AWAKENED
Sixteen: Lost

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This story is just fictitious. All events that occur are free authors' essays, not actually occurring in the places and locations mentioned......

The chirping of birds that sounded along with the pounding of the waves felt very peaceful greeting the ears. From another place not far away, it appears that the fishermen have just returned from the sea, after risking their lives in a place that might not allow them to go home. Caught fish are brought down and then delivered to the market. Many children also ran around welcoming their father cheerfully.

Salfa stared at them from where he was sitting. Smiling, only he understood what it meant. The harmony of father and son there as if he could not feel. His mind began to imagine far away, imagining if only he lived here. If the boy was himself and the man who was limped off the ship was his father. Perhaps his life will not be this long. Also perhaps, the sea would be the most pleasant escape after all the pain he felt, not the place he feared.

"Hufftt," the curly-haired girl exhaled heavily. His head then turned, seeing Gopal and Genta still waiting for Pak Beni at the stall not far from the beach, sitting in a long chair while enjoying a young coconut that looks fresh.

"Where are you, Vin?" salfa asked as he got up from the bench of the car whose door he left open. While Vin who is playing with online games with Novan just stared at a glance in confusion. "Where's kinara?" salfa asked again repeating his devotion.

It was only then, Vin roared and replied. "The streets are broken" he said."

The shocked Salfa hurriedly scanned the surroundings. His slightly depressed chest immediately relieved when he found his friend was sitting under a coconut tree. Just about to catch up, Novan's voice made his steps stop.

"Let him alone first, Sal. He needs to calm down."

Salfa turned to Novan, inwardly confirming that. He looked at Kinara again, feeling pity. They should have been here having fun, but it all turned out like this. Kinara must have been very dizzy to feel everything simultaneously, and he understood that very well. After sighing softly, Salfa followed sitting next to Vin, peering at the young man's mobile screen which was tilted in position. One of the things that Salfa wants in addition to having a horse, is to be able to play online games. It seems so exciting and fun. People he knows, many say if there is a problem, then the game is the most instant escape. Obviously it looked tempting to him.

"Vin, teach me to play the game dong," Salfa chirped suddenly that not only made Vin look surprised, but also Novan. "Pengen. It's not hard?"

Vin and Novan have lyrics. "You sure?" sahut Novan with wonder.

"Remain sure, why?"

Again, the two youths exchanged lyrics but this time with a slightly longer duration. After both squinting, the two turned back to Salfa and said simultaneously. Very compact. "NO SKILL!!"

Anjir, salfa's curse in his mind. He did not reply and just sat next to staring at the beach whose waves were pounding heard up to where he was sitting at this time. A second later, he unintentionally turned his head to the stall. Apparently, Mr. Beni just came, shaking hands with Gopal and Genta.

"Sir Beni has come!" yells.

Automatically, Novan and Vin also turned their heads, finding the same thing. The person they were waiting for finally came. Indeed, after the deal broke out this morning, they planned to go to the port, asking for the readiness of the ship to return. The existence of Mr. Beni who is also a local person will greatly help them when meeting the ship.

"Yuk, there," invited Novan who no longer cares about his game, different as Vin who grumbled because it was fun. Salfa just shook his head to see his friend that one. indeed basic do not know the situation. Even when he was walking towards the stall, the young man still looked down at the screen of his phone. "Lah's analysis! Lo heck Van, AFK! No one helped me!"

I don't know how many times Salfa was made inexhaustible by Vin. This time with the heart he took over his friend's phone, without the slightest fear. He already understood very well, however he or Kinara made the young man upset, Vin would never be able to get angry at them. That's been the patent formula a long time ago. And that was the reason why they could be so comfortable making friends with Vin.

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Alone, was the moment that Kinara had been waiting for. He had been searching for these moments since this morning. No matter what, with courage that exceeds the limit, even logic that has been used. Before leaving the old house, he had time to return to the kitchen to pick up the paper in the offerings. Now, he was gathering the intention to open it. Kining Kinara's forehead was wrinkled. He realized the strangeness he found. "What language is it?"

The girl did not understand. The writings seemed very foreign to him, whether using what language. The letters are different, all written in red ink. But wait, the smell. Rancid. Slowly Kinara brought the paper closer to her nose, then kept it away with a nauseous cough.

"Does it smell like this?!" he exclaimed in wonder, still grimacingly remembering the scent just now. "Hweekk."

At that very moment, Kinara realized. The writings were written in blood. I don't know what blood. Shortly after, his eyes found a small piece of writing on the side. He brought the paper closer by holding his breath. Try to see more clearly, then spell it out slowly.

