Jams
the chapter up 06
Jihan sat down to eat her grilled crab. Trebayar had been trying to hold hungry for days, his belly demo and stopped since he chewed the grill, because the Crab meat was unshelled.
Not only eating, Jihan has put a can in the fireplace, which is cooking rain water.
"Wuu. uh! This abis nyetok again ah. Whoo!"
The girl blew the food and bit the crisp Crab. Cresh!
A few minutes later, Jihan cleared her lips. He found the stew had evaporated, the drinking water was still hot. Jihan stamped the sardine can with the roasted wood.
"Nyaem. nyam. Just drink it."
Jihan stood up finished putting the can in between the pile of wooden supplies. He had to find the river. Jihan immediately left her "legend" saung.
"Gue go first, run river. There it is."
So one hundred percent Marcel was difficult, Jihan tried to imitate the persistence of the friend alone in terms of survival.
"Stress is like gini. By yourself. Nyari eat, nyari drink her own energy. Ms. nana.naa.."
Jihan's mental survival seemed other than that of humans generally in survival. He doesn't look primitive, but he doesn't seem that hard either.
"Kring! The crane! The sound of a sedan over the clatter. The car came down not propped up. Try to see a big friend. Gallons and cucumbers broke all.."
Jihan walked up the beach, maybe choose to find the river downstream. He's barefoot, that could be the reason for tracing the coast. To drink water alone, he had to desperately throw away his energy again.
Jihan picked up the trash again, finding a dry and cracked bucket. He commented on the object because he just discovered the crack. Jihan continued to carry the trash.
"Yes it's okay. Mayan make an aer container."
While casually monologuing, Jihan stopped again.
"Njir, Crab nest? Aaa.arh!"
Bukh! Bukh! Bukh..!
Jehan squatted down and immediately hit the sand there with a "rare" bucket". He's busy getting there, getting here like playing doll punch Timezone in the mall.
"Huh yeah?"
Jihan stopped, the bucket broke but the object she hit was gone. He's hallucinating, hitting for no reason. Jihan was weak because there was no crab one tail, what else is the nest.
"Hhh. sorry Beb. I failed the harvest. Want more food for you."
Disappointed Jihan moved again leaving her mini bucket there. This time he was bragging his head to concentrate on reality. Jihan looked at the trees in the distance, there was a big rock.
"Ilang, plis. ilang," Jihan said while focusing on her goal object. "From yesterday there, but how far. Plis ilang lo, do not abuse visitors. Ilang.."
Fifteen minutes later..
"Hhh.hhh.hhh..hhh..!!"
Jihan arrived at the drinking place, ruku while panting near the Coconut tree.
"The world is cruel. Give arepan live kayak gini, who wants to die.. Hhh.hhh.."
Soon, Jihan had fun in the middle of the downstream while spraying river water. He took a bath, sat on one of the rather large stones. Jihan seemed to have aspired downstream since yesterday, yet she was intercepted twilight and tired.
Cbyur..! Cbyur!
Bby.u.ur!
"Haha! We finally have an island. Yuhu! Our paradise Cells. Huhu.."
Jihan plays with water. He sprayed towards the front like he was in a splash war with someone.
"Haha..!! Aarrh! Cheating, ih.. Golly, hihi.. Golly, Cell. Auws.. Haha!"
Cbyyour!
Cbyuur-byuur!
Not only Crab, Jihan also seems to have a permanent pestle. He had friends playing and chatting. Jihan was like not pretending, tired of missing and still talking while bathing rubbed his skin.
".. mending the same name with our snack, Beb. What about Jimar Island?"
Cbyyour! The midget!
"Kok whatever, khan who bought you, Bebeb. Yes, we call Komodo Island? How's the cattle, Beb?"
nb:
hihi😁halu permanent.
DRE met activity yaa😙chups!
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