The Lost In The Nightmare

Rememberings

...NIGHTMARE 20'S...

...Remembrance...

After Indra closed the door very tightly and left the room he had just stayed in. Kurnia—one of the occupants of the villa room was—l immediately walked with a loud footstroke in the direction of Indra and Jihan were. On the bed.

"Rizal, Jihan... We have to get out of this villa."

"Huh?" their response was both compact. It seemed that the sentence that Kurnia had just uttered made these two people feel astonished.

Jihan who felt strange about Kurnia's sudden statement, decided to ask for more clarity. "What's wrong? Why do we have to get out of this villa?"

Instead of answering and explaining, Kurnia forced and dodged him. "Easy! Just follow what I said. Soon!"

As Kurnia was about to move from where she was standing to make a move, Rizal quickly got out of bed and grabbed Kurnia's forearm. "Why?" asked Rizal in a low tone. His eyes demanded an answer.

"Don't stop me! Follow my words!" Kurnia brushed off Rizal's hand on her lower arm and straightened herself towards where her luggage bag was.

It could be seen by a pair of onyx irises and emerald what the yellow-faced young man of his friend was doing. Kurnia was packing her things which could be said to be messy in a hurry. Rizal and Jihan.

"Kur, what's wrong with you?" jihan Lirih said accompanied by a look of pity towards Kurnia.

Rizal looked at Kurnia with a furious look because he had just been ignored by his usual best friend who looked the most careless among the careless. A slightly irritated feeling ambushed Rizal's mind.

"Purnia."

There was no answer from the owner of the name.

"PURITY!" call Rizal with his baritone voice very firmly.

And still ignored by the owner of the name Kurnia.

In a fit of annoyance, Rizal set his foot toward where Kurnia was struggling now. His hands moved to pull Kurnia back, turn her body, and set Kurnia up by lifting her front shirt.

"Oi! If I call, answer!"

"Zal, don't be so rude to him!" exclaiming Jihan not long Rizal finished his sentence. He tried to suppress Rizal's anger.

Kurnia. Breath hunting. Like being alert to something. "Sorry, Zal." Kurnia regulates her heartbeat to return to normal by taking a deep breath. "I think I'm concentrating too much on what I'm thinking."

Feeling that the Kurnia in front of him had returned to normal as usual, slowly Rizal's hand that gripped the Kurnia shirt was released. As a result, Kurnia's front shirt looks tangled.

Jihan replacing Rizal asked Kurnia considering Rizal was regulating his emotions. "What are you thinking, Kur? I know, you want to hurry out of here, but look outside, "Jihan is moving his head towards the window of the room, "it's still a storm outside."

Iris Aquamarine Kurnia moves in the direction that Jihan points out. Is correct. Outside, it was still raining heavily. Lightning was still grabbing above the sky, a little quiet. Allegedly, the weather has not been friendly for a while.

"ARGHH!" kurnia was upset. "If the weather is still like this at a later date, when can we go home?" Kurnia's mouth continued to grumble indistinctly.

Jihan looked at Kurnia with a look of pity. "Kur, you're not the only one who wants to go home. Me too, I don't want to die in vain here." Jihan held back her tears from spilling out. His memory goes back to a time when they were all still members; Novi, Jendi, Fitri, and Sandi were still among them.

"We won't die in vain here." Rizal's voice resuscitated the two of them from their sad memories with the others. Rizal's eyes looked towards Kurnia and Jihan in turn. "We will return home safely" Rizal assured the two.

Rizal's words made Jihan and Kurnia raise her head up. Make their thoughts and feelings into positive thinking if they can get out of this villa.

Instantly, Kurnia became moody again. He exhaled. "But when can we get home from here? Another week? Another month? Considering the storm is still faithfully located around this mountain."

Rizal moved from where he was standing to where his carry-on bag was. His hand took something from his bag. "I hope you don't forget that we still have this thing." Rizal shows a rectangular shaped object from his hand. A tablet.

"ah! You brought a tablet!" yell out Jihan and Kurnia together. Their eyes were like seeing the savior in front of them. Rizal just smiled a little.

