
The sky tonight is pretty good. Ilana could see some unobstructed star blips. Conversation keeps friends with lantern flame.
“I'm curious, what are you looking for out of all these difficulties?” ask Martin suddenly.
“Not difficulty. More precisely challenge.” Bima justifies the choice Martin said. “Because I can feel the pleasure of suffering and the freshness of danger.”
“Estwick Evans.” connect Ilana. “That's words from him, right?”
“Kok you know?” balas Bima's.
“He is, Ilana.” Even the ones who responded. “His grandson is Mbah Google.”
“Internally!”
“You are truly adventure lovers.” Martin paid no heed to Falah's teasing of Ilana.
“If I all started from Om Raka. He did not directly introduce me to the wild. Through the stories, I became moved to colonize what he had explored.” unusual Bima wanted to tell about the beginning of his interest in the world of love. Even Ilana and Falah only knew now.
“Om Raka nature lovers?” clarify Martin.
“Yes, he's a Mapala. Former Mapala, if now.”
“So this is some kind of tilas tread?” said Ilana to make sure.
“You could say so.”
“Mountain climb too?” ask Falah.
“Om Raka is very fond of writing all his travel series. In addition to hearing the story, I also read the notes of his activities during his wandering in nature.”
“Keren bingits Om Raka.” connect Falah. “You bother to document every trip using writing. If I'm where I feel at home.”
“But your video is okay too, Fal.” said Bima change the position of sitting hugging the knee. “Can be our documentation.”
“Unfortunately, only half-and-a-half.” said Falah still wiping his camera. “Moga battery is enough until the end.”
“You have a spare battery, right?” Ilana.
“There sag.”
“If Ilana, why like to play to the mountain?” ask Martin.
“So such a mountain.” said Martin. “If Falah?”
“Bermula from watching vlogs and mountaineering videos. So the creator made a video like that.” Falah grimacing. “Sometimes look at my youtube channel dong. Don't forget to like and subscribe. Search in the Fall In Mountain search box.”
“Add him,” cetus Bima.
The small laughter of the others parsed.
“Why not be a vlogger?” ask Martin.
“So youtuber. I'm not good at writing. Let Bima do the blogging. Precisely, the vlogger is Bima.”
“But the video content I took from the youtube link Falah.” I Bima.
“Until now I still don't know what it's like to play in nature. Just tired, breathless, and it ends aches. Not to mention life can be a bet. Like last night, I feel like I'm going to die. The night-night road, dibuyur rain, not to mention the terrain is slippery. Want to give up.” Martin shook his head, taking off the memory last night. “Luck Ilana reminds you not to die silly here.”
Hearing Martin's last words, Ilana felt her face heat up. Stirring a pink hue on the cheeks. Not expecting his tough words and tend to be cruel, it triggers the spirit of others. Fiddling with common sense so as not to give up easily in a depressed condition. Especially the one who said it was Martin.
“He is indeed the queen of spicy words.” said Bima.
“Sambles times, spicy.” says Ilana.
“To be clear I salute you guys.” said Martin delaying the silence that will be created. “Neated but directional.”
Bima, Ilana and Falah responded with gazes of pleasure, pride, and feeling of wanting to humble. The fall of the expression that came out of the three was a horse-like grin.
“His granny is completely unguided.” Ilana accused Bima of breaking the arrogance of the throne.
“Who said!” bima Refutation. “If I go without a map and compass and supplies, that's just the original step.”
“Terussle!” tukas Ilana immediately shuffled into the tent. Lay down beside Jesi who snored softly.
“Ah, I am curious about the path we will go through tomorrow.” said Bima while looking at Martin and Falah. “And Besek Beach.”