AWAKENED
Twenty: A Guide By Directive

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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......

Having nothing on the coast, the five people in the car are now turning their way to places they haven't been. That was when Vin pretended to put on a troubled face. The young man kicked his feet on his stool, making all his friends look at each other clueless.

"Stop, Ta!" vin said before one of them could throw him a question.

Genta according to the feeling, Vin is very sad. Just when the car pulled over and the engine was turned off, Vin immediately got out of there. Followed by the others immediately. Still looking confused at the young man who is now kicking innocent pebbles on the side of the road.

"Vin, why the hell?" ask Novan without waiting.

Vin turned his head, fixed with his restless face. "Gue get off here, you guys just walk."

"HA?" shocked Salfa, Genta, Novan, and Gopal in unison.

I heard Vin clucking at all of them. "Serious cave. I feel like my head is about to break you know?! I need some alone time!"

Hearing that, of course, there was no sound because everyone was still trying to digest what Vin had just said. Is that true? Kinara still hasn't met, this Vin even wants to go alone?

"If there's anything the same, Vin?" ask Salfa later. "As Beni said, learn from the past. You can't go alone."

"Gue's okay, Sal. Shame on my tattoo if I can't take care of myself," replied Vin as his hand patted his chest. All his friends knew that there was a tattoo.

Genta saw the look of Vin who looked convincing, it seems that his friend was indeed able to take care of himself. He glanced at Novan and Gopal who were still silent. They can both see the look of Vin who is not playing games. It is clear that the jayus in this group is only Gopal, second to none.

"Lo's sure right but?" gopal asked in the end, confirming once more.

"Related. Time has been sophisticated times, easy to tell mah. I also know the way back," replied Vin still trying to convince. He really needs time alone to solve the riddle of a hotel room.

After fondling, the three young men resigned to release Vin in accordance with the wishes of his friend. Unlike Salfa who still looks unwilling Vin separated from them this time. His roar was obviously very heavy-hearted, and Vin understood that. He came closer and pulled the girl's nose.

"Gue can take care of himself, Nyet. Don't worry."

Salfa's mouth turned sullen after feeling his nose ache. "Open the hell, jaudah, yaudah, sana. But remember, take care of yourself. If there is anything directly connect us-us. Wanna?"

Vin sighed softly with a brief smile. Such an expression of Salfa was already an everyday meal for him. Meanwhile, Novan's voice broke the atmosphere. "Lo, what the hell, Vin. Pake tugging at Salfa's nose again? Don't you see Genta is already a rock next to you?"

Hearing that, Vin automatically turned his head ninety degrees facing Genta. "Again, Ta! I don't mean swear!"

Genta only glanced at it with his cold expression. "Lebay, who's jealous?"

"Who said you were jealous?" sahut Gopal start jayus. "Nobody said it was here. You brought the word jealousy."

Silently, Genta also felt to be the most stupid person in this world. He then turned to look at Salfa who highlighted himself also with a bad taste. "What the hell, even a lot of talk here. Kinara hasn't seen you yet!" salfa hatch.

Without further ado, Salfa immediately walked into the car. After closing the door, he set the position so that his face was invisible to the four youths who were still outside. Little smile was on his back, but he immediately held it. It would be unfair if he felt happy when Kinara was not knowing where.

Genta, Gopal, and Novan followed. Now they only live four. Novan immediately sat on the front bench next to Genta, while Gopal returned to the original bench next to Salfa. Before running the car, they had time to wave to Vin who returned a wave of their hands. The young man seemed to smile as a greeting at once as a form of convincing his friends that he would take good care of himself, until later returned to them.

"Gue will not return before finding Kinara, guys," muttered Vin while looking at the car that was getting away.

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The high-postured young man came down in front of the entrance of a hotel, because all that could go down in front of the lobby was a private vehicle. The taxi he had just been riding left right after the door closed again. Just two steps Vin walked, but the phone in his pocket rang, keeping him stuck.

On the screen, the name of the hero is displayed. Makes Vin a little surprised because it's not usual for the boy to call him. "Hello, Wir?"

"Hello, Bang Vin? Are you the same as my brother?"

Vin cringing. "Si Salfa?" stupid tanya. What's his name if not stupid? Already understand the answer but still pelt the question. For a moment, Vin felt very unreasonable.

"Yes, who else?" reply Hero from across there with a sewot tone that can be captured clearly by Vin. That makes him grimace. The hero is back to sound. "He's the same, right?"

How answer? Vin felt confused, because the current position was not with his friends. However, to look for an excuse even longer, the young man also realized that there was someone across the phone waiting for his answer.

