
Not knowing whether the babies understood Cresen's words or were just curious about his actions, the babies pushed the wood along with him. But then the adults who saw it took the wood they were pushing.
"It's not a toy, son," the adult scolded.
Cresen and the other babies were gawking and dumbstruck. The way to know where the wood was transported was gone. The babies go back to the yarn spinner. Even the baby biters also canceled lifting the wood, when they saw the babies leave. And back to play with the spinner, or loom with the others alternately.
"Ware, how now?" mummified Cresen.
Then he saw a bird of the King Guardians belonging to the Chief. And he started to think about riding it. After several times riding Cresen so feel understood how to drive it. Because he often noticed the movement of Oryza Sativa and the reaction of the bird in each action of the Chief.
He secretly untied a bird tethered to a tree. Then try to ride it. The babies saw him and ran towards Cresen. Because they think there's a new game.
"Hey! What are you guys doing? Don't ride!" Cresen tried to prevent the babies from going up.
But the result is they are competing to climb the back of the King Guardians bird. Each other and pull and push each other occur. Cresen also ended up utilizing one of their backs as a ladder and climbed onto the animal's back.
"Revelation! Everyone move!" he pushed them with his hands and feet.
But they pulled their hands and feet down. Then sit sweetly on top. But it turns out they just keep pulling each other interesting. Guess that's how it plays.
"Basic you! Move over!" yelled Cresen over and over again.
He tied the bird's harness back. Attracting the attention of the babies to leave the animal. Take as many dried leaves as possible and throw them into the sky. So next.
"You're not interested? This toy is very exciting," muttered Cresen while continuing to play with the dry leaves.
"Well...! Whoa...!" he shouted each time he threw a pile of leaves up.
The babies began to be attracted by his actions and slowly approached him. One by one and they ended up playing together. Cresen took a stack of leaves and threw at one of them alternately.
"Come on, keep playing! It's more fun playing leaves, right?" ask Cresen who is not sure.
After seeing the babies start playing. Secretly Cresen approached that bad. Now he's pulling the animal somewhere. Close to a fallen wood and climb it.
The babies saw him and ran towards Cresen. Cresen hurriedly pulled the rope on the bird. And stamped. The bird flapped its wings. As the animal began to rise into the air, one baby caught the bird's leg. Then the other baby pulled the baby's leg.
"God! What the fuck are these guys?"
But Cresen didn't care. Before the bird flew high, he thought the babies would let go of their hold. But the assumption is wrong. Two babies flew in this uncomfortable position.
"You people! Get off! Release!" cresen shouted but was not ignored by the two babies.
They even tried to climb up. Babies who manage to hold a bird's foot have difficulty climbing because the foot is held by another baby under it. And Cresen could not reach any of them because his hand did not reach. Nor was he sure he could pull them up.
"God! What the fuck are they. We're busy making fences. They're doing it."
"Isn't that the Chief's baby?"
"Yes, it's the babies."
The adults became alarmed and put off their work and chased after the King Guardians from below. One of the babies made the animals they were riding lost balance. Cresen was confused.
When looking down, it turns out that the baby at the bottom already looks exhausted. The hand that holds the baby's leg on it starts to look tired. The baby is crying. Fear falls.
Cresen didn't know how to get the bird down. And every movement on the bridle actually makes the bird fly higher. When the bottom of Bali began to thrash, baby bird holders also had tired. Now they both cry.
Some people reported the incident to Oryza Sativa on the beach. The woman quickly ran and climbed up the tree, jumping from branch to branch. Whistling to call the eagle.
The babies were unable to hold on and finally took their hands off. Fall off. Cresen subconsciously, reached out both hands to try to catch them. But he just fell out of place.
"Gurrah!" yell thirdly.
Oryza Sativa immediately jumped faster. Trying to catch his son. He managed to catch his son. Failed to land on both feet. And, there was the sound of a falling object that was very loud on the ground.
While the other two babies. It was still being spoken to by the adults below. Both of them were crying out of fear. The Chief grimaced in pain. But Cresen was fine in his arms.
"Cyral Head? Are you okay?!" shouted the people who saw the way the woman fell.
"Yes, I'm fine. But my back hurts so much... ugh!" abugn.
The frightened Cresen instantly felt his body stiff and hard to move. His heartbeat made the hearing animal become unsettled. Especially fish in the sea that is close to the position of Cresen's current existence.
While the planes are clear of direction see a lot of large fish in the sea. They are fish that are usually no more than the wrists and calves of adults, now looking like a large fish. Big Labih of a normal tiger.
"What's going on? Where did all the fish come from. And it seems to be heading in the same direction" said several people on board.
And this time Grandpa Cresen told the pilot to follow the fish. For he felt that something was moving the fish toward one place.
The other plane did the same thing. Likewise with the plane that was boarded by the mastermind of the kidnapping of Cresen. After one of his three former confidants lies to him again.
"The fish were specially nurtured by our Boss. So if you want to go where Cresen is hidden, then follow the fish!" said the man who had lied from the beginning.
Lucky for the whole plane thanks to following the fish. They made it past the second layer protector of the island where Cresen was located.
Seriate...