On An Island

Making Fence

After eating full Cresen who had taken a bath that morning, moved from his place. Slowly he walked towards the babies who played with his artificial spinning tool that at first glance resembled a toy for them. Like any other musical instrument.

Cresen noticed there were some leaves on the ground. Then he picked it up. Cresen's babysitter watched the boy's behavior for a few minutes, without approaching him. And Cresen began to think of a way to go towards the sea. He was very sure this way would not look like deliberate.

Then came the idea when he saw there were yellow leaves and dried leaves. Less yellow leaves. So he chose to collect leaves that are still yellow. He ran small and looked excited.

"If I quote every leaf that is yellow then my hand will be full quickly," Cresen said.

He realized it would be strange if he kept quoting leaves when his hands were full. But he did not immediately lose his mind. As he takes a new leaf, then one leaf in his grasp he drops.

"She wouldn't be suspicious, would she?" cresen asked himself.

"What is this kid really doing?" mummy Babysitter Cresen.

While eating the fruit in her hand, the Nanny walked behind Cresen. Sometimes Cresen pretends to turn from the street. As if really seriously collecting leaves. So that his hands are not full quickly he pretended not to see some other leaves.

"He's actually looking for the leaves," the Nanny muttered as she continued to chew.

Noticing a longer look, the woman finally realized that Cresen only took yellow leaves. After a few minutes, the fruit in his hand was eaten. So he began to collect the leaves that fell from Cresen's hands.

"What else does this kid want to do? I became curious. What can this leaf do for a baby like her?"

That moment suddenly Cresen was silent and stopped in the midst of his excitement. He saw a strange object on the island. Aircraft debris. But Cresen hasn't touched that thing. He doesn't want to look suspicious or weird.

He looked up and surrounded a tree that seemed to have a fruit that was the size of a Chieftain's fist. He pointed towards the fruit of the tree.

"The fruit is not edible, it's for medicine" said Caregiver Cresen.

But Cresen just kept pointing up. So her nanny climbed up that tree. As his caretaker climbed up the tree, Cresen watched the debris more closely.

"Is this the plane debris I see often?" Slowly Cresen touched the object and glanced in all directions.

"Right, this is a plane wreck. But why is it here. I don't see any planes passing through the clouds." Cresen looked up at the sky.

"Don't let the plane crash somewhere far away. And the carcass was dragged by the waves to the beach. Then someone picked it up." Cresen again argued.

Her nanny came down with a lot of fruit in her hand. Cresen quickly hid the wreck of the plane. The size is not very large and is quickly covered by leaves.

The boy pretended he didn't do anything. And stand up straight. Waiting for her nanny to give what she's asked for. After the woman came down, the fruit in a dressing was handed over to Cresen.

"Here you go!" abugn.

Cresen did not know what fruit it was. The color is bright red and squeaky. But when he was about to bite her, the nanny forbade.

"It's not food!"

But as Cresen continued to force, the fruit was left to be bitten by Cresen. Instantly the boy made his face look similar to his grandfather's. The artificial wrinkle on his face looked funny.

"I said what too? I told you this is not food. But good. Because it's not poison. It can also be stomach medicine. Ahaha!" tease babysitter Cresen.

Out of annoyance at being laughed at Cresen put the fruit into his caretaker's mouth that was wide open. The result is predictable.

"Argh! You are so!" enragedly.

The boy also realized that. And utilizing. Pretending to run to save himself. Though he deliberately wanted to see the situation on the beach.

"Huh. tired... ."

Cresen who ran with 100 percent fatigue and had to regulate his breathing. Seeing that his nanny who intends to tease him, does not so tickle the child.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" ask Oryza Sativa who crossed the place.

He had just circled the island to see the situation. Cresen remained silent, still staring at the beach. And the nanny told me why they got there, when Oryza Sativa came down from the back of the eagle.

"Chief, what are you doing here?" ask the Cresen nanny.

"I'm watching the beach. The psychic is worried about something that he says comes from the sea. So I'm here to keep an eye on the situation" replied the Chief.

Then he approached his son who looked exhausted.

"Hey, Panthera Leo, are you thirsty?" ask Oryza Sativa then to his son.

Looking at the place where the water made of bamboo was directed at him. Cresen reached out his hand and drank the water from the bamboo container. Then handed the thing to her nanny.

"Oh, she's so sweet" said her nanny smiling.

He was flattered by the small attention of the Chieftain's son. While Cresen realized that his nanny must be feeling bitter on his tongue. It should be offered with water.

"We're going to make a fence on the beach. So let's go back now," the Chief asked the two of them.

Immediately he carried his son up his King Guardians bird. And then he himself went up. Then take the nanny along. Before going to the village, once again for the last time the bird circled the island.

"We've collected tree trunks and branches ready to make a fence!" panthera Tigris said as soon as Oryza Sativa landed.

He received the Cresen that was handed to him. Then let go of the child when both of his feet had already stepped on the ground. While the Cresen governess went down by himself. So too with the Chief.

"Then, let's start the process!" oryza Sativa.

And the great woods were carried on the shoulders of those who heard his words. Cresen watched everything. Some of the words he remembered were arranged by him in his heart. And guess what it means.

"Tree to the sea?" ask Cresen to Oryza Sativa.

"Not a tree to the sea. But make a fence by the beach" replied Oryza Sativa smiling.

People followed the others shouldering one tree trunk each shoulder. Each of them carried two trees. The babies saw what was done to the adults modeled the action.

A baby who likes to bite is strong enough to carry a tree trunk with both hands. Although only with one part raised and the other part still located.

"I wonder where they're going to take this wood. I will also accompany them to deliver these woods, "inner Cresen tried to roll over the trunk of the tree.

"Hey! You guys help me!" cresen yelled at the babies.

Because when trying to topple the newly toppled tree trunk, it did not move one bit.

Seriate...