Santri Famiglia's

Not Ordinary Inn

The wind blew quite fiercely, making the three men's footsteps feel heavy. The drizzle is still moderate, but the intensity continues to increase slowly. They were vying to reach the other side of the beach before more rain flushed.

"Is this really lodging?"

Sanubari. His head looked up a little. Said however, the one in front of them was a pineapple. More precisely, the pineapple was as tall as a coconut tree with a width of ten meters.

Fukai walked to the wooden board in front of the giant pineapple courtyard. He read the writing there.

"I think right. The man said, we have to find a building called Pynappelhuis, and that's what's plastered on the board in front of this pineapple. There's a way to knock on the door when it's closed. This place accepts anyone in need at any time. Let's try it!" the word Fukai precedes.

"The taste of Africans is strange. Our inn on the island of Mafia, a tree house that blends with a tree. While Pak Kora's house is like a hollow log. Now, there's another pineapple house."

Sanubari scratched his head. Something tickled his scalp.

The three men stood on the porch in half-wet clothes. Fukai pressed a button. No wait for long, the door opened.

"Welcome to Pyneappelhuish!"

A man in a pineapple hat smiled a finger, welcoming them. The door closed again after the three entered.

"Please take your shoes off here and put on the slippers of this room!"

He drove them to the footwear storage. Then he continued, "You guys seem to need a change of clothes. We can provide if you want. We also provide dinner service. Would you like to take the full service we offer?"

The man continued to talk while taking them walking to the service center. They are welcome to sit at the reception desk.

"Well, we happened to not have a change of clothes. It seems, we will take that full service," Fukai replied.

"If we can, we want one room for three" Abrizar added.

"could certainly. Please select the menu and determine what time the food will be between rooms!"

They waited for a moment after ordering the food and finishing the administration. A few minutes later, their room was ready. The same person led them to the room on the second floor.

New clothes are also neatly arranged. The three directly lowered the innate. After taking a shower, Sanubari opened the outer window cover. From the circular inner window, he could see that the cloudiness had become more concentrated than before. Heavy rain like a storm. If you don't see the clock on your phone, maybe Sanubari will think the night has come. Three o'clock in the afternoon, less.

"I feel like we're like Boy Scouts doing exploring. We were wearing Fanon's green-green clothes. Now, we're wearing white pineapple t-shirts and long black training pants" chirps Fukqai noticed the image on his own t-shirt.

"The important thing is to be comfortable and clean" said Abrizar.

Meanwhile, Sanubari was still staring out the window. He was cross-legged in front of the window which was not how high since Fukai finished treating his wound. Then, he joined the conversation.

"I'm still wondering what's inside that giant tree."

Abrizar propped up his chin on the low table. He tapped on the table with his index finger. After making sure there were no surveillance cameras or other eavesdroppers, he replied, "That's Fanon's real headquarters. In it there may be rooms like Fanon's house."

"So that's why they won't tell you about the tree? Eh, wait! That means, Tendei's part of the Fanon group?"

Fukai was starting to understand now. Abrizar's answer explained everything. Even so, he still did not know much about what Abrizar and Sanubari were aiming for.

"Looks like. When Fanon said there was no helicopter there, I was sure he was lying" Abrizar said.

"Then, what does it mean to join us if Mr. Kora is hiding a lot from us?" ask Sanubari. Sprout a bit of a playful taste after hearing that. Disappointment comes uninvited.

"Sanu, you should be able to tell if he joins us or if we join his organization. Those are two different things.

"After all, we're just people he just met, where maybe Fanon would share a secret with us. Right now Fanon may still half-heartedly respond to your request, Sanu.

"But, it's possible that the organization will merge with us if you succeed in taking Fanon's heart completely. That's your job."

Abrizar smile. He has chosen the best route for Sanubari. Success or not, it depends on the seriousness of Sanubari. Abrizar himself has not given up one hundred percent of his heart to this startup organization.

He just wanted to bet and give it a chance. What kind of probabilities could the opportunity bring to the future, Abrizar wanted to try to see.

"Convincing one person and one organization can be reassured. How could? I don't even know anyone from that organization."

Sanubari looked at Abrizar. However, Abrizar replied with a smile and the words, "You'll know soon."

Topical chatter passed. Without feeling it, the night has come. Dinner was delivered to their rooms when Abrizar was in the bathroom.

Zanzibar pizza, lobster, beef satay, fish satay on the table. Since the meat was labeled halal, Sanubari dared to order it. If not, he might just order some seafood.

Maghrebi mint tea made from green tea, mint, and sugar becomes the choice of Fukai to complete the dish. While Sanubari ordered zobo (a drink made from dried Rosela leaves, onions, ginger, and pineapple), while Abrizar's property is a ginger drink with lime juice.

"Contact us when you need anything else or it's done! We'll be here soon. If nothing else is needed, please resign!"

The two servants left the room. They smiled until the guest was no longer seen.

The sink's water rattled, making vibrations from elsewhere all the way to Abrizar's ears. He concentrated on hearing that faint voice.

When he was fully concentrated, even soundproof walls could be pierced. Before being able to control, Abrizar was always disturbed by the many voices. However, as she gets older, she can filter out what she wants to hear and not. His brain will automatically disguise any unexpected noise.

He caught something that sounded suspicious because of the small intelligence he made. So, Abrizar opened his hearing acuity. As if walking on the floors of the room, Abrizar traced the source of the sound. His body stood in the same place, but his hearing wandered.

"That's not Uncle Fukai and Sanu. Three people," his inner.

The voices came from another floor. They seem to be downstairs.

"Have you?"

"Yes, just wait for the reaction."

"But, not caught, right?"

"As usual, the taste and aroma of the drink can definitely disguise it a hundred percent."

"We have eight hours after it reacts."