Nusakambangan, We're Coming!

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Bima woke Falah. Still not aware of the truth, Bima immediately thrust the device with the battery limit, so that Falah read the writing there. Do not forget to shake Martin's body to wake up. After Falah understood, Bima asked her smartphone back and then shuffled carefully to Ilana's tent.

Bima did the same. Ilana immediately woke Jesi, while Bima began to untie Ilana's tent. Bima's own tent has folded neatly and entered the bag. Falah without a sound assisted Martin was also knocking down the tent.

Ilana is still struggling to keep Jesi awake. An angry moan just stood up to him.

“Aaan anyway?” Jesi sat down annoyed. Quickly his mouth was clenched by Ilana's hand.

“Do not be noisy, there is an emergency.”

Jesi who wants to rebel shut up. Anxiety enveloped him. Without speaking again he grabbed the bag and put on his shoes.

Bima still helps Ilana fold the bedding carpet. Falah and Martin were ready to go. Bima then gave the code for them to walk first. After all the equipment entered the bag as usual Bima combed the area checking there might be someone scattered. Turns safe.

While glancing at the doom tent that had no sign of life, Bima stepped slowly following the others. Several treads reached the sound of coughing making Bima's chest pound. Flashlight immediately he shut down. Fortunately the others were already quite far from the campsite.

But who would have thought. It turned out that they stopped not far from where he turned off the light source. Jesi appeared to squat with her head buried on her two knees.

“What's up?” whisik Bima's.

“He broke down the road.” says Ilana similar hiss.

“Crowded, I don't want to walk the night anymore.” he exclaimed buzzing between two legs.

“Jes, come on, after being away from them we just camp again.”

“No!” Jesi raised her face. His voice filled the silence around.

“Sst!” Ilana warned.

Bima then crouched in front of Jesi and Martin.

“When I peed accidentally I heard their conversation.” Bima started to tell stories. He hoped that, by hearing the story, Jesi would move. “They said they did not expect to be able to escape from Permisan Layer. And so far, it seems that no officer has managed to catch up with them.” a sigh cuts a row of Bima's words. “The most worrying thing is, they plan to take us hostage if it turns out that the officer intercepted at Rendang.”

“Nebelieve! They look good. They gave us food, right?” objection Jesi.

“Sst, don't be hard!” Ilana looks scuffled.

“Ah yes,” suddenly Falah followed out loud enough. The flashlight immediately pounced on Falah's face. “Aduh, sori.” whispered.

“We are not far from them,” said Bima also reminded.

Then squat like the others. “I remembered something about them.” looks Falah this time looks serious out of the ordinary. The others looked at him curiously. “That thin mustachioed father, he used to be an official involved in major corruption. The news until it's true. He used to not wear a mustache, now, it is a bit changed anyway. But I can confirm that. She's Noto Kusumo.” Falah looked at all his friends who had not heard his story. “Continue, tattooed men. He's a drug dealer, Anton Sanjaya. Sentence sentence to death.”

“You've asked Google?” martin asked as soon as he heard the full information from Falah.

“Know for yourself here no signal.” cetus Falah. “I just woke up my memory that was again tormented.” a wide grin was drawn on Falah's face.

Bima and Ilana anyway, not surprised if suddenly Falah became a kind of news reader. Her hobbies besides making videos also love watching the news. Either, by going up the mountain_activities in the wild. Including hobbies or just sheer snobbery.

“Yuk, we don't linger here. Hunt them realize we do not exist.” said Bima while standing.

Jesi unmoved. The story of Bima and the additional information from Falah did not make him upset or afraid. It seemed that he would rather not walk in the dark in the middle of the forest. Perhaps a form of trauma the previous night that ran in a storm and slipped several times, making him more reluctant to tread forward.

“Come, Jes.” Martin pulled Jesi's hand. “More danger with them, you know.” patiently Martin tries to persuade Jesi.

Ilana melted herself. There are yes, patient and understanding guys like Martin. He's handsome, kind-hearted. Ilana imagines the non-existent. But where possible, Martin's classmate glanced at him.

“Puh!” Ilana exhaled a breath of empty wishful thinking.

“No!” Jesi shouted even louder.

“Hoi, where are you going?”

The flashlight seemed to be moving towards where they were.

“They're coming, Jes!” Martin lifted up the body of Jesi whose legs seemed to be stuck to the ground.

“Now!” Jesi was crying. “You go!”

Everyone is confused. The light that danced on the ground was increasingly visible.

“Jesi, don't put this up.” Ilana began to sympathize. “We should go together.”

The lighthouse-like light spotlight had successfully scanned their existence. The swift pace of pounding the ground was also heard.

“You go, find help!” martin said at last.

“But,” Ilana is still not willing. He's really worried about Jesi.

“Hoi, what are you doing?” screams of voices timidly as his fifth heartbeat.

Bima and Falah were ready to run. But Ilana's feet were like they were embedded in the ground. Difficult uprooted. I don't know why her tears are coming.

Bima did not remain silent. He immediately pulled Ilana's hand. Forcibly uprooting stiffness that suddenly takes root.

“Do not run!”

“Woi!”

The person who approached the children realized that three of them had fled. It turns out that two people came. One tattooed man took care of Jesi and Martin. The gondrong tried to chase Bima, Ilana and Falah.

“We just want to help!” exclamation people who pursue trying to make a good impression.

“To Fal's left, into the forest!” bima wants to remove the trail.

All three broke through the dense forest with one illumination. It was intended that the pursuer could not detect the light that was in front. Light that can be a clue for the pursuer.

After feeling far away running Bima stopped the blinding terabas action they had just done. I don't know how many bush plants have hit their bodies and faces. Sometimes some even cut their feet until they fall rolled.

“Stop Fal!” yang Bima bertahan. “Turn off flashlight.”

They spontaneously hold their breath even though it feels difficult due to escape that drains a lot of oxygen. Slender. All that was heard was the whimpering of the night bird that straightened my feathers. If only their position was not threatened. There must be one other concern related to ghosts that suddenly appear like in a horror film.

“It looks safe.” whispered Falah.

Ilana has been sloshing on the ground. His breath could no longer hold. Screaming along with the hiccups crying.

Bima and Falah fell not far from Ilana. The two guys just stared at his girl friend who was not as usual. Didn't they ever experience the most extreme. Ilana still remained steadfast and thought the most logically. But tonight Bima and Falah saw the other side of the fragile Ilana.

Seconds pass. After the sedu sedan Ilana subsided Bima sodorized the drinking water. Ilana accepted and immediately gulped it down. He can already control the situation. His breathing began to be regular. His body was leaning against a fallen tree.

Bima shone a flashlight to the surrounding area. Seemed some wooden logs sleeping quietly. On another occasion his eyes saw that there were bundles of wood that had been cut off.

“We are camped here.” said Bima decided.

Falah nodded immediately reaching for Ilana's bag that was rolled not far from her body that still looked hollow. Without saying Bima and Falah had set up a tent for Ilana. Tell him to rest immediately, while they build their respective tents.