Kurnia's face returned moody from remembering something. "But, what for?"

Jihan turned her face towards Kurnia and was met with Kurnia's gaze. "Of course to see the weather forecast when nature will be friendly with us, right?"

"Well..." Kurnia smashed the lower side of her fist with the other palm open. Like knowing one thing. "But how? Isn't it usual in the mountains there won't be a signal?"

"If we don't try, we won't know" Rizal said as he walked to the bed and sat himself on the edge. "Partially, it's free for us to stay in a star villa, right?"

As Rizal sat down, Jihan and Kurnia came closer to where he was. Kurnia sat to the left of Rizal and Jihan to the right of Rizal.

When the tablet is turned on, Rizal's onyx iris immediately glances towards the bottom right corner of the screen. There it is very clear that the signal obtained is very good.

"Yes! Means it has been proven we are not in vain to stay in a star villa!" exclaimed Kurnia was excited to see the signal obtained very well. Then, he laughed.

"Then, let's head to the weather forecast for the next day" suggested Jihan who is now relieved because the signal for electronic equipment in this villa is not disturbed in the slightest.

"Eh." Rizal nodded his head in agreement with Jihan's words.

Rizal's long fingers began to act with his tablet touchscreen screen. Soon a long row emerged from top to bottom. On the tablet screen it is clearly marked the date of today, tomorrow, and so on along with a picture of the weather.

"How's it?" jihan asked curious about the results of the weather forecast.

Iris moved Rizal's eyes, reading all the results he got. "According to the weather forecast, the sun will shine brightly in this mountainous area tomorrow, considering it is now half six in the morning," rizal said while explaining to two other people who were on the right and left.

Kurnia's hand moved to scratch her hair in frustration. "Argh, why tomorrow? Why isn't today sunny?"

Kurnia raised her next to her eyebrows. "Why should it be today? I think tomorrow is the right day to get out of here" said Rizal, turning off his tablet.

Kurnia looked at Rizal's astonishment. "Why?"

Rizal's head turned towards Kurnia. "Because we can use today's time to rest and pack our things."

The young man began to rise from the place he was sitting just now. He placed his tablet on a small table beside the mattress not far from him.

There was the sound of breathing from the direction of the girl who was still sitting on the bed. "So, what should we do now?"

Rizal watched carefully the condition of the two bodies of his friends. At least it can be done easily by someone who will become a doctor after graduation later. "For now we should rest our bodies first, then eat, then just pack."

Kurnia scrunched her forehead. "When do we start from here?"

Rizal's dark iris glanced at Kurnia. "Tomorrow. Twelve o'clock at night."

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

"Good day, Miss and Young Master! Lunch is ready!"

The voice of a villa maid and the knocking of the door rang out and echoed all over the room, opening the eyelids of a girl.

Jihan changed her sleeping position to a sitting position. "Yes, we'll be there soon!" jihan exclaimed as he rubbed his eyes that had just adapted to the sunlight.

"Then, I'll wait for you in the dining room. Excuse me."

After the voice across the door there finished speaking, the sound of footsteps of shoes sounded away from the front door of his room. Silent.

Kurnia and Rizal are still lost in their dreams. Is it so beautiful that their dreams are that the sound of the servants and the knocking of the door are not heard in their ears?

Jihan moved slowly from the bed so as not to disturb the two men on her left and right. His feet stepped closer towards the villa's room window which was arguably large in size. His hand moved to open the curtain that he had closed last night.

Jihan's eyes that were getting used to the light now began to throw her gaze at the outer window. A thinning black cloud was hanging in the sky and interspersed with sunlight entering through the gap. It's true what the weather forecast says. Tomorrow is a clear day in the mountains.

Imagine a sunny day: blue sky and sunshine—makes Jihan feel happy and joyful. I have long missed such weather. He walked to the bathroom while jumping small, his mouth almost echoing the tones coming from his little heart.

Arriving there, he closed the bathroom door and washed his white face with face wash soap and rinsed it with cold water considering that he was now in the mountains. His right hand took a towel hanging from a pole to his right, then wiped his face dry.

