Hell Games

Hell Games
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“I’m sorry..,” Ef's forehead frowned at the sentence Lin said just now. Why did this girl suddenly say that? Conditions that occur also no romantic-romantic. Was the result of his head being hit by the glass of the bus earlier his mind became chaotic?


“You don't speak Indonesian?” asked Lin plain.


“Can, what you said earlier is the language of Java.”


“You understand?”


“Iya.”


“Kulo tresno sliramu, what does it mean?”


Ef sighed to hide his emotions. He almost laughed out loud. So what Lin said earlier was a question? Not statement? Luckily Ef did not react when Lin said that. If you act, especially the reaction is excessive. Looks like Ef will choose to jump off the plane to hide his embarrassment.


“You don't understand?” this time I asked back. Lin shook his head with an innocent look like a kitten. “kulo means me. Tresno means love. Siliramu is a synonym of Koe, sampeyan or Panjenengan. That means you”


“Hmm..,” Lin knocks a finger. Then he turned towards Ef. His sight was suddenly serious. “tadi I said it without knowing the meaning, do not misunderstand.” Lin's face started to turn red.


“I didn't misunderstand in the least. From the way you say it already seems you don't understand the meaning.”


“Where do you know that sentence?” ef continued trying to divert the conversation so that this stiff atmosphere melts.


“I often hear Mommy singing Javanese songs. He used to repeat that sentence a lot, and I became poultice.”


“Oh so. Can you speak Indonesian?”


Lin Screaming, “I understand what it means. But not yet Pe-De to say it”


“Good, from now on we use Bahasa Indonesia as a password language. If there's something secret you want to tell me, use that language.”


“I'll try it,” replied Lin doubtfully.


“We try your vocabulary knowledge. Call what I pointed at”


“What is this?” He pointed to the chair.


“Chair” replied Lin.


“No Honey, Answer me in language.” Ef repeated the question.


“Kursi” replied Lin with English. Still sounds slurred, but understandable.


“This?” Ef pointed at his shoes.


“Sipatu”


“Not Sipatu, but Se-Pa-tu.”


“This what?” Ef pointed at the handcuffs in his hands. But it seemed that Lin had yet to understand the rarely used vocabulary. Ef changed his question by pointing at himself.


“Ef!”


“hahaha, that doesn't mean it. I'm changing. How to say ‘I’ in languages?”


“A”


“you?”


“You.”


“Watch out?”


“awas”


“Gun?”


“Bedil.”


“Hahaha!”


This time Ef could not help his laughter. I don't know who taught Lin mixed Indonesian Javanese like this.


A few hours in the air, Ef was busy teaching Lin Indonesian. Not without purpose, but the passphrase will usually be useful in times of distress. Ef started to stop when Lin had already yawned a few times.


“Sleep, we don't know if it can still sleep when we land later.”


“You also sleep. Your fitness will be of great help.” The girl looked so sincere this time.


“I'll sleep. You sleep first”


Before long, Lin had already fallen asleep. Ef circulated his gaze, a flight attendant still walking back and forth, while pushing a trolley.


“Miss, how long is our trip?” ef asked as the flight attendant passed by.


“We will fly for nine hours”


“We take off from where?”


The flight attendant simply smiled and did not reply, then passed pushing the trolley towards the cockpit.


“Nine hours.” Ef repeated the word of the flight attendant while hooking up the information that was in his head.


Ef tried to think he was the kidnapper, and would take so many captives on planes. He would definitely look for a country that was easier to lobby so that his plane could fly easily. Than Canada, Mexico is more likely.


If it's true they take Off from Mexico, and will fly for nine hours. With a maximum speed of 900 km/h. That means they will cover a distance of 8,100 km.


“It looks like it will go there.”


Before going to bed, Ef checks the condition of the girl next to him. The owner of the clean-skinned oval face was already completely sound.


“Tak kiro tenanan your talk mawu, Nduk. Gawe Ge - er wae”


***


A man was playing with a big, hairy cat. Many times the man ordered something and was done well by his pet. Then the man threw the meat as a gift. He laughed proudly as he rubbed the head of the forest king who behaved like a Persian cat. The man was accompanied by a young woman in a brown dress with a wide, matching hat.


The familiarity between the employer and the pet should be disturbed when a man in neat clothes approaches them.


“Sir, the last participant will arrive in one hour.”


The lion master turned his face towards the man who had just arrived.


“How many people?”


“Twenty-four people, Sir.”


“Means there are 160 participants for season two. Pretty crowded.” The man walked up to the young woman and took the phone from her hand and typed something.


“Area is ready?” ask the man to someone on the other end of the phone. “Alright, twenty-four more people will arrive in one hour.” The man hung up the phone and returned to the man in neat clothes.


“Panggung is ready?”


“Already, Sir!”


“You make sure no uninvited guests come to my party!”


“I can make sure it”


“Bring Yuki to check the situation.”


“Good, I say goodbye, Sir” The man in neat clothes is moving towards the woman in brown clothes. “Mari mistress.”


The young lady followed the steps of the well-dressed man.


“Yuki!” the call from behind stopped the woman's steps and turned around.


“Ya, babe?”


“Don't stay there long. I'll be lonely.”


The woman smiled.


“You won't be lonely as long as there's Koro playing with you.”


The woman turned around and walked back, the man in neat clothes was accompanying from behind.


“Is ‘dia’ available?”


“There, Mistress.”


“You sure no one's wrong?”


“No, I can make sure ‘dia’ is one of the 24 participants who will come in one more hour.”


“Good work, Pablo. You never disappoint.” The woman turned to her men for a moment and smiled meaningfully.


***


Nine hours of boring have passed. Eph and twenty-three other captives had landed on an island.


The weather that day stung the skin. They take off in the afternoon, now they are in a location that is still daytime. One more piece of information Ef could get, they flew eastward.


All participants were taken to a tent on the side of the airport. Yuki and Pablo were already waiting there with ten guards armed with long barrels.


One by one the participants were brought into the tent while the others waited in rows. Long enough they bask in the hot sun until the turn of Ef who entered.


“Which is your phone?” Ef is faced with a box containing two units of mobile phones.


“Nothing belongs to me there” replied Ef, but the guards did not believe it just like that. They took both phones and turned them on. One of the phones had a background photo of a woman. Photo Lin.


“This belongs to the woman, and this must be yours!” said cynical guard. “Unlock!”


Ef stood there, he did not respond to the guard's orders. Roughly the man pulls Ef's hand and attaches his finger to the fingerprint sensor. All of Ef's fingers were tried, but nothing worked.


“Direct to his pupil!” Pablo ruled from behind the table.


Ef was forced to look at the camera. At first he tried to dodge but the sensors had been reading quickly. Cellphone's on.


“Reset!” say Ef instantly. The screen of his phone turned black and said ‘Resetting on process’.