
"Hay guys! Abis perform kemaren, after fighting to the point of the end we want to be careless! Jajan-jajan, who knows here nemu cilok kuah mak Engkoy, cuzzz marii!" Iyang said with his current grandiose style can be arrogant little because last night received a trophy for their victory in the prestigious event.
Clemira laughed at the words of her friend.
"Cut ah! Not really you mah!" Zea pointed the camera back at her and at other friends on the city streets in the cold of the queen's morning.
The video pauses when they find the streetfood outlet they want to try.
"Mister, I want this.." show Clemira.
"How much?"
"Who wants hey?!" ask Iyang.
"Me!"
"Gue, Yang.." Zea answered her sash bag looking for money.
"1,2,3..5." Iyang.
It's showing 5 fingers to the bull seller, "four!" zea pushed his head and even the salesman laughed, "the real one! Don't be shy bird garuda, have citizens like this!"
That's a short video that Zea uploaded on his social media at 9 am local time, it means in the country already at 4 pm.
Zea sat next to Clemira who was holding her waffle but the owner was busy exchanging messages with someone who knew who.
"Who the hell?" zea asked at last to open a voice so curious. Clemira keeps her phone off her best friend's radar, "don't worry! Ntar Cle tell you what!" the sewot hastily put his phone in a sling bag.
Zea thunts, "cooker! Ray's son is stingy!"
"Ntar Cle tells the story, Milah. Promise me!" Clemira showed her two fingers in the air making Zea squint her eyes in doubt.
"Yes promise? If your legs suddenly limp?!" threaten Zea's. Clemira shuddered, "ih amit-amit! That's it, too, Milah." Yeah." Clemira chose to eat her waffle afraid of hunting grabbed by the city pigeons plus struck Iyang.
"Ze. I like someone else!" Clemira widened her smile making her friend grimace in horror, "cocky smile you cringe the hell Cle, fall in love what nahan bok3r?! Pffttt hahaha!" Zea spouted her laughter.
"That alan, serious people are even being swiped, yes if you don't want to know!" Clemira.
"Grab, yes yes sorry-sorry! Who's the guy?!" Zea raised her eyebrows while leaning her curious face.
"He's handsome.." Clemira replied, Zea nodded, "heem..."
"He's working."
Zea rounded her eyes while raising both eyebrows as high as a star, "huh? Adults, gentlemen, om-om?"
Clemira clucked, "the horror first!"
"OK-okay, sorry!" Zea chews on her waffle.
"Still young." Nod Clemira steady, "jagoan. Can fight..." Clemira's eyebrow swoops convincingly making Zea more curious, "continue? Athletic wrestling?"
"No," Clemira shook her head, "she can fly. Noolongin people, keep the peace."
"The army that works in the sky?" zea asked, but Clemira shook her head, and the girl frowned, smelling the scents of evil.
"But unfortunately...." Clemira.
"Why?" Zea was disappointed.
"He was wearing a cawettt outside his pants." continued Clemira, Zea's face immediately sour while Clemira spouted her laughter, "it's superman the alan!"
"Review lo Cle!"
Clemira laughed though in her mind confirming Zea's answer, "later Cle told me, Surely, Ze." Clemira muttered as Zea was gone.
Zea is passing her breath now, she's going home proud today.
*Udah to take off, wait for Zea to come home! 😍*
Zea sent me a picture of her at the airport.
*Mi, Zea wants to take off. Do'ain home safely ❤*
Zea sends her picture with Maysa's bripka there to Rieke's mama, in case she'll take off any minute and turn off her phone.
Zea and her friends lined up there, "anyone left behind or went to the toilet?" ask Ms. Wangi.
"Luck Yang!" dina Pinta.
Iyang again counted the heads of his friends, "it is fitting ma'am, 12 people.16 was the same mother, father, aide Zea, Biyang!" answer Iyang.
"Sip! We're taking off, no one's splitting up!"
"Ze, we're in the last line." Bripka Maysa held Zea to keep her from going.
"Yes aunt. Yes, Zea is nowhere." replied Zea.
Commercial airmen who boarded them to the country of the white lion to transit before the homeland not only hitchhiking Desta X troupe, but there are other passengers, and quite a lot of this time.
