
By early morning the ship docked at the port of Siak, but Mumu did not go up to the port.
He is still in room 403 channeling his inner energy to expel the powder that the two young men had spread before.
The powder is not too dangerous for the body other than making the sufferer feel sleepy so that they can not do anything like a fainting person.
Mumu does not know what the name and what the powder is made of, which is clear if not treated immediately then the sufferer will sleep all day without being awakened at all until the effects of the powder are gone.
Because it has been treated with deep energy so that the powder that initially filled the lungs and blood path is now slowly becoming lost.
Half an hour before dawn, Mumu had finished her work.
After covering the beautiful woman with a blanket, Mumu immediately came out, closed the door of the room and passed from there.
He was sure no one else dared to disturb or steal the girl's goods because soon he would wake up by himself.
Mumu didn't want to be recognized until she quickly left.
As Mumu had expected earlier, just five minutes had passed, the woman opened her eyes slowly.
He was shocked to find himself asleep. As he remembered from the bathroom he was holding a cell phone to call his friend but how could he even fall asleep?
Was he hypnotized? Or taking sleeping pills?
But no way, she had no interaction with someone not long ago and she had nothing to eat and drink in the past few hours.
He checked everything but nothing was missing, the phone, the wallet were all intact.
When his gaze glanced at his body his face changed.
Threwing the cloth that had covered him, he knew this was indeed the cloth neatly stored in the bag.
Since when did he take it and cover it. Did he really want to sleep?
He could only scowl his forehead a confused sign thinking about what had happened.
Handphone's ringing. Without seeing who the caller was, she immediately pressed the answer button and slipped the phone behind the left ear hijab.
"Wulan, where have you been?" The beautiful woman was shocked, she was very familiar with the voice of the caller.
"Lacking to know, it seems to have passed Siak from earlier. Maybe we'll be there soon." Said the beautiful woman who turned out to be Wulan after she saw the situation around through the window that is indeed in every passenger room.
"I'm sorry, Wulan, I can't get you to Pekanbaru. There was a sudden business last night." Lisa said in a guilty tone.
He initially wanted to take Wulan to Pekanbaru, however he was worried about Wulan's security while on the ship Jelatik. If we are negligent, there are usually people who take things while the room is left or while asleep.
Therefore it is safer if you leave both so that your sleep can alternate.
But suddenly there was also a task from the lecturer who could not be canceled, so he was forced to release Wulan leaving alone.
"It's okay, Lisa. Ordinary, don't think too much, I'm almost there anyway. Nothing's going on. So you just calm down."
After hanging up the phone, Wulan looked back.
Even though he was sleeping, it seemed like he had a dream that someone had come to him, accompanying him.
She did not know who it was because her face was invisible, but Wulan felt she felt familiar with the figure.
Only now did he realize his dream.
Wulan frowned once more.
If it was indeed a dream how he explained about the blanket that now covered his entire body.
If there was indeed someone who opened his room why his belongings are still there without reducing in the slightest.
What does that guy mean?
If it's just a dream, why is it real?
Wulan did not have time to contemplate it further when he saw the port of Duku River was in sight.
He returned to packing his belongings, after believing there was nothing left, he immediately got off and followed the flow of passengers who were impatient to get to the port.
The portmen swiftly lifted the goods from the top of the tent to the port.
Luckily Wulan and Mumu only carry a backpack so no need for Portir services to carry it.
Mumu looked at Wulan who was walking out of the ship from a distance.
There was a sense of wanting to approach him but when remembered the anger of Wulan when in front of his house first so that Mumu became doubtful.
Sometimes seeing the person you like is nothing less than a distance is more than enough to comfort the longing heart.
"Here, Bang!" Wulan waved the gojek ordered via her phone.
While riding the Wulan gojek suddenly turned back.
It was like seeing someone she knew. The person he wants to meet and also he hates at the same time.
But maybe it was just his feelings because when he was looking for the figure but there was nothing.
At that time Mumu quickly took cover behind the pole when she saw Wulan turning back.
'There's no way he's seeing me' Mumu's hiss.
After making sure Wulan boarded the gojek and disappeared from sight, Mumu headed straight to the diner for breakfast while resting waiting for the ticket sales counter to open.
Mumu feels no need to follow Wulan to the airport. He was sure Wulan would be fine.
At 07.00 wib the ticket agent began to open, after buying a speed boat ticket that departed at 07.30 wib, Mumu immediately rested in the waiting room.
He deliberately chose the back seat and the corner.
After adjusting his sitting position, Mumu immediately meditated and channeled his breathing in a predetermined way.
Time passed, without notice at 07.20 wib, the passengers were told to enter the speed boat.
After showing the ticket in front of the officer waiting at the entrance, Mamu immediately searched for his seat number and immediately sat there.
Coincidentally the chair fits in the corner, near the window.
"So, man, I can't sit in the middle, leave me by the window." A voice with a deep tone sounded in Mumu's ears.
As he looked up, he saw a handsome, tall and athletic young man standing beside him. His view seems underestimated.
"I'm sorry, I can't sit in the middle either." If the young man asked carefully, Mumu would give a position next to the window without much consideration.
"Don't make it hard on yourself, man!" The young man looked unhappy.
He did not think there were villagers who dared not obey his wishes.
Are the villagers tired of living?