WHITE DEVIL

33 Who is the thief?

This morning was colder than any other morning. It was still dark and the sun had not yet risen.

The cold wind managed to build people from his dreams. And so is Hamka. The man stared at the ceiling of his old house while gathering consciousness. His eyes stared out the window, watching the trees standing outside.

The days as usual went back.

Hamka did his morning routine before doing his job. Making porridge for his brother, sports, cleaning the house, and going to the market as a provider of freight services.

Although his life sounds sad, Hamka tries to always thank him. “As long as it can live it is good.” That was the thing he believed since his life was worse than trash.

“They've arrived yet huh?” Gamamnya while waiting for the porridge to ripen. Hamka tried to smile. Doctor Jago said, a smile makes the heart better and brighter.

“May the doter be fine.”

Somewhere else at about the same time. The area was covered in dense foliage on it. The base is full of various plants and shrubs. There were six teenagers preparing to continue their journey.

Bara turns off the bonfire, Pala-lapa, and Arif check for supplies, Wira, Faga, eloquently check the map and think about the plan ahead. The sixth looks serious.

The six teenagers were well prepared for this adventure. They brought full supplies, Bara even to sew a new bag that is comfortable for this trip.

Seen in their pairs of eyes, the ambition to head for the Dream Forest.

“From here we walk north. Dream Forest is located across the big river.” Wira explained while pointing the path on the map.

Faga took a good look and opened the compass, confirming the north direction. “Good.”

“Everything, are you guys ready.” Faga turned to his other friends.

“Already.”

“Provisions and items, make sure no one is left behind, campfire make sure it is completely extinguished. We won't leave any traces here.” Say Faga while crossing both arms in front of the chest. His eyes widened, his voice was firm.

“Beres captain.” Reply to another at the same time.

The journey was continued. Faga and the front man. Both leaders of the group, they are the ones who make sure not to go wrong.

Arif and Bara are in charge of paying attention around. Both of them had alert eyes so the task of lurking around was the most suitable for them. Several times Arif saw a monkey hanging from the ceiling of the tree.

They were staring strangely at the six teenagers. Maybe the first time they've seen a hairless ape.

Eloquent in charge of deciding actions with due regard to the opinions of the Wira and Faga and the Pala-lapa. He was his brain, thinking fast, calculating possibilities, and predicting the course of this journey.

While the task of the Pala-lapa is to relax, enjoy this journey. That pisses him off a little. The task really isn't exciting.

The route of lush forests is not easy. The perfect forest ceiling covered canopy of foliage makes the lighting a little less. In the forest was very dense, the visibility of the abomination covered rows of trees and shrubs.

It is difficult to predict if something is coming from the blind spot.

Desperate and foolish to be one in this adventure. Without a sixth guide is the same as giving life to become a natural collision. It was not impossible for a savage beast to attack.

“Stay focus Arif, Bara. Our lives depend on your super senses.” Eloquently broke the atmosphere that had been tense and silent.

“That's right, that's right.” Faga slapped his hands. Suddenly stopped the steps.

“You can hear it?” Say it to others. Surely others heard it.

In one second, the atmosphere turned tense and thrilling. “I like this.” Speak Pala-lapa with a face holding in panic.

The sound of footsteps rumbling. There were animals with large groups preparing to pass.

His voice is getting louder and louder. They were getting closer, the ground under Arif felt trembling.

“Everything, up to the top of the tree.” Fluent in giving instructions. All eyes looked at him to be sure. Highlight the eyes of Eloquently steady with that choice.

The six then climbed up the tree immediately.

Tension increased as the ground grew stronger swaying, the sound of footsteps was already like a storm. “Come fast.” Bara gives his hand to Arif, Arif reaches him but due to panic his bag falls.

“Leave it, shouted Eloquent and Ember together.” Arif understood, let go of his leather bag.

Within two seconds, from behind the bushy bushes appeared the group **** large number of forests. Their feathers were dark-dark with horrifying horns appearing in front of each other's mouths. Their bodies were large with and unfriendly faces.

Horrible sight.

Their legs are like a shredding machine, anything that is stepped on is smashed. The sixth tree that rose felt like it was about to fall because of their footsteps. Eloquently estimated, the number of**** forest was hundreds of individuals. Their company went by the river.

Eloquently do not want to imagine if to slip from the tree.

