TUMBAL SEVENTH

Get lost

We went down to check what had just been hit. Our five compact saw down bumper. However, there was nothing but grass.

“Loh, how are we here?” Sania. Me and the others are monitoring around. The straight asphalt road was gone, and now we are in the middle of a teak forest.

“Sial!” he cursed Bayu while holding his head.

“Do not curse!” Mela still scolded her husband.

My husband is like a dazed man. He was watching around. We were silent for a moment. Busy with their own minds. I thought hard how we got here. The straight asphalt road was apparently just a trick of the eye. It wasn't real. My husband then checked the body of the car and strangely there were no significant scratches, even though we had passed through a thicket that was quite high. There were woods as big as a child's arm that we were breaking. Seen from the marks we passed earlier, there were many trees that were broken or withered crushed by the car.

“If only we had joined Madam Carla to go home, it might not have happened!” Sania is upset again, “Still living makes heartache, already dead is still a pain!” Sania. I know, Sania was upset with her late husband.

“Sst! Don't talk about it.” Mela advised as she rubbed the shoulder of Sania who began to nod again.

“Don't cry, San. All we need to do now is be compact. Let's strengthen each other. We have to be sure, that we can get through all this.”

“I agree with Rania,” says Bayu.

“All stay calm and focused. Now, let's try the prince back and follow in our footsteps before. We can definitely go back to the streets.” I nodded to my husband's words. Bayu also confirmed. We also got back in the car.

“I'm replacing sitting in the back. You're ahead, Bay!” I asked, “No papa, dear, if I sit in the back with Mela and Sania?” I asked for approval, and my man agreed. Me and Mela sat in the back seat flanking Sania.

“Ayang, for a while we LDR-an first, yes,” said Bayu while kiss bye. Mela catches a kiss bye from her husband. The bay!

“These four are joking again like this situation too!” omel husband. Bayu cengennesan's. Mela too.

The car could finally turn back. Gentian Bayu is driving. The car followed the previous trail. As me, Mela and Sania chatted to melt this tense atmosphere, Bayu suddenly stopped the car.

“What's up, Ay?” ask Mela.

“This is how it cooks on the stand again, huh? Previous trace ilang,” said Bayu. The three of us compactly looked forward, and rightly in front, side also behind the dead end. The bushes that previously withered the former run over the car do not exist. The bush is fresh again, the small wood that was previously broken intact again.

I heard my husband breathing heavily. “We stop here for a moment while thinking about what the next solution is,” he said. I nodded in agreement, as did Mela and Bayu. Not with Sania. Sania continues to grieve this situation. He again regretted his decision to take part in this mission.

“After all why does Aditya want me to be involved in this silly mission?!” protest Sania again. His face grumbled, and his eyes glazed over.

“And you know the place, San,” timpalku while rubbing his shoulders gently.

“Why doesn't he just guide you directly. Why should I involve?” Sania continues to curse.

“Maybe, there are things you should know later,”.

“Honestly, I am still traumatized if I have to deal with a situation that makes no sense like this, Ran.” Sania continued sobbing again.

“Iya, I know and that's natural. You are calm, we are here. We will definitely try to make everything okay. We pray that this mission will be successful and we can return safely.” I try to encourage and strengthen.

“Tuh, what Rania said. We have to think positively. Okay!” Mela. Sania nodded while wiping her tears.

“Where ya?” My husband turned back, “Are we back again yes, to that place?” continued.

“Lah, if back we do not go out dong. Shouldn't it be terabas?” reply Bayu. Mela agreed with her husband. Sania.

“If the bush in front of us is sinking, fear is even deeper we enter the forest. Not to mention if for example how gap? Mending us back to the starting point the last time we realized we were straying. Who knows from there we find a clue.” I think of my husband.

But Bayu disagreed. Mela and Sania as well. There was a heated argument in the car. Everyone insisted on their own opinions. Then all fell silent after getting tired of arguments.

Tirta's opinion only got one supporter, myself. Bayu's opinion was agreed upon by Mela and Sania. I'm monitoring the surroundings. When looking back, I looked up, the article was a bush used by car runoff that had been scuffed, now fresh again.

“Gaes, look behind!” my word, and everyone looks back.

“Sial!” aspersion.

“How now?” whinek Sania, he looks more panicked. Now we really don't know where to go. All around there are only trees and bushes.

“Try seeing compass times, yes?” chirps Mela. Bayu directly allow. Mela rushed out her phone.

“Keep, if you've seen the compass, which way will we go? Want to go back to the road to where?” Everyone was silent, no one could answer my man's questions.

“Yes continues, our time Just want to be in here? Wait what? A miracle? Yes, if a miracle comes. If not how? Our time to survive here?” sahut Bayu ngegas's.

“Patience, The!” Mela counsels her husband who is starting to lose his temper.

“How to, dong?” Sania is getting frustrated.

“No more signals, want to call for help,” said Mela.

“Try using my phone!” exclaim Sania and immediately pull out her phone. However, there is no signal at all. So are my cell phones and everything else.

“This is why we were targeted here, anyway? Is it wrong to try? Though our intentions are good, loh,” dumel Mela.

Was stricken? Suddenly remembered about the appearance of the grandmothers. Grandma pointed the way and I followed. I also do not understand why I was like a hypnotized person, without thinking long after the direction of the old figure.

“I'm sorry. It's all my fault.” Everyone looks at me. Husband included.

“What did you do wrong, Darling?” asked my man, his forehead creeping.

“So right in the fork I saw the sighting of the grandmother pointing the way. I thought he was pointing the way, but it's not like we're being targeted like this. Sorry, yes. I've been rash.”

“Kok I didn't see the sighting?” suhut Mela's. Bayu and my husband also claimed not to have seen the sighting.

“If you were, San, look there were no grannies?” my many. However, Sania did not respond. His head lowered and his hair draped over his face. The next second Sania groaned, continued to giggle, then in one jolt her head turned upright, then turned her head and looked at me with a sharp gaze.