"S.a.l.l..f.." his eyes turned round when he finally found Salfa's name there. The SALFANIA ADHISTA. Not quite there yet, another name. Just like before, he spelled out carefully. "Dody Hartanto?"

DEG! Isn't that Salfa's father's name? How can there be this paper? Kinara's eyes blinked, fixed with his loyal hand holding onto the dull paper. He remembered what Vin said this morning. About santet. Is this all... Santet?

The glasses girl rubbed her hair with a heavy thread. Even now his glasses he came off because his fingers were massaging the base of the nose that was between the eyebrows, feeling his head suddenly felt heavy. Meanwhile, his other hand placed the origin of the paper on his lap. When the wind made the paper upside down, Kinara was shocked again by the small inscription on the bottom that escaped his observation. Immediately he put on his glasses again and read the writing.

"Widji Gayatri."

How to explain it, Kinara doesn't know. All he knew was that the oxygen around him was thinning from overwhelming shock. Mean what? The name was written with a black ballpoint pen, different from the writing that filled the front paper. But he saw a red thumb, like blood. Could it be, this is the sender?

Kinara doesn't know what to do. All his body is limp after finding the name Salfa and Dody, now more and more powerless after reading the name Widji Gayatri. Really, the girl just wanted to cry. Just crying.

With the rest of the strength he had, his hand moved taking something from his jacket pocket. That bracelet. Bracelet that has the initials W. Increasingly reinforces his assumption that W is Widji.

"Oh my God.." he said. Her tears were unstoppable. The girl didn't have enough defense to swallow her grief all round. "Oh my God, why is this so…? Why?"

The waves in front of him became a witness to the stuffing that escaped from his mouth. Even to wipe away the tears, he couldn't. As if it would be useless because anyway, the clear liquid would still go down along with an overwhelming sense of guilt. Kinara touched her chest, the center of the pain and tightness she felt. "Sal... Sorry I.." she said as she continued to cry.

Kinara stared pushyly at whichever point he saw. At the same time, one person made his eyes stifled to look there. Someone who stands far away. He scanned the man from top to bottom. All-black. Wearing a black mask, complete with sunglasses. That's where Kinara's cry subsided, even arguably immediately stopped. Replacing with unparalleled hatred. It seemed, for twenty-one years he lived, he had never hated anyone until what he was now.

Not knowing where the power came from, the girl stood up and faced straight towards the person who was also staring at her. His eyes were full of anger. A quick step led him to the man, complete with both hands clenched, one of which contained the dull paper earlier. For a while, they backed up at a close distance. Until, that person suddenly pulled Kinara closer and smothered her.

The girl who had not been able to digest things just immediately thrashed out with all her might, but that person did not give her the chance to make a sound because the handkerchief in her hand had been drugged. After Kinara was completely unconscious, the mysterious person immediately carried her towards her car which was not far from her current position.

No one knows because they are in a quiet place.

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"Gini, Mas-Mas, and his Ma'am. I didn't think it would happen like this myself. If I may suggest, stay away from the house. And what was his name—Suri? Don't be too trusted" said Mr. Beni.

He apparently realized the look of the only girl in the group that turned unpleasant. "Sorry, Ma'am. Not that it meant anything, but is it certain that Suri was sent along with her spiritual teacher?"

Salfa's brain automatically looked up to find answers to Mr. Beni's questions just now. After remembering everything, it felt only natural that the man thought so. You could say, Salfa did not know Suri so deeply. Moreover, Mr. Aji did not tell himself at all that sending guards.

"Sampeyan, did you ever ask Mr. Aji directly?" asked Mr. Beni again, which made Salfa spontaneously turn his head.

"No, Sir. During this time I never told you anything for fear of making my mother think. I have never called, just chat and tell if it is okay, so that at home was relieved. You see, we are all here also can not go home because of ship constraints," replied Salfa at length, to be immediately clear and not long-winded again. Mr. Beni is just a mangosteen.

After sipping coffee in a small cup until only the remaining coffee powder, Pak Beni observed the five young people. "Lho, isn't there two girls, Mas Naufal?" tanyanya.

Gopal was asked so immediately aware, of course shocked. The bells are the same. They immediately scanned the surroundings with a look that began to panic.

"The other one wants to be alone, sir," said Novaan later. "Maybe because of everything, he's frustrated."

"Oh. But it should be frustrating not to be left alone, Mas. Learn from experience yes, do not underestimate everything as long as you still do not know what you are dealing with" said Beni reminded. "Here, first sought the other mother. We're going to port now."