Sixth time on the tree before going down. The land that the monster had just crossed had become barren, crops broken, their traces countless. An unforgettable experience.

Arif immediately grabbed his bag. The conditions are really sad. Torn apart, the contents were shattered as well. The leather bag was just a piece of cloth. Arif with a panicked face begged a bag that was already out of shape.

“What's Arif?” Bara next to him was curious about Arif's reaction. They approached and watched Arif.

“My mother's legacy, my mother's legacy.” Arif's words were mixed in panic. Arif's hands began to scavenge the ground in search of the most valuable objects. Sweat flows from the face.

“Are you looking for Arif?” He offered help and followed others.

His friends certainly did not understand what Arif said, but they knew it was a very important thing.

Characteristics, stone-shaped with green color. Friends are always ready to help.

“Ten easy Arif.” Faga approached him. “You implied. Let us search.”

“But..” Arif's eyeballs vibrate.

What if it's destroyed? Arif instantly ruffled his hair like a madman. Panic mounts.

“Eh, Wira what are you doing.” The faga next to him was shocked by the action that Wira had just done. So did the others. Things suddenly become uncontrollable.

Arif had just received a punch right on the cheek until it toppled over. Arif stroked his cheek which felt hot. “Why?”

“Stranquil as the captain said. Your panic is only holding us back. If you really want that thing back, sit back and wait for us to find it.” After finishing his sentence Wira immediately joined the soil.

Arif had not perfectly digested the sentence of Wira, his palm was still holding onto his hot cheek. He just knows he has to calm down.

“Your actions again overextend Wira.” Pala-lapa approaching to Wira.

“Really? I think it's the right action to keep Arif quiet.” Answer the Wira as if it doesn't care.

“But can use the softer way, take a look! Arif so looks moody once.”

“Soft way, by slapping it?”

“Yeah, your life is full of violence.” Nutmeg patting forehead.

“I finally have a reason to hit it.” Answer the cold.

“That's terrible honesty Wira.”

“Instead of talking about that useless thing, better finish this search.” Speech Hero. He's getting serious about scavenging the land. Moving from one place to another.

Pala noticed the actions of her best friend, for a reason the Hero never liked white-haired humans. That was probably the main reason that made him always want to hit Arif. But even so, he is still a good friend.

He had a strong reason behind his unreasonable and rude actions.

The search was still fruitless even until late afternoon. Light kejinggan filled the space and the forest is getting darker with the lack of light that can penetrate it.

Arif squeezed his fingers, trying as quietly as possible. His breathing is irregular.

Actually, this other one ended this search. This search is very time consuming. If this had not happened, it would have been noon that everyone had reached the Dream Forest.

But no one wants to say that. They know very well the past of Arif, the past of a suffering white hair man. They do not want to add to their suffering.

The futile search was still carried out even though the sweat and darkness of the night soon fused together.

“Arif.”

Arif looked up, he heard a vague call. Arif immediately looked to the right and left. No one called him. Then who?

“Arif, here.” The call was heard again, now clearer and clearer. Arif's body suddenly brushed. Not wrong anymore. That's my mother's voice from across the country.

“Arif, Hope Puck is here.” His voice sounded louder.

This time it was not just a sound, suddenly Arif's eyes could pierce through objects. Arif was shocked. The things in front of him looked translucent.

And he saw something glowing green in a bag.

After the green light met his eyes, Arif's vision returned to normal. This experience will always be remembered.

Arif approached, heading towards the leather bag. His footsteps were trembling. “Wira, can I check your bag?”

The hero who is still scavenging the land invites. There was no change in his face. His plume's face remained hideous and cold.

Arif reached out with trembling hands, slowly and carefully. Arif's hand touched something. Not wrong anymore.

Arif raised his hand slowly.

“Wira, what does this mean.” The words came out trembling.

In Arif's grasp, the Hope is now located after previously stored in a bag belonging to the Hero. Faga, Bara, Pala-lapa, and Eloquent immediately stood behind Arif, looking at Wira with a questioning look.

“Did you steal it Wira?” As the sentence flashed through the mind of the Hero, his face underwent a dramatic change.

Never once did Wira look that scared.

“Wait-wait, I can explain.”

Things get more confusing, they get worse. With his face down, Arif took a deep breath.

“I don't need your explanation Wira.”

It was at that moment that Wira realized her friendship had a huge crack.