On a Small Island With the CEO's Daughter
Episode 20: Little hill

"What are we looking for for overnight?" ask Lita.

"Maybe a cave, or a rock niche, anything that can keep us safe for the night," Angga retorted while rearranging the ranks.

Tim walked back down the pitch the night. The sound of night birds, arctic, and various forest animals sound legitimate to make the feathers stand up.

"Don't be afraid of the dark and the sound of the night. Focus walk. Hold your friend's shoulder in front of you so as not to separate from the team." Angga's voice from the front row gives command.

"Stop for a moment" said Angga.

"We change the formation to make it more comfortable and safe. We'll walk in three rows. The leftmost row is filled by Naya, Mr. Herson, Fikri. The middle row is Rena, Bu Mayang, Ms. Lita. The rightmost row is Sisi, Jaka, Pak Bagas. So the women's team is in the front horizontal row, and the middle vertical. The rest is flanked by a team of men. Beno and I will be in front of the whole team as the road opener." Angga says set up the team.

"Leftmost row, point the spear towards the left of the body. Rightmost row, point the spear to the right side of the body. Middle row carrying torch. Fikri and Mr. Bagas please make sure the back position is always safe. If facing a narrow road, then merge in a long row with the order of the leftmost row first," tonight the most busy Angga driving. He is the mainstay of the entire team.

The night is getting late. The team from afar looked like fireflies in the darkness of night. The three burning torches are the only lamps in the midst of the vast jungle.

"You tired, Nay?" ask Angga who walked right in front of Naya.

"I'm still strong. Take it easy," replied Naya tenaciously. Precisely what looks tired is Bu Mayang because of age and previous lifestyle factors that are always facilitated with all facilities.

"How much longer do we have to walk?" turn Side speak.

"The island is not very large. It should be from the side of the beach to the opposite side, it does not take too long. The maximum may not be more than 5 hours. If we are now almost 2 hours walking, then it means we are around the middle of the island. May there be good luck after this" Angga replied.

"Kri, you used to be the vocalist he said. Singing dong let it not be lonely." shouted Sisi to Fikri.

"Ga. You think I'm a lunatic?. Singing alone in the dark of the night. In the middle of the forest," looks Fikri.

"Some, you want to be seen by wild animals because of my voice?" fikri.

"Look at that in front of me." said Rena who had just locked her mouth.

A few tens of meters in front of them was like standing a huge shadow blocking the team's journey. The closer the team approached, the shadow did not move. The shadow was a small hill. Angga was lucky enough to find the hill.

The hill is not too high. It is estimated to only have a height of several tens of meters with a diameter of about tens of meters as well. This size is much smaller when compared to mountains or mountains. This hill is a towering cluster of rocks and overgrown with various plants.

When Angga approached the small hill, he circulated the view to all sides of the hill, hoping to find a cave for the night. Unfortunately, the effort was nil. No cave holes were found there.

"Aihh..sadly there is no cave here," complained Angga.

"Lah.kan there's you anyway. Why did you say there wasn't?" Jaka scratched his head which is a place to live dandruff.

"Jack.jack. Are you bego ato oon anyway?!" Beno swore annoyed.

"The word is cave bro. Angga says there's no 'gua'. In fact, he was here, "Jaka was still stupefied. Indeed, sometimes fatigue also affects thinking and mental power.

"Adooo. The cave that Angga meant was not a 'cave' as you meant it. The cave is lhoo.batu bolong, gede, aisle. I don't know what else I'm talking about. Your mind is ambiguous you know!. The nutmeg parts you asked for in the cake serpis." Fikri was in a hurry to hear Jaka's chatter.

"Ooh cave for a place to stay. By the way, donk from earlier,"

"Jakaoh!!"

Angga and team are not as lucky survivors in the novel story who easily meet the mountain, then there is a cave below.

But God gave other help to His servant. There is a section of hill that has a protruding surface in two sections separately. If observed, two prominent rocks and a hill-like wall form a U-letter chamber. Like a room with three sides of a wall but no wall in the direction of the door. There is no roof that covers the top. It is like an unfinished building.

Right in front of them and around the hill was a dense forest. Other details about the place were less visible due to the very dark conditions. The torch flame is only able to illuminate at most 10 meters.

"We'll spend the night here. There is no other choice" Angga said.

"Ben, I'm looking for twigs and hay for a campfire. Although sleeping on the ground, at least we can still warm ourselves, as well as to repel wild animals," Angga asked Beno.

"Ashiapp.laksanaken," Beno was still quite carefree even though everyone was also feeling tired.

"We only have water in a few bottles" Naya checked the supplies.

"We survived tonight with potable water. Scrimp. Tomorrow hopefully we can find a new source of water," Angga said shortly before moving back into the forest with Beno.

"Ngga.." said Naya.

"Yes, Nay?" angga's forehead is wrinkled.

"Be careful, return safely." Naya stroked Angga's wrist.

"Of course," said Angga, worried to be heard by the rest of the team. Both looked at for a moment.

"Ngapain whispers bro. We are also horrified times," every night Rena greeted boisterous laughter team members. Angga immediately turned around to cover his nerves, then quickly disappeared behind the forest.

Ground-based, sky-panning they lay down for the rest of the night. Beside the campfire, a trio of gatolocos stood guard and refused to sleep.

"The more complicated our journey," said Beno a little melow. It is very different from his habit of being used to being carefree and rancid.

"We're facing it, whatever the circumstances. The fight is not easy. Rosulullah fought in the desert, fought, isolated, humiliated. The freedom fighters also went in and out of the forest, up and down the mountain, ate leaves, barefooted. Compared to all of them, we are nothing." said Angga berketuah.

"Yes bro. I'm ga nyesel. Especially desperate. PMS congenital bias so rada melow," Beno's curliness reappeared. Mesam-mesem is unclear.

"What's your next plan, Ngga?" ask Fikri more seriously. Unlike Beno who every second is always nosy, Fikri is much more serious and stable. It's just that if it's joking, Fikri will be more ambitious than Beno. The soul is clenched in a bear's skin. Spicy minced chicken meat wrapped in white glutinous rice.

"Tomorrow we should be able to find a new place according to the original plan. Either a cave or a strategic place to rebuild a new hut. The parameters are clear, should be near water source, foodstuff, safe, and protected. Special food ingredients we do not need to bother. We can hunt anywhere. We can also look for edible plants." said Angga with a gaze that was still fixated on the fire.

"Lu gosah worried bro. The three of us are brothers. I won't let you face this alone" Beno patted Angga on the shoulder.

"The others can give up. But I won't stop supporting you" Fikri said.

"Thank's sob, lu bedua emang kentel koyo umbel conco (a friend thick as snot)," said Angga sympathetic. On the contrary, Fikri began to nauseate, followed by vomiting under a tree.

Beno briefly glanced at Fikri "He was very much into his role as a person who likes to vomit. Full of totality and dedicated," he was moved.

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