
This incident was precisely on the fourth day during Azam along with his three friends were in Bali.
As usual, the four of them visited the tourist attractions of the Hotel always above 11 pm. As usual, the four brands head to tourist attractions using Google Maps.
"Where are we today, brother?" Ask Hendrik to Arfan.
"To Sukowati Market." Arfan.
Around half an hour and a half in the afternoon, the four of them had reached Sukowati Market. For a moment they parked the bike first, then immediately entered the Sukowati Market.
The four of them bought various kinds of souvenirs, especially Azam with Hendrik most bought Pie Cakes and Balinese Shawl. While Arfan with Irfan not too much to buy souvenirs, the reason for their vacation destination is just a vacation.
"Dek Gw first huh? Anybody want to meet me at the hotel?" Arfan said to Azam.
"Blay, you still want your way home?" Azam asked Hendrik.
"Inget gw." Reply Hendrik.
"Yes, please, if you want it first." Azam to Arfan.
"OKAY. We go first, Zam, Ndrik?" Arfan.
"Okay Brother." Azam said with Hendrik simultaneously.
Arfan and Irfan immediately came out of Sukowati Market and immediately drove back to the hotel. While Azam with Hendrik still sorting and pretty much souvenirs that they both bought. Finished sorting out the two of them also queued at the cashier. Hendrik is in front of Azam.
"Blay, I'll wait outside, okay?" Hendrik said after paying for his groceries.
"Yes, don't you go all the way Lo?" Azam said while standing in front of the cashier.
"Gw wait in front of the entrance." Hendrik.
"Okay blay." Azam.
After paying, Azam walked out of the market to the front yard of the market not far from the entrance of the sukowati market.
Hendrik was tattooed on his leg by two tattooists, in front of the terrace of the sukowati market. Azam immediately walked up to Hendrik and landed his buttocks behind Hendrik who was sitting on a tattoo by the tattooist.
"Blay, you want to go Lo?" Said Hendrik to Azam while moving his shoulders.
"Non blay." Azam.
"Cheap Koq blay, just 30k." Hendrik's words look pushy.
"Non blay." Azam.
Without excuse, one of his friends the tattooist immediately grabbed Azam's leg and painted Azam's leg.
"What the fuck is this, sir? I don't want to get tattooed!" Said Azam reflexes with a loud tone while repelling the coats with his hands until they fell down.
"Udah blay, is it okay?" Said Hendrik while moving his shoulders to Azam.
The tattooist took his coat and tattooed Azam's leg back.
"Sir, I said no yes no!" Azam said.
The tattooist continues to keep his tattoo.
"Udah, I'll pay you." Hendrik.
"Gw don't ask for loh blay?" Azam.
"It's okay." Hendrik.
"Tumben is this a child? Want to pay me for something less useful?" Tanya in her heart Azam saw Hendrik's attitude was quite strange.
Inevitably, Azam obeyed Hendrik's words, and finally his feet were painted by the tattooist.
"Have you sir?" Say Azam because Hendrik has finished in Tattoo.
"Not done yet." Said the tattooist while holding Azam's leg tight.
"It's okay not finished yet." Azam said while fending off the tattooist.
Then the tattooist stopped his tattoo.
"This is Bang?" Hendrik paid according to the initial rate, which is 30 thousand.
"What'an this? Who said 30 grand?" Said the man who tattooed Hendrik.
"Don't you say 30 grand?" Hendrik said.
"Where is this big painting, with the colors you think it costs 30 thousand?" Said the tattooist turned stiff.
"How much?!" Ask Hendrik.
"100 grand." Said the tattooist.
"Blay-blay is blay, pay it." Azam told Hendrik to pay not for any reason, but he saw the movements of the two people who tattooed was very suspicious. In addition to the selling mode of tattoos, Azam also thought, fear behind the wall there (outside the market) many conspirators. Because Azam saw the person who tattooed Azam just often went in and out of the market wall.
"Didn't pay blay? Arfan's been waiting?" Azam.
Hendrik then paid him 2x 100 thousand.
