365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
Quickly Put on Your Clothes!

Arriving at the camp, Patricia was very surprised to see Zhafira alive, she immediately grabbed his hand and asked what had happened to him after the primitive humans attacked that day.

Patricia brought up the matter regarding Agung, but Zhafira still did not believe it. He did not believe that Agung would betray his flock of one country.

"Forget it if you don't believe it, then you just go look for him, and also don't have to thank me, goodbye." I turned around and left.

Zhafira immediately called me, "Don't go, don't go, I'm afraid, I beg you, don't leave me here."

I glanced at him and wanted to laugh when I saw him scared. What did you do to me then?

Now let's see how I'm gonna teach you a lesson!

I turned to look at him and asked him if he believed me.

Agung is not a good person, he might as well hand you over to the Japanese.

"I can't believe Great has been a bodyguard in our home for several years. He always earned my trust. He would never betray his countrymen and hand me over to the Japanese! "Zhafira shook his head and said .

Patricia grabbed his hand and explained patiently: "It's true, he handed me over to the Japanese, for the Japanese to accept him to join them."

"I can't. I..." Zhafira's eyes panicked, refusing to believe that Agung was really on the Japanese side.

"By surviving, he can do anything." I sneered at Zhafira, "In order to get the two of you, he put poison in my food and pushed me off the cliff."

"He. he told us that you accidentally fell in the wind." Zhafira lifted her head and looked at me.

"Do you believe what he said? Then when I said that he joined the Japanese, why don't you believe it?" I talk while looking at him.

Zhafira did not dare to look at me, her eyes dodging, "Then why are you still alive?"

"Why do you expect me to die?" I looked at him, "This camp accepts you to join, you better not be arrogant, here no one will obey you, no need to show off.”

“What are you doing, you are making Bu Zhafira scared.” Patricia glared at me at a glance, “Bu Zhafira, why do you have so many wounds on your body, why are your clothes..

“Patricia asks you, just say, lately how did you get through the day? Why did you meet Japanese?” I asked, I also want to know what he went through to be able to turn his annoying character into a submissive person.

As soon as I spoke, Zhafira only dared to speak. I see it seems like he is really living his role, it seems like he is starting to fear me.

While hearing her explanation, I finally understood the events that had befallen her these few days.

That night the primitive humans attacked the camp, Agung and Sapri counterattacked, Sapri shot a primitive man with a bow and arrow, while Agung killed a primitive man with a dagger.

Because the primitive humans were too numerous, they were separated when fleeing.

Great took Patricia away, then met with the Japanese, then it happened that I secretly went on a ship to save people.

Zhafira and Sapri had been hiding in the forest. Later, Zhafira starved and could not bear it, finally when they went in search of food, they were captured by the primitive humans.

When Sapri saves him, he is stabbed by a primitive man with a spear, so he kills the primitive man. Sapri takes him on the run, and ends up meeting with another team of survivors.

Unfortunately, the primitive humans came to chase, the surviving team was also captured by primitive humans. He and Sapri continue to escape, then meet the Japanese in the middle of the road.

"That's the story." Zhafira said while crouching on the ground.

"The team that survived? Howmanypeople? Where's their camp?" my many. "

"In the north, in the northern prairies, there are rivers there, they are right on the banks of the river" Zhafira said.

"They were eight men, five men, and three women. I don't know what the three men's jobs are, some like pilots, some other women, there's one flight attendant, one teacher, and another I know her, Sherly.” Zhafira.

"Who?" I'm appalled.

“Who do you mean?!” Patricia looked at Zhafira in panic, and asked: “Your word was Sherly, was it really her?”