
"I know where Biwian Island is. Even by reading the direction of the sun with consideration of the position of the island of Biwian, you can know the direction of Grassick district without having to return to the island of Biwian first," bright Sukma who was immediately greeted with a smile of relief by all team members.
"We can also help you to make a wooden boat. But.." Sukma hung his words.
- As soon as he looked fixedly at the face of Angga like wanting to convey the worry of his heart only through the eyes.
"Is it because of the Lampard tribe?" ask Angga curious.
"No, not that. I told you before that we will fight the Lampard tribe with or without you" Sukma said.
"What's up, Ma'am?" beno's turn to ask because his curiosity was so passionate.
"You remember those criminals?. Maybe we can fight them more freely on the ground. But at sea, with their ship that big, your soul will be threatened. We care about you guys. It is not a bad thing if you stay here first with us while looking for other better solutions, or wait for the rescue team to arrive" Sukma said.
"The word mbak Sukma has a point. The seven of us must live. No more casualties" Bagas argued.
"It is also what Sukma said. Before we did not consider such an obstacle," Angga began to make a sound.
"Then what's your next plan, bro?" asked Fikri with a worried eye.
"Calm down, bro. Do not rush to take another solution if later it does not turn out. Slowly we think while enjoying the rice here. Yes mbak Sukma? Hehe," Beno stuck out his tongue while smiling intently.
"Hahaha.of course. Rice rations this year are plentiful after half our troops have died. You can eat the whole rice here." Sukma chuckled to find his new relatives who felt really close to the heart even though they had not long known.
Time goes fast. It does not feel like 1 month Angga team 'passenger' sleeping and eating in the CEO Princess settlement, or precisely the fifth month since they were stranded on the island. To fill the saturation in the settlement, Angga, Pak Bagas, and Sukma busied themselves by training the army of Princess CEO to be sharper and more qualified. The science of hand-to-hand combat and the use of weapons they teach for the sake of paying hehe rice.
"Don't be so, author. My heartfelt friend told them to eat. Free without charge, Hmmm.." Sukma glanced in annoyance.
On the other hand, Fikri who has intelligence above the others tried to occupy himself by fiddling with Naya's mobile phone, hoping for a miracle on him. A mini screwdriver of various sizes is owned by Fikri and he always hangs in the hole belt pants, similar to a keychain.
It's actually not hard for Fikri to do that. Previously, he had a part-time as a mobile phone service worker while still in college. But all the turmoil during the island, plus a pessimistic sense of life expectancy over the phone, makes Fikri no intention to copy it.
And in the settlements of the CEO's Princess, because so loose activity, Fikri tried to achieve his luck by draining his mind so that Naya's phone can be saved.
In the general kitchen, Naya and Rena, along with some female citizens who can not be martial, are busy attending a short course session of cooking guided by Chef Lita even with just the ingredients. Maybe if there is television coverage about cooking in the wild, of course this activity will be heavily covered and soon viral, rivaling the fame of Chef Marinka or Chef Juna.
Their days went by with the greatest hope of living. Whatever they do in order to enjoy the coercion of life on the island that somehow will end.
What about Sisi and Jaka?. One month apart, Angga has yet to find any information about Sisi's whereabouts. On average, they don't care about the information itself. Let alone friendship, even the biological brotherhood can be divorced if there is no compassion and cohesiveness. In this case it is not the Angga team that avoids cohesiveness, it is the side that runs away from team cohesiveness.
"Where's bro your utak-at-brain?" ask Angga while sitting together in front of the hut.
"Still gray bro. I'm just trying, not knowing what the outcome will be. So far the phone Naya is still matot," replied Fikri with a lethargic look.
"If you can't. Just wave your hand at the camera," Beno's tease breaks the allure.
"Hahaha..lu guess I took a guts test?!" Fikri laughed at the silliness of his best friend.
"Oh no no. You don't screw up the frame of the story. It is clearly a modern fiction genre novel with the theme of survival, even though it has lost the race anyway.wkwkwk. Not a horror story. Don't worry about you!" cerocos Angga rejects Beno's idea of ngawur.
The author just kept quiet to see the debate of the gatoloco trio. At least, their unfaithful discussion can make the story a little longer. Occasionally the Author while stroking the chest, considering how curly the fingers when chasing the update and it turns out not nyantol to be the winner of the race even though the winner hopes to 10 though. Even just a gift like from the reader is also like a dream. Truthfully Author so 'little' males update because it lost some spirit. What if only replace the reader who continues the update?. Hahaha.it should be titled as a confiding session.
EUREKA!!
EUREKA..
The quiet morning of the CEO's daughter was suddenly stirred by the voice of a man running around shouting his joy.
He said 'Eureka' which means 'I found it', a legendary greeting that Archimedes once shouted when he managed to find a formula to calculate the volume of objects that do not have a standard shape.
"Woy.woyy. What's the matter, Kri?. Your possessed huh?!" Beno stopped Fikri's steps.
"Woh.gue is not a kayak lu's possessed member. I'm a typical honest, down-to-earth guy.." Fikri ruffled waist, bragging.
"Like you by now. Uh why you?!" ask Beno again.
"Gather teams. Naya's phone is back. Cepamapnn!!, the battery hunt is tar," said Fikri with quick intonation.
"Yeee..tau battery dying, why do you use the celebration event muter-muter mak-emak complex, use screaming anyway?!" cibir Beno erosion.
"Udah buruaan!!. There's no time anymore." cried Fikri in panic.
- Beno became his own club.
- But it turned out that all of them were already there without being called.
- Called deng, use 'Eureka' Fikri.
"Naya. cepet here. Which one is your bokap contact?. Battery life 3%. I'm lucky we still get the rest of the battery power even though it's been 5 months," Fikri was impatient again.
Through Naya's description, the location coordinates are immediately sent by Fikri to the contact of Mr. Leo, the father of Naya. But unfortunately, the loading of messages lasts so long because of signal limitations. In the upper right corner of the phone only visible sign 'E'.
Two minutes later, the battery ran out, but it happened seconds after the message was sent.
"Fiuhh.almost," desau Fikri sat in a swirl while wiping his sweat.
Sorry to update this episode just a little bit. Mood nulis Author again. Males nulis disease suddenly comes to attack.
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