On An Island

First Layer

While transporting the goods he also approached the members of the Cresen search team. Then give the man a code. With almost invisible movements. They also communicate and share information.

"Ugh...!" Pretending to drop his knees and squabbling.

"Hey, what are you doing?" ask the criminal to the Cresen search party.

Holding the man's stomach shows his little finger and then one hand holds his butt. The one who asked guessed that the person needed to go to the back. He quickly grabbed the man's foot. Then turned his face as a signal to leave. The man leaves immediately.

"See what you are?" the criminal said to an undercover rescuer.

The man leaned over and ran towards the pile of goods that were about to be transported. While making sure the Cresen search members are no longer there. Then slowly he slipped out.

"Don't try to escape!" said someone who had seen him sneak.

But nimbly he twisted the person's arm and then twisted his neck before making a fuss, thus provoking attention. His actions turned out to be known to criminals who happened to pass by. So he decided to run away.

A sign to attack was thrown upwards making a noise. The people on the island were silent. Then suddenly from the direction of the sea appeared people who shot towards the warehouse and vehicles on the island.

The two men who escaped ran towards the plane that was seized by criminals. Guided the guards near the plane. Then take back their vehicles that had been looted.

Several bullets were simultaneously fired several times towards the plane that started to move. Until finally the object dived into the sea. The gunners from the ocean outside the plane finally entered. And they left the island after blowing up all the ships on the edge of the island.

The criminals who are doing the transaction can only curse. And call their headquarters. But there is no answer. Because their headquarters had also been attacked, the captives were successfully released.

All the members finally gathered at one point in the middle of the ocean. Immediate meetings are done without wasting time. Then split up to do the next task. They will approach the location of Cresen's existence from all directions.

But when the entire plane approached again a whirlpool appeared and made them unable to get to the center point where Cresen was located. But this time they didn't leave.

Using a signal, the entire plane threw an explosive device towards the whirlpool. Because they thought that the whirlpool was man-made, and controlled with tools. So that it will only appear suddenly, when something approaches at a certain distance.

The resulting explosion disrupted the flow of water. But it also pushed their plane away from the blast. The people on the plane would have been turned upside down if they had not put up safety.

On the island where Cresen is located, only Cenayang is aware of the shock caused by an explosive device. One pitcher he placed on top of his wooden shelf fell and broke. The water in the jug spilled and soaked the floor.

"They've come!" surprised muttering.

He ran outside his hut. Watching the babies jump and press down on each of the toppled wood. Without them knowing, the wood arranged is a yarn spinning tool and weaving tool made by Cresen.

The psychic stared at Cresen who was in the middle of the playground for the babies. Then he sighed and walked towards the shore. The waves are moving as usual. And there was no sign of danger.

"But why is my heart riled up?" mummified Cenayang.

There was a taste he could not describe. Not knowing the cause of the first protective layer of the island was damaged. Something mystical that has made the island can not be seen by outsiders.

"The water vortex is gone!" say one of them and be recognized by the other.

"Good then, let's get closer!" said one of the Chairman.

Grandfather Cresen who had breathed a sigh of relief nodded. They continued on their way to the center point. At first glance they saw an island that was very far from the long-range binoculars. But the island only appeared a few seconds ago and disappeared.

The sighting of the island is lost again because, Cenayang who is on the beach reading a spell while raising his hand. The island's first protector recovered. But Grandpa Cresen and his entourage who had made it through the first protector were unaware of this.

The woman returned to the village and kept secret the only thing she felt. Because this time he was not sure of his feelings. Upon arrival in the village he shut himself up in his hut. Sprinkle flowers and grains into a jug of water. Then saw a faint shadow appear in the water.

"Are they creatures from another world?" asked Cenayang on the mute air in his hut.

He saw the shape of the plane coming. And thought it was a magical fish. Because it can cross the island protector. Then he came out of his hut. Meeting the Chieftain. Tell me what he saw.

"I've never seen such a fish, Chieftain. So it has not been able to conclude they are evil or good. Dangerous or not."

"Don't worry about the shady. Fish in the sea are also many and they can not do anything as long as we are on land" said Oryza Sativa.

Hearing that remark Cenayang nodded and sighed with relief. He felt he was watching enough, so that no one would enter the sea. And strengthen the protective defense of the second layer.

"All right then I'll step down first."

The psychic went and passed by where the babies played cheerfully. And the busy Cresen made sure his tools were moving well. Men hunt and women collect food.

Tonight they could still rejoice before bad luck greeted them. And it cannot be avoided even if the psychic fasts in his house for the safety of the inhabitants.

"Panthera Leo, it's night. Stop playing with those woods."

Oryza Sativa brought his son in after the evening party was over. Cresen looks very happy. His hard work is beginning to show. A piece of cloth for the ship's screen material is almost finished. All thanks to the residents who were unaware of having done that for him.

He arranged the woods and made a spinning tool. But this time he was more careful. It looks like a musical instrument. One wood hit will nudge another wood. And that other wood will nudge the other wood again.

All were interconnected and it had to do with the spun tools and weaving tools that Cresen installed in the not-so-deep abyss. So that no one realizes it.

"My son is very smart, makes very beautiful musical instruments. If you don't see the moon shining brightly, no one wants to go to their homes." murmured Oryza Sativa.

Unaware of the music he meant was the sound of an object-making device to blur for Cresen.

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