Sure enough, Wira returned. "Hello, Bang?"

Vin also cleared his throat, clearing his throat as well as starting sentences. "Yes, yes, hello? I'm not the same kid, Wir. They walk alone, I'm in a rented house." Yeah."

"Lied."

Instantly, Vin was instantly stunned. This guy, you know where? Immediately he averted his eyes, glaring around. Since then he was on the phone while walking to the hotel lobby, you could say it was quite far from the highway. Why is his lie still being read?

"So, you're not the same as my brother, Bang?" ask the hero again.

"e-don't. I'm on my own," Vin replied a little nervously as he was still astonished.

"OK, okay. Did you tell him he made my phone call? Thanks, Bang."

Vin only answered with a short deheman, and Wira turned off the connection. Immediately remembering his original purpose here, Vin put his phone back in his pocket. Accelerate the steps so that it can immediately solve everything. Hoping to actually find something in room 037.

When he entered, Vin headed straight to the receptionist who greeted him kindly. His memory remembers what happened that day, and now he knows, it's a different receptionist. The young man guessed that the receptionist did not know that he had ever made any inconvenience at this hotel.

"Can you help me, sir?"

Sir? Which really is? Vin just keeps it in his heart. If only what was called so Gopal, it was finished the person in front of him was sprayed with a typical Gopal scolding. Fortunately it was him.

"Room 037, empty isn't it, Mas?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, have you been here before?"

"It."

"See, I check."

While waiting, Vin fingers play on a high table which is at the same time a barrier between visitors and receptionists. He glanced at the man in front of him who was busy checking out for nothing. What Vin saw, the man frowned. After a while, move to the lock section.

The receptionist turned back to Vin. "I'm sorry, Mas. It's on the computer, the writing is still under renovation, but the key is there. Data's ambiguous. I asked you first, huh?"

"Huh? Renovations?" surprised Vin. Isn't that supposed to be the room he used with Gopal? What happened to that room?

"Yes, Mas. If it's not wrong, yesterday someone went in there. Ruffled the room, looking for nothing. Nothing in the hotel is missing, yes. But it's all messy."

Vin was made to not understand. But he had no other guesses but that mysterious person. Maybe there really is something left there. Damn, he missed a step. He's kecolongan.

"Shit!" slowly swear.

"What's going on, Mas? Still want that room? if so, let me ask."

"Please ask, yes."

"Mas Sofyan, don't stay dhisik yo? I arep takon Pak Bambang about the room sing renovated ilu you know, wes finished opo durung." (Mas, I live first huh? I'd like to ask Mr. Bambang about the renovated room, it's finished what not.)

His partner immediately looked in wonder. "Lho, opo’o emang? Room 037 iku ta?" (Lho, why is it? Is room 037?)

"Come, Mas. Wes dhisik yo, iku lo Mas-mas’e bergenteni." (Yes, Mas. Already yes first, it's Mas-mas again waiting.)

The focus of someone named Mas Sofyan also turned to peek forward, right, there was a young man waiting. No stranger to him, he still remembers. It was the entourage that night, her mind. He rushed forward, meeting the young man.

"Sorry, Mas. This is the group at the time, right?" ask without further ado. Prayers answered. He did expect to meet one of the six people at that time because there were important things that he had to tell. "Alhamdulillah, Gusti. I can meet one of them."

Confused, Vin answered accordingly. "meaning?"

"The same with Mas's troubled friends, right? Who left here after paying the damages?"

"Yes, right. Why?"

Sofyan returned to the back room. Ripped through his small bag and rushed to meet the young man earlier. He handed over a key with a black hanger that he found the night the young man in front of him to this hotel. He did happen to help settle there because of the lack of housekeeping power because visitors are full, routine things done when the room after use. At that time, he accidentally found it near a flower pot on the balcony.

"I found this, Mas. I thought, this has a party of sampeyans occupying that room. That's why I wish I'd met one of you."

Vin received it with mixed feelings because his prejudices were fused with confusion. "We rented three rooms. Which room is this in?"

"037."

DEG! Vin. His brain was like he was putting together a puzzle at this moment. If this is found in the room, while the other receptionist said that the room after the intruder entered, then it is likely that this belonged to the mysterious person. That's right, the intruder was none other than W.

"Just yesterday, there was an intruder in the room" said Mas Sofyan again. "But strangely, Mas, when seen on CCTV, the intruder looked the same as the mysterious person who came to the room along with the troupe to come."

"So he came twice?" tanya Vin, replied a nod. He should not waste the opportunity to take the lead. His head lowered, spelling the writing there once again after he had read it. "The Diverse Community of Souls."