They flew towards the white lion country, for a while.
"Zea is going to the bathroom, auntie." he asked, while others filled his stomach first at the coffee and bread booth at the airport of the white lion.
"I'm with you." Both went to the toilet.
At around 10 pm local time, Zea and friends had to return to take off to the archipelago.
"Ze, come on!" Clemira waved her hand. Zea runs next to Bripka Maysa.
Brakkk's.
"Eh, sorry.sorry." Bripka Maysa accidentally hit a man among 3 men with a national face, probably the eastern part, because he was black.
"Eh, sorry-sorry."
"What a kaka. Are you a unitary republican?" her question, Bripka Maysa nodded, "again sorry. Excuse me first!" his nod immediately ran after Zea.
"Hm. The police.." muttered one of them.
All three entered the queue to the same plane as the Desta X troupe.
# Bismillah take off. I'm home red white...
Such was the status of the last Zea wa when he was on the bench with Clemira. The tired faces were already drawn from the girl wearing the bottle's green Desta X jacket.
Sagara who is ready to rest see the last status of Zea.
He smiled as he imagined when Zea arrived in the capital, so he would ask to meet and ask about a taste, is it still the same for Sagara? Was Zea willing to adapt to the lives of her soldiers? If the answer is yes, then he will not wait long to strengthen his relationship and Zea.
"Goodbye home, Ze. Do'a brother is with you..." Saga put her phone on the nightstand.
An *marshaller* has moved to guide the pilot so that the fuselage does not crash or damage, ATC staff guide the pilot from a wireless connection.
The plane's lights flickered, indicating the bird's iron muzzle was ready to maneuver in the air.
"Bismillah," ma'am Wangi arranged her sitting position and closed her eyes.
Slowly the plane's wheels lifted off the runway and folded in, Zea's body was slightly shaken by the take-off process and a second later the slow shaking disappeared.
Only about 30 minutes into the night sky, the peaceful silent voice had to suddenly turn into chaos and tension.
"Everyone raise their hands up!"
*dorrr*!
One shotgun blast hit the plane's bathroom door, leaving everyone on board dumbstruck, including Zea.
"Yeah...! Aaaa!" screams some, especially on the plane there are toddler passengers, they also cry because of this situation.
"What's that?!"
"Astagfirefull!"
"Oh my God!"
"DIAMMMM! EVERYBODY!" yell them at random and random guns.
Bripka Maysa immediately gripped the gun on her waist looking back. But apparently the status of Bripka Maysa is already known by some people who are suspected of being plane hijackers.
"Lift your hands up, take out the weapons you have! Hurry along!" the muzzle of the long-barreled gun was pointed to the front of Bripka Maysa's face, just behind Zea.
"Tante.." said Zea.
"OKAY. I eject. But no one gets hurt here..." Bripka Maysa was forced to pull out his gun in a pinned position like this.
"Relax Ze..don't panic.." she asked Zea who was staring in fear.
"*Alahh gening, mamawa pestol the aunty*.." muttered Iyang who sat in front of Zea, he was even close to bedwetting because of this gripping situation, he said, how not apparently there are 5 fully armed people on board this plane. (albeit, bring the gun with the aunt)
Clemira immediately held onto Zea's hand which was both cooling and sweating.
Maysa put his gun down and kicked it towards one of the hijackers who pointed at him.
Zea blinked, "and you. Get off the bench!"
"No. He got out I got out!" Maysa held Zea's body with her arm as Zea was about to obey.
"Hhhhh!" Zea took a deep breath as the muzzle of the weapon suddenly stuck to the temple of Maysa and herself.
"Zeez..Ze.." Clemira's reflex gripped her best friend's hand, not wanting anything to happen to her.
"According to or am I shooting dead?!" threaten her.
"Jay! The pilot is overpowered." said another extending the neck from the direction of the cockpit.
The driver nodded, "boss report, the plane is overpowered.The target status has been disabled."
Zea closed her eyes for a moment and moved her foot over her bench.
*Mami, Zea is sorry that Ze can't go home.
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Noted :
\* mashaller: aircraft parking attendant.
\* ATC: air traffic controller, guide and guide the aircraft ranging from aircraft parking movements to navigators and so on.
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