
The drone that Mr. Cakra flew back into the air. The two children cheered cheerfully, like seeing an airplane.
The princess was busy feeding them with Ambon sandwiches stored in the blue tupperware. Because the two children do not like fried foods or traditional cakes that are sticky if held like klepon or uli.
Mr. Cakra shows various scenes taken from that height. While they rest on the part of the tourist spot that is filled with food vendors. Their sales are using a wheelbarrow, shouldered to make a stall by installing emergency tents. Bulek Ratih and Bu Jum came out of the many public toilets established in the area.
Ninuk sat at a table belonging to a meatball trader. Ms. Ning carried the various snacks she bought into a tent, each containing two packs. Because Bu Jum was riding Qani. Asti and Ms. Sarah were going around looking for other food.
The men sat on the road divider under a tall tree with slightly leafy leaves. There was a coffee shopper who was serving their request.
There are ten adult men who need a drink intake that will make sleepy eyes will be a little awake. Fortunately Mr. Sugeng and Mas Aji were passengers in the Jeep earlier on the tour. Because they will have to gather energy to bring the family car, leave this place. At least, they were quite familiar with the terrain in this mountainous area.
" Later we stop by lunch in the city of Probolinggo only !" bargain Mr. Joseph to all the rested members of the company. The man believes the food and snacks they were enjoying were enough to last a bit to reach the nearest town from the mountains for two more hours.
It's been very noon. It's 11:00 already. So it is enough for their tour this time, to return to this Jeep rental basecamp. There they can still catch up on Dhuhur prayer time before returning home, passing through the city of Probolinggo.
Qani has been carried by Leon with a sling ala kangaroo to be safe. The kids got into the jeep with their parents. Jeep began to leave the tourist site. Seen from a distance thick white smoke rises out of the crater of Bromo.
The people said Mount Bromo was 'Eruption '. But as the people around there, have been accustomed to the nature of the mountain with a variety of different activities - different every day. So they are the residents there continue to do their work day-to-day with a relaxed feeling without any worries.
The farmers brought their crops. There are also those who bring a variety of leaves for animal feed with their motor through the wide sandy road... There was only a trace - The car's tire tracks were a marker that the road was a public road. The road is often passed by the local community, as well as tourists who rent the Jeep.
The road to the basecamp continued to decline as it exited the mountain... They go through the highway that is not too flat asphalt, there are more and more roofs - the roofs of the houses below. Also the number of buildings from simple to quite modern, on the side of the road they pass. Some are places of lodging as well as some tourist offices that offer guide tours to guide them to the mountain of Bromo.
Asti's head was already leaning on Leon's shoulder due to drowsiness. For 11 hours, Asti did not sleep. Since midnight, he has been awake. From starting to come to basecamp to be at the top of Mount Penanjakan to enjoy tours in the mountainous region of Bromo.
The three Jeeps had entered a large building on a busy roadside. Like their departure in the early hours of this day, his entourage felt that they had first completed the tour today.
Some men began to wudhu to immediately pray in a small musholla which is the facility of this office building. Bu Jum and Putri looked for a canteen in the back to buy hot water. The water was to make the milk of Qani and Akbar.
Ms. Ning tasted a plate of fried-like food sold in the simple canteen. The jeep drivers were enjoying a cup of coffee or sweet tea and were smoking in the back of the basecamp.
Mr. Bakdi was still conversing with Mr. Jan while waiting for Leon and Mr. Cakra to complete the Jeep lease payment. Do not forget Leon tucked each one hundred thousand rupiah as tired money. Because the three jeep drivers were not only driving them to various attractions. They are also always on standby to maintain the safety of their family members.
In the bathroom Asti changed into a comfortable travel hijab, in the form of a long-sleeved cotton negligee suit and trousers as well. Sneakers are kept in a crisper. Now he wears lightweight rubber slippers.
Of course, for drivers who have never come to this place must always be careful. The highway here is not too wide, but it is very crowded with various personal obstacles and buses carrying groups ahead of the holiday season this year.
The further away I am from the mountains, the lower the highway. They began to see fertile rice fields at the foot of the mountain. A variety of vegetable crops are grown on the left and right sides of the road. It seems that it is a blessing to live in such an area, get fertile land behind the threat of an eruption of a volcano there that will destroy everything, at any time.
Almost an hour later, a highway wide enough to reach the city of Probolinggo. Some passengers began to sleep, falling asleep to the rhythm of the vehicle that was once swaying... Now they go through a more flat road with a direction to the North coast of East Java Island.
Qani remained in the car seat guarded by Bu Jum. Asti slept while hugging Akbar. So also in front of Ninuk and Bu Ratih in front of him. The princess is next to Akbar. The trip was already in the city of Probolinggo which was a little hot air. Because the city is in the lowlands of North Java Island.
The cars were moving towards a large restaurant near the city center. They entered the courtyard of the restaurant which was quite spacious and quite beautiful as well. With trees in front of the restaurant.
" Well, get up!" call Lek No.
Falling asleep for more than two hours during the trip made them slightly limp and still resist sleepiness. Apparently restaurants like this have been used to receiving visits from traveling groups... Because behind the restaurant is also provided bathroom facilities as well as a prayer room. Asti also intends to take a bath, changing with Ninuk and Bulek Ratih.
Understand the habit of bathing in the morning before dawn prayers, so the body feels sticky and sultry after coming down from Mount Bromo a few hours ago.
It turned out that in the room in the restaurant had prepared lunch for them. Mr. Joseph had already ordered for a group of twenty people.
They enjoy a delicious lunch in the form of a soto dish. The cuisine has a rich sauce with a yellow spice aroma mixed with chicken suwiran. The complement is also available, from boiled cabbage slices, boiled egg pieces. There are fried shallots, koya powder and fine slices of celery leaves for sprinkling. In addition, there are potato parchments, crackers and sambal in medium bowls.. There is also a bottle of sweet sauce.
Qani also wants to eat with rice and soto sauce with boiled eggs. Hafiz and Akbar eat being fed by Princess and Ninuk .
" We take the toll road to Surabaya... If you come by please!" said Mr. Yusuf.
They rest outside the restaurant which has a garden with big trees. There are also huts - huts with floors made like stilts.
It turns out that this city has quite hot air and weather, understand the area is in the North coast of Java Island... Qani started fussing because of sleepiness. They will continue their journey after Mr. Joseph pays for all the food he has ordered.
The journey continues again, and will stop at a rest area at the time of Azan Ashar. The moment of togetherness was also immortalized by Ardi through his camera. Qani also wanted to be photographed several times alone by his young grandfather when he was sitting in the park rest area.
Before getting into each other's cars, Mr. Joseph, Ms. Sarah and Mr. Jan say goodbye to all of them. For a few days they were always together. Later in a certain kilometer, Pak Jan's car will turn towards the direction of Surabaya. While Car Elf and Pajero was continuing to travel west, down as the North to head towards Madiun, in East Java. Mr. Cakra who took over the wheel of the Pajero car was because Mas Aji wanted to rest first, after carrying the car for more than 3 hours.
Asti's tears came as he let go of Mr. Yusuf, with his son and wife as they returned to the Inova's car. So moving... For three days they always enjoy a vacation together like a family. That short time was able to erase all sorrow, sadness and loss for almost 25 years of his age. Even now, there's Om Ardi coming with them back home, for a while.