The Road to the Hotel
At about half-hour three in the afternoon they both just got out of the market parking lot, then headed back to the hotel.
"When I pay blay. You don't have to pay for my tattoo." Azam.
Hendrik daydreamed while driving a motorbike.
"Woy!!!" Azam surprised Hendrik.
"Yes Blay I've hearder koq." Said Hendrik in a soft tone of voice.
"It's on the bancet road! Don't dream of Lo!" Azam.
"Iye-iye bawel Lo ah!" Hendrik said.
Hendrik has spoken in his tone again, which indicates he is conscious. Because Azam thought that when Hendrik asked him to be tattooed at the Market just now, he was under control, namely Hypnosis.
After half of the trip to the hotel, Azam's phone died. While Hendrik's phone was dead when from the market earlier.
"Ndrik, is my phone dead? Do you still remember the way home?" Ask Azam.
"Still." Said Hendrik while driving.
Eventually they both walked to the hotel without Google Maps. They both drive motors to each other. Around half-hour four, the two of them just circled around the same area and tipped into the same place. That is the area that there is a motorway above the sea (Motor Toll Road).
Though the two of them have asked the person they met, but still spinning and always ended up in the same place.
For three rounds they just swirled around the area. According to people, the incident was a trap "Oyot Mingmang".
In the end, the motorbike they ride runs out of fuel. Exactly Maghrib the motor they were using ran out of gasoline. Inevitably, they both alternately push the motor to look for Gasoline Poms.
Cannot contact Arfan or search for Gasoline Poms via Google Maps, because their phones are both dead.
About ten minutes they both walked while carrying a motorbike, then they both met the road they recognized. That is the road that leads to the Bali Bomb Monument. The street is on the right side of the hotel they occupy. Less diacal entry? But that's what both of them experienced.
"Blay instead of this road, the Street that we took last night, huh?" Azam.
"Yes, really blay. This large hotel is also not far from the MCD that we used to eat every day." Hendrik.
At once they both felt happy and grateful Thank God, because they were finally able to return to the Hotel in a state that was not lacking in the slightest of themselves.
Arriving at the Hotel
"Blay, you really did not maksa gw to be tattooed?" Ask Azam.
"Sorry, don't you want to accept Lo's kindness? But weird, blay? Lo who likes the calculation to gw, want to pay in gw tattoo? Which I think is of no benefit?" Azam said back.
"I don't know blay. I'm half conscious." Hendrik.
"But inget not Lo? You were fighting this fight?" Ask Azam.
"Ingett." Hendrik.
"Gw fear blay, the incident Oyot Mingmang still has something to do with the commotion when in the Market earlier? Why did I tell you to pay? Because one friend was pacing in and out of the market. They're afraid they've got a blay plot." Azam.
"Lo also fit nawarin to I made tattooed, eyesight Lo focus staring at his brother mulu? I'll be suspicious when Lo maxain I get tattooed?" Azam.
"Would it be right at the market? I deliberately make you chat continuously, while occasionally I pinched and patted Lo's shoulder a few times, Let you realize." Azam.
"Still feeling like I'm pinching gw blay? Haha." Azam said back.
"I'm rubbing my thigh like this." Said Hendrik while showing his thighs pinched by Azam.
"Wooh! Don't-don't Lo's life now? Is it still there?" Azam.
"Sia*an Lo!!!" Hendrik.
"Oh, you're aware toooh? Are you back now?Haha." Azam.
After that. In the evening, the four of them came out of the hotel to find night snacks around Jalan Kuta, Bali Bomb Monument.
Unexpectedly, the four of the brands found one of the typical Javanese food stalls behind Ruko Outlet. With girangnya they eat the four of them greedily diwarungnya. Unfortunately the four of them just found the stall when the last night they four in Bali.
The next day, the four of them played around briefly at the Beach, then in the afternoon the four of them Chceck-out from the Hotel and then returned home by plane to SuTA Airport.
The four of them went back to their respective places. Arfan and Irfan went home. While Azam with Hendrik returned to Omah boarding house.