Everyone nodded too. But of course, hearing Mr. Beni's warning just now was like slapping them and reminding them of everything that happened. Soon they're out of the stall. Novan and Salfa walked first because they knew where Kinara was. The others, following behind.

The place where Kinara was alone was apparently invisible because of their limited eye view. The rental car covered it. At first, Salfa took it easy to walk with confidence and was about to call Kinara, however, after passing the car he realized that there was no one under the coconut tree he wanted to go.

"Well, where's Kinara?" ask anyone.

Novan and Vin, who were equally shocked, rounded their eyes. There really wasn't any Kinara there. "Where is he, Van?"

"Where do I know? Right here, exactly!" reply Novan who pointed to the place where he last saw Kinara sitting. His feelings immediately turned unpleasant at that very moment. It seems like one more drama has him and his friends going through. "KINARAAAA??!!"

There is no lawfulness.

"RA, WHERE ARE YOU, RA?!!" vin Sahut.

While Salfa was still silently shocked mixed in fear. His mind had already led to a no-no despite the many times he tried to fight. The girl simply held onto her turbulent chest. "Where's kinara?" it was slow, but could be heard by Genta.

The tall young man who noticed Salfa almost collapsing, swiftly caught him. "Eh, Sal?!"

Everyone turned to Salfa. Still in a state of standing assisted by Genta, Salfa found Suri's figure grimacing sinisterly towards him from behind the lush trees on the other side of the coast. As if his surprise about the missing Kinara was not enough, he was presented with an ominous sight where Suri's figure suddenly turned into a very scary one. His thin fingers slowly look longer because the nails are suddenly growing. Plus her beautiful face that turned into a very creepy and ugly. Complete with skin color that was originally pale white changed to black with bloody.

"SALME!!" he cried while pointing at the ghost of the impostor, his friends' eyes followed there but clearly they saw nothing but lush trees that only sunlight seemed reluctant to penetrate. "HE'S THE ONE WHO MADE ME ALMOST DROWN!! HE'S A CON!!"

The clapper was made to hold the hysterical Salfa. The girl spoke out in tears. He could only try to calm Salfa down, rubbing the girl's hair. His cry grew and Genta soon grabbed him. Salfa complied and cried on Genta's shoulder. I feel all the pain in everything that happens here.

How could he trust Suri? How could he be so stupid? Why didn't he just follow everything the ghosts said before leaving for this island? See now, Kinara was lost somewhere because of his stubbornness that continuously convinced himself to set out and fulfill his curiosity alone. What if something happens to your best friend? What will he say later? Why God, why is this so?

"Sal, calm down, Sal.." said Genta understandingly. For whatever reason he could not bear to see Salfa that way.

"Lo really, Ta. This is all because I trust Suri too much." Salfa replied still in the same position, while still crying.

Seeing that Novan's head almost broke. He clenched his hands in frustration, growling. He was a little bit away from the others. His eyes were still scanning the surroundings, hoping that from an unexpected direction Kinara suddenly appeared complete with reason. Novan could even confirm that if he found the girl, he would immediately run and hug her. "Where are you going, Ra?"

Apparently, Mr. Beni realized something was wrong because the five young people had not returned. With a run he followed to the place where Vin, Gopal, Genta, Novan, and Salfa were. Immediately greeted with an agitated look, plus Salfa who was crying, Mr. Beni immediately guessed.

"KINARAAAA…!!" chanted Vin who then moved away to find his female friend. Novan went with him, doing the same thing, shouting Kinara's name.

Only Gopal was held back because he felt unable to go far, or later it would be more troublesome. He only stayed in his position with Salfa who was still trying to be calmed by Genta.

"Where are you going, Mas Naufal?" asked Mr. Beni with a look that followed anxiously half-dead.

Gopal shook his head weakly. "Lost, Sir. Don't know where. He said it was here, but there was no one here."

"Duh Gusti.." reply Pak Beni who a second later darted, came looking with a vague memory capital because he met the girl named Kinara only once, that was already three days ago.

Salfa broke free from Genta's embrace, still weeping and fearing that he was sitting under the coconut tree originally occupied by Kinara. "Where, Ra…?" his murmur then closed, feeling the worry that rained down.

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Where'd Kinara go, guys? Can anyone guess what that mysterious person would do to him?

How's this part? The more exciting what makes you dizzy? Hopefully stay curious and continue to follow the continuation yes. I hope you always like :)

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