Santri Famiglia's

Mighty Guard

The television in front of each passenger's seat suddenly changed pictures, broadcasting the explosion incident that had just occurred. Sanubari. Immediately, he closed his eyes. The teenager did not want to notice the sight again.

"How did they get such a detailed picture?" gerrutu annoyed.

Sometimes he peeks. Video is not only shown from one side. The camera keeps moving, highlighting the scene of the crime from various angles.

"It's not impossible if someone records it, is it?" sahut Abrizar while tapping the heels of the shoes once.

Hearing is sharpened to observe around. So boisterous. Those who initially thought this was just a charade began to come to a realization. This flight is not safe. Many prayed to be safe until the plane landed.

Regardless of it all, the condition of the cabin class that Abrizar occupied was still the same as the time of departure. Only a few seats across from him seemed to change. Abrizar closed his eyes, concentrating more deeply.

"Nothing sounds like a bomb. I hope my hearing is right. May they not*******suicide," Abrizar's inner self continues to analyze.

Sanubari turned his head, making sure of Abrizar's words. He stood up, even though he was disgusted to see the unkempt corpse on the spot. His gaze swept around. Everyone had returned to their seats, while those whose seats were near the victim chose to move. They were sitting in the street lane, turning their backs to the scene of the incident.

"The problem is, no one approached the victims." Hurriedly Sanubari sat back down, his body shuddering whenever his eyes crossed with a corpse.

"Maybe there's a surveillance camera around here. Just try to watch!" Abrizar put on a headset and turned on the phone.

The masked steward's voice was heard again. He clucked a few times without showing a face. The television still showed video shortly before the explosion that was played repeatedly.

"Just started, but someone's been acting. This is a warning to you. If you want to survive to the destination! You alone decide the fate of this plane. Exploding in the air or landing perfectly, it depends entirely on your attitude. Both are the same, but I will be kind. Please decide your own destiny!"

The steward's words sounded without a burden. His laughter boomed after him, making every passenger shiver.

They suddenly shut up, resigned after failing to try to contact the outside. Everyone's cell phone is completely unusable. Inevitably, they must follow the game of the hijackers.

Abrizar didn't pay much attention to it. He was busy with his own ranting. "Here there is first class, exclusive, business, premium economy, economy, cabin goods, kitchen, copit. At least I need eight spy cameras to check everything."

Abrizar tries to connect with Aifka who is attached to the roof outside the plane. He was grateful that the independent signal emitted by Aifka was not blocked. Unfortunately, the relief soon faded once given the size of Aifka which is nothing compared to the size of the fuselage.

"It will take a long time to find a way in." Abrizar was suddenly lethargic, not so sent spy cameras.

"What's this brother talking about?" Sanubari scratched his suddenly itchy head.

The tickling feeling was like a walk behind her hijab. Sanubari is getting more uncomfortable. The gate moves into the ear. He scratched his ears and sighed in annoyance.

"Don't match your ears, Sanu!"

The whisper made Sanubari flinch and spontaneously scream. His head was hit by the window because it jumped, making him hissing in pain.

"Who? Who's talking?" sanubari asked stammeredly, his head was wailing to find a figure who invited him to speak.

"You why, Sanu? Surprised, Abrizar turned to the right.

"That's me" said the voice.

"Who are you?" Sanubari's pores suddenly shrunk.

For a long time he had not felt this kind of feeling. He thought he was cured of the so-called haunted fear syndrome. However, talking to an invisible figure turns out to trigger a sense that has never been lost.

"I ... mm. .. your guard," answered the voice in Sanubari's ear.

Abrizar took off his headset. He brought the ear closer to Sanubari's left ear, feeling that the source of the voice was coming from inside the teenager's ear. He himself did not know why there could be a sound from there, but he wanted to hear.

"What?" Sanubari leaned away.

"You got a headset?"

"No. Did you hear that too?" whispered Sanubari who came back closer.

"Ms." Abrizar put his index finger to the front of his lips, hinting to be still.

"Don't be noisy! Tell your partner, if he needs to check the entire plane, I'll do it for him. Remember that! Don't pry any ears you feel! You could accidentally rattle me. As much as possible hold it!" cut out that voice.

"Pilence?" Sanubari raised an eyebrow not understanding, his fear towards this continuously speaking ghost was fading away. What else does the ghost claim to be his mighty guard.

"One more. If a mosquito is approaching, don't get ripped off!"

"Oh, so you're a mosquito?"

"You could say so," the Mighty Guard chuckled, "I'll start now and come back soon. Hye!"

Sanubari felt his ears ticklish again, but should not scratch them. Sanubari until shudder made. Luckily, it only happened for a few seconds. He breathed a sigh of relief when the taste disappeared.

Today Sanubari was surprised by one more novelty. Meet a mosquito that can talk, an impossible thing that he thinks only exists in fairyland. His imagination went wild.

The Mighty Guard painstakingly searched for a way out of the Sanubari hijab. It moves fast, skirting the premium economy class. In just five minutes, he came back to Sanubari and Abrizar. The tiny mosquito landed on the headset and cell phone link of Abrizar. The arc extends, touching the connecting end of the headset that is still stuck, through one side of the headset that is still attached to the left ear of Abrizar, he conveys a message.

"Special this cabin is safe. There are no surveillance cameras. They had only sent two small spies who were part of Aifka, but had already left by now. I'll check the other room. See you soon!"

The Mighty Guard flew back to leave them. All that while, the masked stewardess continued to chatter. Abrizar's attention was divided into two.

At the heart of the long speech, passengers are prohibited from carrying anything except passports and identity cards when exiting the plane. All baggage will not be taken down. They are prohibited from removing necklaces and watches before leaving the airport. It will explode if the rules are broken.

"At the same time the baggage handlers will come to you one by one. Please cooperation! There are also officers who will clean up the mess so you can rest comfortably. Enjoy your flight!" the voice of the masked steward.

The television returned to normal. No more disgusting shows. Everyone loses the appetite for entertainment. They left the monitor untouched. The heart of who can calm down is caught in unsettling flight.