On a Small Island With the CEO's Daughter
Episode 32: Unconscious
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Fikri looks very riled up. His face showed great concern. He looked back and forth in front of the hut, impatiently waiting for his two best friends, Naya, and Mr. Herson who did not come until the day had changed.
Not only Fikri, all team members also feel the same way. Various negative thoughts whack the soul. Togetherness like a family that has been tightly woven for a while has made an inner bond. There is a sense of loss, there is a sense of incomplete if there are members who are reduced, there is affection that is hindered, there is a longing that is left behind, there is a family rope that is linked to each other.
Seen Bu Mayang shows the hue of the face is worried about the state of her husband.
There were sad eyes of Lita who hoped Angga and Beno would return soon. I don't know what feelings are behind it.
There are sad tears from Rena and Sisi waiting for Naya, their best friend.
There was a nanar Pak Bagas gaze that saw the shadow of Angga as if he saw himself acting when young.
There is the annoyance of Jaka who lost his history to tease each other and joke cheerfully.
It was a hot and hot day. As hot as their smoldering hearts endured the turbulent turmoil in the indignation of conscience. Everyone is stuck, nobody knows what to do. The figure of the leader has been lost, the figure of the beautiful goddess of team spirit has disappeared, the figure of fatherhood has disappeared, the most friendly and full of candapun none.
"Gaes.." said Fikri grudgingly facing all that was left in the hut yard.
"According to Angga's message, I remain with Mr. Bagas as team commander. We can momentarily be trapped in sorrow. But don't let anxiety run rampant. I will continue to lead you until the last breath. Mr. Bagas asked for his help," continued Fikri even with teary eyes.
- Pak Bagas just nods masygul.
"What's our next move, Kri?" asked Rena with a face bias full of anxiety.
"Don't be rash. We discuss and find solutions first. Then make a plan carefully. Never go out there without proper calculation. It could be Heaven out there, but it could also be hell for us." Fikri did not want to take the risk of losing more members.
he has to try at all costs, to keep the team intact, solid and safe.
--Everyone seemed to nod in understanding.
"Mas.mass," Mr. Bagas patted Fikri's shoulder. His gaze could not be separated from one of the river flows between several other river streams that were sourced from the waterfall pond.
Fikri followed Mr. Bagas' index finger.
-"That's there..Mr Hersonn!!" continued Mr. Bagas.
All squandered in the direction indicated by Mr. Bagas. About fifty meters from the hut. Having been down the river, a man who from his posture indicates that he is Mr. Herson. On both of his arms hung one sword blade and one dagger.
"Bahhhh.."
"Sir Bro.."
Bu Mayang and Jaka accelerate the steps to meet the man who turned out to be Mr. Herson.
Yet..
BRUCK!
Not yet they say hello, Mr. Herson has fallen unconscious in Jaka's arms. His body is full of wounds. One of his ankles looks swollen. The pale face was closed, unable to endure the intense pain and fatigue.
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Two days passed. Mr. Herson is still lying weakly inside the waterfall hut. Actually, he had regained consciousness after a full day of unconsciousness. But until the second day after his arrival, he only slept and slept. Perhaps it was the tranquilizing effect of the herbs that Fikri had soaked up, that he could sleep soundly to reconstruct the wounds on his body.
The potion has also been affixed to Mr. Herson's external wound. Even now the wound is starting to look withered dry.
Ms. Mayangpun does not want to hold hands. The ability of the massage she gave to rearrange the ankle of her husband who sprained.
Mr. Herson began to look fresh and can be invited to communicate on the third day.
"Switch.for a long time, my father. What is the fate of those who are missing?. Especially Beno who was made by three days ago by the women who ruled the island. Could catch a cold, three days no clothes on. Don't-don't be a peddle tuh hell needle Beno!?, Aiih aiih aiiih.." voice mystery readers who are impatient waiting for Mr. Herson told me.
"Actually, what has happened, sir?" Fikri couldn't wait any longer. Mr. Herson was immediately questioned by him.
"Oh.my head is dizzy. I slept again.." Mr. Herson is still in a daze.
"Wahh wahh. Ohhhh!!" Jaka jingling indistinctly for the sake of seeing it.
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The night after noon Mr. Herson returned to sleep, seen all gathered around the campfire to listen to the story of Mr. Herson.