When he finished, he looked at himself momentarily through the mirror in front of him. Well, it must be admitted that he is still sleepy now, but he must also be excited because soon he and his two remaining best friends will soon leave this villa that he thinks is very terrible.

Jihan shook her head with all her might, trying to shake off all negative thoughts regarding this villa and other bad memories. He exhaled his breath loudly and smiled brilliantly. After feeling well, he turned his back and immediately came out of the bathroom after hanging the towel back to his pole.

Jihan walked towards the small table that was beside the bed. He picked up his phone and activated his screen. One o'clock in the afternoon. His stomach was already hungry.

Since the hull had been struggling to be fed, in the end he decided to call Rizal and Kurnia back from their subconscious.

"Zal! The cur! Come on, get up! Our lunch is over!"

"I already know."

The voice of a young man who answered his call shocked Jihan, almost aghast at her. The young man's head turned towards him along with his cold eyes.

"Rizal! Since when do you wake up?"

"Of course, before you wake up, I'm awake." Rizal answered Jihan's question with a calm face as usual. Typical of a Rizal.

Jihan grunted in annoyance. "If you've been up since, why don't you answer the servant's call for lunch?"

"Do I need to answer?" asked Rizal in passing. He got up from his bed and immediately headed to the bathroom. "Somehow, I'm lazy to answer it" Rizal said before the bathroom door closed tightly.

After the sound of tap water and water pouring out of the bathroom, Jihan just realized from all the hypotheses about Rizal's words earlier. Jihan is a big thinker.

"OK, forget him and now we wake up another person who is basically a slacker" Jihan murmured to herself.

"Kur, let's get up! The food will be cold!" exclaim Jihan while shaking Kurnia. His actions yielded little visible results.

Kurnia groaned a little, trying to fight the drowsiness that still enveloped her. "In a moment," he replied. And in the end, he lost to his own drowsiness.

Jihan cursed to be upset about what she got from her efforts earlier. "Kur! Count to three, if you don't get up, you won't get lunch!" exclaim Jihan back with spite.

There was still no response from the yellow-haired youth who was still curled up on the bed.

"One..."

There was no response.

"Two..."

Still no response.

"Ti..."

"If the way you wake him up like that, I guarantee that at any time it will not produce results."

Iris onyx Rizal stared at emerald Jehan's iris. He raised his eyebrows. "I didn't come suddenly." Rizal hung the towel he was wearing to wipe his face on his neck. "Have it, don't discuss it further, it doesn't matter." Rizal's large hand again wiped some parts of the edge of his face silhouette with the end of a towel hanging on his body.

Jihan breathed a moment. "Then, what do you mean by 'such a way won't make him wake up'?"

Rizal dismissed his activities for a moment and turned his head towards Jihan. "I don't say that in that sentence."

"Well, that's how it is!"

Without answering any questions from Jihan, Rizal went straight into the bathroom and came out with a clear glass in his right hand.

Jihan who saw him was astonished and wondered what Rizal would do. "What's the water in the glass for?"

"Take a good look, this is one powerful way to wake him up who is already lazy acute level." Without the slightest guilt, Rizal spilled water from the glass bit by bit right on Kurnia's face.

At once Kurnia also immediately sat down from her sleeping position. "Zal! Can you wake me up in a better, more polite way?" Next to his hand moved to wipe his face using his long sleeves.

"I don't think it's how to wake up a powerful Kurnia like that, huh?" said Jihan was amazed at the results Rizal got to wake Kurnia up. It turned out to be completely plain.

Kurnia with a look after waking up looked at Rizal and Jihan alternately. "What are you talking about?"

Rizal clucked in annoyance. "Here you go, you better wash your already too tangled face," said Rizal as he walked away from the two of them.

Jihan nodded in agreement. "Rightly what Rizal said, you better fix your face immediately in the bathroom before our lunch gets cold because of you."

Kurnia rolled her eyeballs. "Well, all right." He immediately got up from his bed and walked towards the bathroom in involuntary steps.

