Miss Culun And Mr. Arrogants

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All Mapala members returned from the forest carrying various types of vegetables and Mushrooms. Everyone gave their innate results to Reno and the other instructors. Each vegetable and mushroom carried by the members is examined first, then separated between poisonous and non-toxic fungi. After that, vegetables and mushrooms are collected in two different containers.

The separated mushrooms were cooked by the instructors to make soup. Meanwhile, the members were given a short time to rest while waiting for the finished meal.

After the food is cooked. All Mapala members are called to gather and eat together. Those who had been very hungry because of many activities since arriving there immediately gathered with a crisp face. Their rumbling stomachs will soon be filled.

The committee distributed the mushrooms taken from the forest in the form of soup-shaped food to each member as their lunch. Those who were already very hungry, after getting the order to start eating directly ate the soup that was distributed. Suddenly their smiles from the treated hunger instantly turned wry. Almost all of the members regurgitated the food that had entered their mouths.

"Oek ..oek!"

"What food is this?"

"It's not good."

"It's not worth eating."

They protested over something that had entered their mouths. The soup they ate was very bad. For those who always live with a variety of foods with a high level of enjoyment, feel like eating poison. In fact, many of them directly throw the soup out of the bowl

They protested and asked for the food menu to be replaced, only a handful of members who looked ordinary and enjoyed the soup provided. However, their protest was futile, instead of getting a new food menu, they immediately got a long lecture about the obligation to appreciate food.

"You should appreciate the food given by nature. It is a healthy organic food. Unlike the food you often encounter in the city," said one of the organizers who had a gentle attitude.

"This is a forest. No pizza, no burgers, no spaghetti. Here you must blend in with nature, accept what nature has given you" Reno said with his fierce face. He did not like the attitude of the members who protested the dishes that the committee shared, even throwing food away. "Please enjoy your meal because after this there are still many more activities! Or you'll starve until dinner arrives" circus Reno again.

People who have not thrown away the mushroom soup are forced to finish the food or they will starve until night, while those who already throw food can only swallow and prepare for rumbling until the next food comes.

***

The sun is starting to move west. The activity continues. By late afternoon the mapala members were assigned to run around the mountain for five rounds.

All the members seemed to be preparing and waiting for the cue to run, except for Keysa. Grandpa Surya's grandson was ordered to wash vegetables for dinner. Keysa was struggling with a lot of vegetables and various types that he had to wash. Bringing vegetables to the well.

"Key, I'm helping you!" Alea did not want to run. He approached Keysa who was lifting a container containing vegetables to be washed.

Keysa looked up at the girl who was also holding the container she was lifting. He smiled, then nodded.

Getting a nod from Keysa made Alea cringe. "Then this one let me. You bring the other one," Alea said with a smile that expands because it can be free from the event of a calorie burner that is very tiring, especially if you have to do as much as five rounds.

Alea was well aware that the remark was addressed to him. He turned to the voice while choking, feeling that the man was favoritism. However, Alea also could do nothing but obey. Alea gave back the container she was holding to Keysa, then returned to the line with a face that immediately threw away the face when she passed Reno.

Even the night has arrived. Everyone who was just tired of circling the mountain looked greedy to eat vegetables cooked by the committee and Keysa. Cape because circling the mountain five rounds makes them very greedy to spend the vegetables without protest. Even if the protests will only trouble themselves, because it is certain they will starve until tomorrow.

A bonfire was lit on an empty land surrounded by members' tents. All members circled the campfire while eliminating fatigue after a day of doing many activities. Night at the mapala event is filled with various performances from members and organizers who blend in.

"Who else will display your skills, we're kindly forward!" said an instructor who acted as mc at the bonfire.

The members glanced at each other, hoping that there would be another one coming forward to display something after one of them had just finished singing. They whispered to each other, told each other to come forward, but none of them would act.

"Dev, let's go yuk!" take Keysa, to the man who never wants to be away from him.

"Main what?"

"You draw a sword and I play the piano as the music." Keysa looked at Devano expectantly.

Devano turned his head, looking at Keysa's face that was highlighted by the reddish glow of the fire. The beautiful face of the lover seemed very enthusiastic, making the real Devano reluctant to appear did not have the heart to refuse. Devano. "OKs. Go, maen!" he said, then held his hand and Keysa's hand holding each other.

The MC smiled at Keysa and Devano, then called the two forward and showed their abilities.

Devano performed a very beautiful sword dance accompanied by music obtained from the blocks of notes pressed Keysa full of rhythm. The slick and harmonious appearance of a handsome and beautiful couple hypnotizes everyone. The applause sounded so boisterous as the two managed to finish the show very well.

"Thank you" Keysa and Devano said, before returning to their seats.

"Thank you to Devano and Keysa for their wonderful collaboration" said the MC. "The need for members to do the show, now how about we see the attractions of our handsome, dashing and handsome instructors," continued the Host with eyes fixed on Reno.

Members who know who the person in question directly approve the speech of the host.

"Because everyone present has already agreed, so let's call our handsome instructor ... Brother Reno!" The host called Reno and was accompanied by applause from everyone who also called the same name.

Reno came forward and was in the midst of the members. He bowed respectfully first, then did his act. Reno displays her skills by playing flying knives. Reno fended off the many knives that were aimed at him with the knife holder whose eyes were closed. The students praised Reno's stunning performance, playing with a knife without being scratched in the slightest.

"Ordinary games are so called good. Good from where, try?" While others praised Reno's performance, Alea, who was still hurt and angry at Reno's unconcerned behavior, said Reno's appearance was ordinary.