"I'm dizzy. I want to go to sleep again, yeah,"
"Sir!!"
"....."
"Seriously, Dad!" Ms. Mayang narrowed her eyes.
"I'm still lemes, Mah. Hmmm," Mr. Herson looked at me.
"Remember!!" ma Mayang's face showed annoyance.
- The upper right lip of Bu Mayang raised up.
"They and Naya haven't been able to find yet. At that time Beno and I had found traces of the former battlefield. Our strong guess, Angga who has fought there before. But we didn't find Angga and Naya. Until finally we spent the night in the forest because we intend to continue the search the next morning" Mr. Herson was silent for a moment
- Breathing out and going to sleep again.
--But hurriedly Jaka held his arm.
"Continue, Mr. Bro." said Jaka.
"That night, after Beno and I ate the chicken. Suddenly came two forest anjink attacking. We fought against them. Thank goodness we killed anjink. And the other one escaped" Mr. Herson fell silent again.
"Hayoo.want to sleep again?!" Jaka was standing guard next to Mr. Herson's shoulder, but Mr. Herson did not want to sleep.
"See, I'm gonna pee first,"
"Mr Hersooon!" jaka and Fikri's choir break up the night.
- Pak Herson moved to cover the toilet that was built beside the hut.
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"Ja.jj.so there are cannibals on this island?" Jaka was surprised to hear the words from Mr. Herson who told about the conditions of captivity against Beno.
"Hustt..Who said humans are cannibals?" desau Mr. Herson.
"Well that was it, Ben-Ben I was kidnapped!!" jaka replied that he did not want to lose.
"Yes kidnapped. But not cannibals. Anyway you, honey. Since when did you turn?, ask to be hired you?" Mr. Herson is glaring. It seems like he is still a little bit vengeful for the treatment of Jaka who forbade him from sleeping haha.
"Piss Mr. Bro. Pisss.selow gosah. Gini-gini, the name Jaka still stands firmly representing true manhood. Where there I like guys. It's just the boss' joke," looks Jaka Slengean.
"The thing is, there's a strange tribe on this island. All women. They also use common language. Not a clear language. And now Beno is in their hands, "all are seriously listening to Mr. Herson's words. But about Beno's departure was not disclosed by Mr. Herson. Worrying causes excessive panic.
"Well, how is this?!. Angga and Naya haven't met yet. Beno was kidnapped. Why are we so scattered about gini anyway.." Oceh Sisi dongkol.
-The problem is getting complicated wrapped around like a tangled thread.
"We must immediately move to save them one by one. Tomorrow afternoon we'll move. Mr. Herson is not well yet, stay in the hut with Ms. Mayang. Please Mr. Herson give directions to all the points that have been visited." Fikri's orders make a decision.
"The first morning before leaving, we multiply the bow and arrow into sets. Spear also please be prepared. While the sword Beno please be held by Mr. Bagas. I and Jaka each carry one dagger,"
"The land please be held by Rena, Sisi, and Mbak Lita. For a moment tomorrow morning practice first before leaving, in order to understand the characteristics of the tool used. Your job is to protect us in the event of a battle. Don't forget to keep carrying the spear."
"Gue will now teach the attack formation that Angga once taught if facing a depraved enemy," Fikri firmly set up the team.
- Not only Angga and Beno, each member of the gatoloco trio turned out to have a good leadership spirit. That's what Fikri is doing for his team.
"I'm coming, Kri. I was willing to sacrifice my life to help them. This is to make amends when I got off the lifeboat" said Bu Mayang.
"Mayang's mother we've been forgiving for a long time, ma'am. It would be more effective if you stayed in the hut. Mr. Herson's condition is not healthy. He still needs assistance. And again, this hut also needs guards." Reject Fikri.
"One more thing, no one can sacrifice his life. We all have to stay safe and alive until we can go back home" Fikri added.
From the corner of Fikri's eyes, there was Rena's enthusiasm in listening to every direction given by her. From the look of Rena's eyes read the admiration for Fikri's skill in organizing the team.
That night they went to bed early to prepare physically more primed for tomorrow's struggle.
"Hopefully all of you can still survive and do not mind until we come to help" murmured Fikri lirih.
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