While waiting for Kurnia who was in the bathroom. Rizal and Jihan busied themselves with their respective activities. Jihan was fiddling with her phone on the bed, not sure what she was playing. While Rizal was looking at the view through the window of the room he opened, so that the cool mountain air into the room.

Not long after, Kurnia emerged from the bathroom with a bright smile of hers. "Well, it's time to eat!"

After the appearance of Kurnia, the three of them went straight out of the room and locked it, then walked along to the dining room that was waiting for them.

"Why did you take so long in there?" rizal asked as Kurnia walked parallel to him.

"Huh? Oh, I had a problem with my stomach, so..."

Jihan who already knew where Kurnia was heading finally said, "already, don't talk about it!"

"Ah, Jihan know it," seduced Kurnia. His words made Jihan upset and resentful.

The trip of the three of them towards the dining room was filled with talk and jokes dominated by Jihan and Kurnia. While Rizal, he only heard and occasionally responded 'hn' if asked something by them.

And in the end, they arrived at their destination.

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

"I'm not strong anymore! My stomach hurts so much!" ringis Kurnia. How do you not want your stomach to hurt? He almost ate all the food on the table. Is he hungry or greedy?

They are now walking back to their room. Stay decorated with everyday talk.

Jihan shook her head. "If you eat a little more, your stomach will explode, Kur."

All right, their lunch is over. The luncheon began with Kurnia's attitude that was like a hungry person did not eat two months, so Jihan and Rizal could only squint their eyes towards Kurnia for his attitude. Then, it ended with a groan of pain Kurnia because her stomach was like going to break and remove all the contents that she ate just now.

Suddenly Kurnia remembered something. "Rizal!" Kurnia moved closer to Rizal and as much as possible to install the appearance of his flagship innocent. "Zal, will you check what's wrong with my stomach? You're a doctor candidate."

Rizal's head turned towards Kurnia casually. "I don't want to." He threw his gaze away from Kurnia, looking straight ahead again. "If you want to ask what's wrong with you, the answer is how you eat" Rizal said as Kurnia protested what Rizal had said earlier.

Kurnia grieves in annoyance. "If that too I know."

Hearing the short talk between Kurnia and Rizal made Jihan laugh giggling herself. I don't know what part he was laughing at. Then, Jihan let out a long bellow. "I can't wait to get home!" he said in a voice almost a long cry.

"Yes! Me too!" Kurnia turned her face towards Rizal. "Rizal, you're impatient too, aren't you?"

"Eh."

With reflexes, Kurnia embraced Rizal's neck. Kurnia laughed briefly. "Well, how about we go around this villa for the last time?"

Rizal's hands reacted. He easily let go of Kurnia's embrace and twisted the hand of the tan-skinned young man until he grimaced in pain. "If you want to surround this villa, go alone. I have my own activities."

Jihan who saw her two best friends could only be speechless for a moment. He was worried about separating or letting. And apparently, he chose the first option just in case.

"Yes, yes! Release my hand!"

Rizal also released the grip of his hand. As a result, a red mark the size of Rizal's hand splashed on his wrist. Kurnia was back grimacing.

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

Kurnia continued to move her feet around the outer area of the villa. His eyes became a witness to the natural beauty of the mountains around the villa. Though beautiful like this, but why often happen terrible cases? The culprit is unknown anyway. If you think about it further, it hurts.

If you recall, the first time they came here numbered seven people and now only three. What remains are the two friends from his childhood.

Without realizing it, his footsteps brought him into a playground that is still an area with a villa he lived in.

Kurnia sighed. "I just found out that there's a playground here." He spreads his view. "Too bad weather in this villa area so I spend more time in the villa. Plus with so many cases that have befallen our group." Once again, Kurnia sighed, but it was heavier now than before.

He chose to sit himself on one of the swings available there. Slowly, he swung the swing with his feet still touching the ground grass.

His mind returned to the old days where they were all still complete, none lacking in the slightest. While in the campus cafeteria, then in their cafe subscription— to talk about going to stay at this villa. Then, the next day they left their homes and arrived here after passing through the mountain forest.

Sandi who talked about activities for hiking and in the end appeared the first and subsequent events of the lost and the discovery of Novi, the death of Joints in the pool, the death of Fitri in the kitchen, and the last, the last, death of Sandi by her own hand.

