There is No Need for Love

The Ruckus In The Forest

Asrul felt Risda's fingers getting shivering. But Asrul can't do anything, he is only able to tighten his grip, nothing can but that, because basically Asrul is also in almost the same condition, high-stage fear.

Asrul rather relieved to see from a distance there is a village, it is proved by the lighting that looks a lot, it's the first village, that is, this trip will not be far away, maybe only about two hours away, the time is not long for this measure of distance in the interior.

At first Asrul was more relieved because of the shakes of Risda's hands had dropped dramatically, but before long the atmosphere became tense. There were many boats docked to the river bank, running down and shouting out loud.

This time Asrul directly embraced Risda's shoulder, barely embracing her. Asrul's knee was also very trembling, on the ground, right at the end of the bend, there was a quite severe commotion, now there was an enlarged fire, some were burned by residents, it seemed to be a truck.

Risda even screamed when there was an explosion, this time Asrul really hugged her, it was a spontaneous expression because Risda's fear level was already very high, the same as Asrul whose heart was beating fast.

Asrul believes the explosion must have come from a burned truck. Damn, Mr. Throw instead approached, instead of away as Asrul expected. Asrul's heart rate is getting faster, especially when Mr. Buang said, it's Pak Nas' truck.

Asrul's feeling was increasingly unsettled, Pak Buang and his friends even got off the boat and left Asrul and Risda who could not move at all. Asrul just a bit quiet, when he saw many people who were in a storm he knew, the magnitude of the fire made Asrul able to recognize them.

One boat approached and tied his boat to Pak Buang's boat, to get off they had to pass through Pak Buang's boat, but luckily the person knew Asrul and Risda, they just smiled.

“Pak Guru and Bu Guru here only, do not go down. We want to secure Mr. Nas”'s men. One of them is known as Asrul with the name Lewit.

“Emang why it's Wit ?”. Asrul has dared to speak.

Lewit. “Biasalah Pak Guru, citizen clash with company”.

Risda finally calmed down. “Clashes why Bang ?”.

Lewit laughed again. “Biasalah Bu Guru, land problem”.

Asrul and Risda both nodded, Luwit and comrades followed ashore, now Asrul and Risda were not holding each other anymore, let alone hugging. But the chest was still tight, the heart of Asrul and Risda were equally pounding as hard as it was.

“Ease Pak Nas not there”.

Risda gasped at Asrul's expression. “Pak Nas ?”.

“Lu did not hear earlier that Luwit said, want to secure the people Mr. Nas. Don't don't Pak Nas there” too.

Risda thought about it. “Ease no ya”.

Asrul nods his head. “Easy”.

“Iya, easy meease so”.

The atmosphere was a bit calm earlier again chaotic, there was a sound of people fighting, there was even a sound of sharp weapons, Asrul and Risda paled again, Asrul's knees shook violently again, everything was wrong, everything can not be, right as if trapped, confined, there is only fear that continues to increase.

Asrul's swearing was out of nowhere, but it was just in his heart, upset with Mr. Buang and his friends who instead chose to join the fray left them on a boat without friends.

The fight may have stopped, Asrul and Risda hope to be anxious when they hear many steps leading to the riverbank, and both equally sigh long when they see Pak Buang and his friends back to the boat.

Both of them started to shiver. Not only because of the cold night and the two of them did not wear jackets, but also shivered because of the terrible fear of getting a situation they had never imagined before.

No sound came out of the mouth of the two when the boat began to walk, Asrul again clasped the fingers of Risda who was reciprocated with the same grip, Asrul really pity Risda, Risda, as great as his love for himself who experienced a high degree of fear.

Till. Risda was still trembling as she got off the boat, Asrul actually did, but he kept trying as hard as possible, hoping that Risda would not get too late in fear, but he continued to try as he could, asrul is also experiencing the same thing.

It is impossible to go back to his place again, Asrul asked the principal to stay at Risda's place, of course Asrul immediately agreed, let alone the clock has shown at 23:00 WIB, there was no way Asrul would break through the dark night again towards the village where he lived.

Early in the morning, it was Risda who woke Asrul who was sleeping on a chair. Asrul rubbed his eyes, sat down, and saw that Risda had finished bathing, even looking neat, Asrul immediately sat beside Risda.

“Lack of sleep Rule ?”.

Asrul. “Ngak too, but it's tired”.

“Mandi sana”.

Asrul got up with shaky steps towards the bathroom. In the bathroom Asrul so stupid himself, how to take a bath, no change of clothes, not even a towel is not there, it is not possible also minjam Risda towel, what is the world saying ?.

Finally Asrul just wash his face, look at his face in the mirror, after feeling fresh, Asrul out of the bathroom, even directly out of the house, together with Risda towards school.

Be Asrul teach without bathing and without changing clothes, but say what, not also possible to return again, the time is not possible. It's a sad choice indeed, but here's the most in-coming option going now, there's no better option.

Luckily time went by so fast it was time to go home. Asrul immediately excused to Risda and immediately went to the village where he lived, in the middle of the new road Asrul holding his stomach that felt something was wrong.

Asrul even just realized now, since this morning he had been missing a lot of turns, missing from bathing, missing from changing clothes, and even missing also from breakfast, this is what makes Asrul's stomach really high in contact.

But want to find what to eat in this forest, Asrul tried to speed up his steps to get faster until, Asrul even almost fainted when he reached the house where he lived, Asrul patted the eel and let out a long sigh.

Amid this tired and hungry, Asrul even had to cook first to secure his stomach. What can be done, Asrul with all his complaints and fret began to cook for the sake of his increasingly fussy stomach.

Asrul regretted?, yes. Deeply sorry. Why yesterday even teased Risda, and why could lose to Risda. Had Asrul not teased or been able to overcome Risda, then the events of yesterday did not need to happen.

But then Asrul thought of Mr. Nas, yesterday they also said, want to secure the people of Mr. Nas, or do not let Mr. Nas be among them, Asrul so stunned long, just guessing.

This is the weakness, if here the telecommunications network is good, then at this time Asrul can contact Mr. Nas and ask what and why the incident yesterday, what is the news of Mr. Nas and of course many other questions.

But now Asrul can what, can only ask himself, so that there is only hope and hope again, hopefully Mr. Nas is okay, and did not experience anything bad, Asrul was hoping for that.

And matured. Cuisine in later Asrul finally ripened as well, quickly Asrul moved everything, rice, side dishes and others to a more open container to cool faster and can be eaten comfortably.

After eating, there was no option that was most exciting for Asrul except sleep. Because everything is still very tired, not only Asrul's body is experiencing fatigue, but his mind is also, quayeng.

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