
Andika with all her might carried the weakly helpless Rahayu, running through the lines that blocked her way to the health room. His steps looked very agitated and anxious.
Arriving in the health room Andika immediately laid Rahayu on a mattress that had been provided by the committee there. Andika wiggles Rahayu's body to the right and keri, rubs some wind oil on the nose and opens Rahayu's shoes.
“Yu aware yu, you why?”
“Yu wake up yu”. Andika continued to shake Rahayu's body slowly.
Health workers came to them trying to check Rahayu's initial state, moments later Rahayu woke up from her stupor.
“Looks like he's hungry” said the health worker, try to get him a drink and some food.
Andika quickly passed leaving them to try to find the nearest food near their location.
“Eat your Yu, you haven't eaten yet?”
I just shook my head in response to Andika's question, it felt like my body was so limp that it was reluctant to speak.
“Sini let me readyin”, mas Andika snatch the rice wrap that she handed me. I'm so embarrassed in this condition, my face must look very ugly and irregular.
“Already quite, I'm full it seems my energy has also returned”
“Why didn't you tell me about this event?, aren't we a team?”
“Sorry mas I thought Dika mas did not follow”
“You why also never reply to my SMS?”
“I I do not have a pulse mas” said I gave an answer to mas Dika, mas Andika just shook her head signifying not to believe my words.
“Mas sorry can I go back to the same friends it looks like the event is over soon to leave”
“You sure you want to join the show? Stone is very cold when night falls, your allergies can recur”
“I did not papa mas, I was just hungry because from morning had not had time to breakfast”
“Ya already I also participated in the event at Batu”
Me and Andika walked together to the friends who were ready to leave.
“Yu you're not papa?” Sapa Sari and Nina who came to me and brought my bag that was left behind earlier.
“I'm not papa”
“If you are not feeling well do not have to be forced to follow Yu, just rest first at home”
“I don't papa really, it was just hunger just haven't had time to breakfast”. I took my friends to get into the vehicle immediately.
“Titip Rahayu ya” says mas Andika
“Mas not coming?”
“Ikut sar just different vehicle boys same girl”. Andika passed away leaving us.
We set off using a TNI truck that opened its rear, a vehicle for female participants and separate men.
The journey to Batu takes approximately 30 minutes because at that time the road was very slow to understand broad daylight. All participants shouted at each other if one of the trucks preceded each other very happy. Approaching the location of the villa the truck trip began to slow down all the participants cheered happily.
This is my first experience to the villa, it turns out that the villa is like a house, it is just located in a cold tourist area, this villa is also equipped with adequate facilities and spacious enough to accommodate several participants. The villa that we live in looks simple compared to some villas that are next to it, but for me this is very luxurious I have never entered a house as luxurious as this in my village.
Truck participants men came first, all participants began to go down one by one and lowered some of their luggage followed by truck participants girls. Male participants help female participants to get down and lift some of their belongings into the villa.
All the participants had gone down they were scattered to enjoy the soothing atmosphere of the villa. The atmosphere in Batu is cold, the air is very cool green. I really get a new atmosphere that calms and looks real.The distance between Batu and Malang is not far but the atmosphere is far away, when in Batu looks calm and peaceful cold, but the, while in Malang too crowded with frenzied activities of people.
All participants work together to make food for the girl while the guy prepares for the discussion later and some outbound that has been planned in advance.
“Gaes we cook what is this good?”. Tanya mbak Ana one of the senior female participants who participated. Everyone was silent, no one answered.
“Kok silent anyway, so cook what is this?” mbak Ana again clarified her question. Silent for a moment then all compact answer we can not cook. Hiya
“Easy-easy cooking, potluck material brought”. I said an answer later.
“This is the same kale egg”
“Ya already mbak for dinner we make saute kale just the same sambal, for the fish use omelet only the eggs will bring a lot”
“Bby, who can make sauteed kale?”. Again, everyone shook their heads.
“Sini mbak can I help”, bargain me on mbak Ana, I am also not too good at cooking but if just cook saute kale and make sambal only I can.
“Bby Yu please, we help what?” say some other friends.
“Yuk let's cut into pieces kale, peel some of the red onion and white prepared also seasoning to make omelet”
“I can actually also make Yu stir-fry kale only with small portions, if cooked for large portions I have never not taku later it will not taste good”. Nina and Sari.
“You learned from where to cook in bulk like this?”
“I used to help mom a lot if mom was told by neighbor masak”.
“You're cool Yu”
“Come on another please cook nasi”
Some of the participants were cleaning the villa area, some helped cook the atmosphere in the kitchen look warm they helped each other. Rahayu was in control in the affairs of per seasoning suddenly got the nickname fairy godmother from some other friends. The atmosphere seemed familiar even though they were not very familiar before.
A few moments later all the cooking is done, there is a kale stir-fry complete with additional sprouts, sprouts, omelet that has been cut into pieces and sambal plow which is certainly with a high level of spiciness according to the request of other participants.
The time is still showing at 17:00 some participants are relaxing waiting for dinner time to be planned after the magrib runs out, some are alternating to take a shower.
I started preparing food splits in a few buckets for dinner preparation later. Suddenly someone came to me.
“Hay how is it healthy?”
I quickly looked at the source of the voice.