The guilt of killing Sandi still faithfully enveloped his heart, but he kept avoiding that he killed Sandi was to save his two friends. Well, save Rizal and Jihan.

With a feeling of confidence and trying to stretch a smile on his face, he swung strongly the swing he was sitting on until soaring high—forward and backward. His aquamarine iris stared at the slightly bright sky that was still hung by thin black clouds with a glaring gaze deep into space. His mouth is slightly open.

"We'll be home, in a minute."

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...+++~Lost~++...

.......

On the edge of a window, sits a beautiful girl crowned with dark brown hair that adds a charming impression on her, Fitri.

He sat horizontally, parallel to the window that was right next to his limp drooping right arm. Both of his legs straightened forward. His face was pointed out the window, his emerald iris looked faint.

Jihan exhaled her breath. His mind soared when he, Rizal, Kurnia, Sandi, Jendi, Fitri, and Novi talked to each other in their campus cafeteria so familiar that there seemed to be no problem.

But, when they go home, back to their ordinary lives—become students according to the faculty they pursue—there will be no talk like before. Everything has changed.

Plus, what should he, Rizal, and Kurnia explain to each of their parents—especially the ones left behind—about this problem?

Jihan scratched her head with anxiety. He doesn't want to think about getting there, but what else? He was born already destined as a heavy thinker. So, a problem will definitely continue to be on his mind even though he has tried to forget the problem.

Therefore, from the first Jihan was never given a choice and heavy responsibility considering she is a heavy thinker plus her body is experiencing a little problem. Perhaps because of that as well, if he was suddenly given a troublesome choice he would be a hassle himself, it could even trouble others.

Come to think of it, he hated himself like that.

He bent one of his legs, then placed his left cheek on his knee with a pair of palms that he linked to each other as his focus.

Only one is certain in his brain.

"We'll be home soon."

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

Rizal was sitting on a sofa for one person. He was not alone, he was accompanied by a cup of bitter tea of his order that had just come. At least according to the study of doctors drinking tea is still better than drinking coffee containing caffeine.

He sits on the back of a soft sofa. One of his legs he crossed. His hand appears to be playing a tablet on his thigh. Her onyx iris moves agilely to monitor everything on her tablet screen.

Playing games to fill free time has become a habit since childhood. But, although he often fills his free time with games, he remains number one in his class. Even sitting in college. Perhaps his intelligence was indeed one of his family's lineages.

After finishing the game, Rizal again sipped his bitter tea that he put on a small table decorating the room right to his left. The ringing sound of the clash between his small plate and cup echoed throughout the last room he occupied now as he put his cup back to where it came from.

How long has he been playing alone in this last room?

To ascertain the duration of his play, his eyes glanced to the lower right corner of his tablet screen because he thought it was closer than looking at the wall clock hanging right behind him or glancing at his watch.

All right, four hours he's been playing. And now the clock shows at half six in the afternoon.

Half-six? His brain is actively counting things. There was still six and a half hours left to reach twelve in the evening.

He stood up from the sofa he was sitting on and put his tablet on the sofa which is now the same temperature as his body. His feet stepped towards one of the large windows in the last room. His hands worked together to unlock the window hook and spread the window out so that mountain air could enter inside. Mountain air hit her white skin. It feels cold, but comfortable.

Rizal closed his eyes for a moment, then inhaled the deep mountain air and exhaled back. After feeling all of her muscles, thoughts, and feelings relax, her eyelids reopen slowly revealing the onyx iris that was like a deep abyss as we lingered on her.

When his eyes opened, he again saw a vast stretch of mountains that were one of nature that could calm the soul. The sound of birds chirping was heard by Rizal's ears from a distance. He was sure, he would not find anything like this when they came home later.

Both hands he put in the pocket of trousers he was wearing. Again, he took a breath and exhaled her briefly. His sharp eyes cast a gaze that could stab at the person who saw him straight ahead.

"We'll be home soon, okay?"

...~Lost In Nightmare~...

...The To Be Continued…...