"Mas," call Mas Sofyan then. Actually he hesitated to say it, but when else would he take off that burden if not now. "Be careful."

Not understanding, Vin looked questioningly. "meaning?"

"When the six of you left this hotel, I saw something following you. It's up to Mas to believe it or not, but the ghost, his face flat. He walks behind you, keeps following."

"This one... indigo?" vin asked full of probes, and replied a nod. Vin then extended his hand kindly. "I'm Vin, from Jakarta."

"I'm Sofyan," the receptionist replied, introducing herself.

Meanwhile, the other receptionist has returned. News that the room has not been renovated. The movement then nimbly takes the existing key to be moved to a special place as a differentiator. There, Vin then decided to resign with what he got. Maybe this is how God helps her. Because it is not possible to enter there, the clue was given through Mas Sofyan.

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The second taxi Vin took dropped him off at a place he got on the internet. When he got out of the hotel, he immediately wrote down the name of the community. Now, he has come to the next step of his goal. I wish I could find that W.

Four men were sitting there, with the same shirt. It seems like there was a meeting at that place. Vin suspects it might be a community gathering event.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Yes, Mom?" reply to one of them. "What do you need?"

"Sit down, sit down, Mas" said the others while bringing the bench closer to Vin. The young man nodded and sat down.

Vin glanced at his watch. It's afternoon. He cannot linger because it is soon night. Darkness, obviously will make it difficult for him in the search for which direction is still unclear.

"Fathers, I want to ask you something. Here, there's a community member whose initials W are not, huh?"

Realizing his silly-looking question, Vin scratched the back of his head that wasn't itchy from the preoccupation. The least the young man could afford to do was string the words together. Moreover, finding the strange gazes of the four people, made him even more excited.

"Why is that, my friend? W mah a lot here, huh?" reply to one of them while chuckling. Seemed completely unthinkable on Vin's question. "There's Wisono, Wibowo, Waluyo, Wafda, who else, absent!"

Others laughed, as if that was a funny thing. Seeing everything like that, Vin forced himself to laugh. "Maha."

One more person came out of the house with a community name banner on the front. Vin found the person staring unwell, in fact, sat next to no greetings at all. Different from the four Fathers who are with him at this time.

Vin ruffled his hair in frustration, choosing to take the key out of his pocket, complete with a silver bracelet. "I'm sorry, sir. So look, I'm taking a walk on the beach. Well, this nemu," he said while showing the two items to one of them.

"The idea is that the initials are W, so I asked that," he continued.

Thankfully, Vin's brain was shaving an alibi. If it is fixed, logic can work optimally. He was waiting for the fathers to observe him.

"Lho, is this not the key to Widji's house? Yesterday he came this nanyain, tho?" said one of them.

"Yes kayaknya. Widji also said that the keys to his house are given community key chains," said another.

After being convinced, the fathers changed their original focus to the bracelet and key, so to Vin. "It's like Widji's, Mas. He's a new member of this community. It hasn't been a month, has it?" he then asked the others, and answered a nod in unison.

Since one familiar name was mentioned, Vin's chest somehow felt tight. Even so, he still tried not to think in that direction, because after all, the person named Widji in this world is not just his father Kinara, right?

"Can I have the address?" ask Vin then.

"Leave it here, Mas. We'll give it to the guy."

"Not what, sir. I too am the one who found. Let me give you that."

One of them then nodded, then entered briefly to get a map containing data of all community members. After getting what he was looking for, the father gave it to Vin. For whatever reason, it feels like Vin's chest is being completely bombarded. The name and photos displayed on the page he was currently seeing were true of Kinara's father. Oh God.

"Mas, how dumb?" the voice resuscitated Vin, after which he quickly photographed the address, trying to swallow that overwhelming feeling of anger and shock.

The young man's eyes then caught the suspicious movements of the person who had originally closed the door. From the beginning, the person had been looking at him sharply, moreover, it was more and more piercing when he took out two objects from his pocket earlier. His passion for watching detective films, made him quite good at carrying himself. Although he did not seem to be paying attention to the person, but every movement, he could observe through the corner of the eye. The man slowly moved away, and when the distance to follow was safe enough, Vin followed.

"Yes, gentlemen, thank you very much" he said before leaving and shaking their hands one by one.

Vin's steps slowly followed in which direction the man had gone. And from one corner of the intersection between the houses, the man made a turn. Vin immediately ran small by arranging the sound of his footsteps in such a way. When he reached the intersection, there was a sound of a punch.

Dukk!!

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Vin is so cool that there is no medicine. He broke his own dong. You must have a new idol now, right? My why! Wkwk

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