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Episode 7 - In
“Apologies yes I was wrong seat (Naryla was very embarrassed because she misplaced the seat that should belong to that person), please enter (sila Naryla to him and following sitting next to him).” Naryla sat down again while blaspheming herself in her heart, “Stupid lu La pake wrong everything, where the person is very mysterious again.”
Shortly after, the plane took off. Naryla connects the earphones to the LCD screen in front of her and
choosing a movie to watch but failing to complete his film as he falls asleep in the middle of his activities.
A pair of eyes looked at Naryla who was asleep. He was a half-white-haired man. It
closed his eyes like a fortune teller who wants to uncover the future and the past through the minds of the people before him.
“Hmm.. Welcome to.” He grinned and muttered to himself afterwards.
Sreett, hick! Sreett, hick! Naryla's head could not remain silent. “Haah!” her inner self felt her head go off course and almost hit a passing flight attendant. He put his head back in position.
This time in the opposite direction, his head moved to the left of the tub looking for a place to lean in order to stop. The man did not seem to want Naryla to lean on his shoulder, he used his drinking bottle to deny the arrival of Naryla's head to his shoulder.
“Once you touch my skin you'll regret a lifetime son,” whispered while doing the same thing again.
In the middle of the trip, there was a sound ‘grrudukk grrudukkk’ due to plane shock. Naryla awoke from feeling a considerable shock. Then there was the sound of an announcement to return to their respective seats and wear seat belts because the plane was facing upheaval so as to reduce stability.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the fasten seat belt sign. We are now crossing a zone of
turbulence. Please return to your seats and keep your seat belts fastened. Thank you”
Naryla's watch kept ticking and there were already about thirty minutes of the shaking yet to subside. Lying when Naryla was not agitated, she prayed in her heart that nothing would happen and tried to calm herself down. Every now and then he turned to the man next to him, wondering why he was so calm and did not seem worried at all.
“Try ah I listen to aja who knows how to reduce my degdegan.” But still he could not stop being anxious. No stop he tapped his right hand finger alternately from pinky to index finger on the seat armrest trying to calm his mind from guesses that are not not.
Suddenly the plane lights go off.
“Aaaaa,” shouted people. Naryla grew increasingly fearful and involuntarily held a human arm next to her.
“Hei! Don't touch me!” The man threw Naryla's hand violently without touching her. His face looked angry and slightly glared at Naryla.
“Ah, yes sorry I accidentally,” said Naryla increasingly because of her feelings.
The man forgot that he was not wearing the jacket and gloves that he had taken off because he was sultry. As soon as possible she put it back on after Naryla almost touched her skin.
Naryla who was treated like that was more and more chaotic, she hugged herself, “Mamaa, Papaa, don't forget
find the body of Ila yes if later Ila died in a plane crash,” Inner Naryla cried in his heart.
Melbourne, Australia
Delan laid her body in the bed of her apartment while looking at Naryla's Instagram. “Tomorrow morning he came, I have to take him where first yes, hmm eat siih for sure. But the dorm office he does not open tomorrow when I have to tell him to stay here anyway,” thought Delan to welcome Naryla the next day. “Ngga does not gabisa, fear not strong me if he is here, can be a father next year.” Delan shook his head
mind off.
Delan picked up a towel and took a bath because he felt itchy after coming out with his friends earlier. After taking a shower he headed for the refrigerator looking for snacks to accompany him to play games.
“Read more ya invite children,” reply Charlos.
Shortly thereafter the four friends were online and ready to form a team.
“The MVP tract yes,” said one of their members because the microphone is activated. They play hard not to forget
blasphemy words when carried away by emotions.
The congratulations!! You’ve Finish this adventure and come back soon!!
“Wooo,” shouted one of them, “emang undefeated us this,” connect the other, “continue nih?” ask Charlos.
“Gue I hope tomorrow there is business, fear of waking up late,” replied Delan.
“What solution do you have tomorrow off, update you?” reply Charlos, “since when did you have a girl Del? Hahaha” connect the Gerald.
Delan laughed furiously at the ridicule of his friends. “Sialan, otw nih see aja lu on ntar, hehehe.”
“Her laughs lemongrass,” says Gerald.
“Yaudah gih sleep well yes dear, good night love.. hahaha.” joked Charlos.
Delan was amused at Charlos' words. “Dih tickled, yaudah night guys may win the next game.”
“Pastii.” close them simultaneously.
Delan immediately slept with a feeling of hope-happy heart will meet his idol tomorrow.
***
Gerald was with Tommy in his apartment. Tommy planned to stay there because he did not want to go home. Either there was a disagreement with the family or how he did not tell the details to Gerald.
“Eh someone sent new game info, like cool try you see deh.” Tommy hands his phone to Gerald.
After looking around, Gerald also took an interest and invited his friends to try the game. Others are also quite interested in playing that game. But, after realizing one thing, Gerald changed his mind.
“Eh guys by the way there is a logo CIPT (Central Institute of Philosophical Technology), I guess we do not playin this deh.” Gerald began to sweat when he realized the logo.
Tommy is astonished to see Gerald hit Gerald's arm. “Ger, you why was the spirit now even gini. What the hell is it?”
“Just don't!” gerald exclaimed, keeping all his friends quiet.
“OK okay we do not play this yes, if you want to play the usual aja.” Keido tried to calm the mood.
“Gue sleepy, sleep first yes guys.” close Gerald. “Tommy I first yes, you if laper take a food in
the fridge. Consider your own home yes.” Gerald passed to his room leaving Tommy.
