately rested because I was already feeling very tired and sleepy.

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It's been a day after vacation to the beach I rest at home because I still feel tired. It was even more tiring when compared to when I went to the plantation. In the morning I woke up and my body was all sick. I forced her to stand up and go to the bathroom because she was already stuck. After that I went back to bed.

I again found some parts of my body that were bruised like a punch and felt pain when touched.

I contacted Kak Laras to ask for medication that I might be able to take to reduce the pain in my body.

Not long Kak Laras came and made me a traditional drink.

It was a little afternoon that the pain was lessened, but the bruise marks were still there. I have not told Kak Laras the problem of bruising on my body. I don't want to worry him because I've been bothering him a lot.

Not long after after lunch my phone rang a sign there was a call in. I saw the name of Dani who was there.

“Halo, Dan?” My heart is laying my body on the bed.

“How are you? You're all right, aren't you?"

“Hm, yes.”

“I'm just a little worried, I noticed you just kept quiet after coming home from the beach yesterday. I thought you were sick.”

“I'm just a soy sauce, body aches all. But now it's light, kok.” Actually I was embarrassed because I didn't know that the guy I was driving in yesterday was Dani. I should have realized when Maghda called him in the car. And I only found out when we were heading home.

...Tbc...

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**Sorry maybe today can only be up to one chapter because othor there is busy in the real world. Hopefully tomorrow can still be up despite one chapter.

Thanks all**...