
Zea looked down not to answer anything, maybe doubt or maybe thrush? He prefers to scoop the fruit from Sagara's hands and look at it from a close distance in front of his eyes, "rich in tomatoes, but small?" ask her to give.
Like Zea, Saga did not answer Zea's question as a form of transfer. Clearly Zea was trying to avoid him, what was this? Is the girl trying to get away or worried?
"Enak...for the size of food that no more food besides," replied Dina long convoluted snake-rich wide from the end of the senen market to Sarinah back again to the senen market, and then again to the senen market, zea had devoured it in one throw and tasted the sweetness of the fruit.
The sound of the fruit broke in his mouth, his eyes immediately bought, "mmmhhhh! Very fruit!"
"Haha, saravv! It's fruit, you think it's tubers!" Clemira pushed Zea's head slowly. Sagara only showed his smile to see the interaction of the three girls.
Survival is not as easy as it looks, shithole! And even more difficult when the dark ambushed the clouds that were too heavy to bear the burden of cloudy now dropped the rain troops as slowly as possible.
"Eh rain huh!" Dina stood up and put her body under the tree where they were. Zea, Clemira and Sagara looked up, "water rain?" ask Zea chuckling.
"Yes, it's the machete rain!" dina Decak.
"Yeah, it's raining. This is a big tree to shelter.." said Zea.
Without being commanded again Sagara rushed to find high branches and wide leaves to just be used as an umbrella shelter.
"Why it's raining!" Clemira grumbles but doesn't mind helping Sagara, while there's nothing Zea can do now other than look at the three, especially the deft Sagara.
If it is raining outside, then in his heart there is a whipping wind of worry. He just knew the life of the real soldier, or maybe only a small part of it. All this time, he knew the life of the soldier was indeed a war, but never knew what war was like, what war was like, unlike in the game he played if injured and dead then it will come back to life.
"Zee!" he gasped in shock when Dina and Clemira had already touched his name aloud many times.
"Well, this is the real son of the jinn waiting for the forest!"
Clemira pulled her next hand and asked her to take shelter under the makeshift tent made by Saga, while the brother was still tying here and there to make the tent strong.
No bonfire warms the body for a while, it's really cold and wet.
But strangely enough, Dina and Clemira were already able to lean between the darkness of the night, no longer dark but like the world was engulfed in darkness.
Zea can feel the stillness of befriended sounds of night animals, including the nocturnal sounds of night rulers that make the feathers goosebumps.
"This is if there is anj in the forest how? If there's a snake." murmured Zea was in the middle between Dina and Clemira.
"Sister, you're sleeping."
Zea turned her head to the side, blocked by Clemira who was sleeping on Saga's shoulder.
"You're still worried about the fate of your comrades there? Or a cut on your arm, or worried that your brother might shoot you?" his smile was as if he was laughing.
"You haven't answered your brother's question yet, preferring to dodge, either" Sagara leaned his head back until now Zea could see the Saga jakun rising and falling while swallowing the difficult salivae.
Sagara now turns to look at the girl with clear eyes under the moonlight and the expanse of stars, maybe the rain has subsided to change the beauty of the actual night.
Now in Zea's eyes, he saw the man in full warrior uniform and had a sign of honor in some of those places talking from his heart.
"I don't know." The answer is short, obviously the word do not know is not the answer that Sagara wants.
"For so long, Zea knew only the outer side of a soldier. Zea knew that the duty of the soldiers was war, preserving the sovereignty of the country. But never knew that his task was this heavy, to bet his life." Zea paused her speech and chose to look up at the night sky.
"After thinking, Zea doesn't want you to look sadistic as the lifeline of the rebels or state rioters. Because obviously the choice was only two, killed and declared dead or killed if urgent."
Now Zea looked at Sagara with glaring eyes, "what....if every task of war is like this, then the sincere heart will lose must be number 2 after do'a? What if you don't kill then the choice is to get killed?" ask Zea again.
"What if later the couple has a mistake, then such an arrogant attitude will be carried away at home?" ask her seriously.
"What if one day Zea becomes a wife of a soldier, Zea must be ready to be left behind?" Zea catches Sagara with a variety of questions.
"It takes a tough woman with a roomy heart to accompany a soldier, Ze. All your questions, you can not answer without including evidence and testimony.if you want to know the answer, then.." jedanya.
"Hoummmm!"
Clemira moved to stretch her muscles that felt stiff.
"That's right!" moaning Zea brushed off the hands of Clemira the destroyer. Like the word if you eat already live gleserrrr...down to the stomach, this even stuck in the throat.
"What's? Pegel Ze.." grinned, as soon as he frowned looking alternately at the cloudy-faced Zea and Sagara, "why the hell?"
"Lo tuh rich rusty nails that spread people on the road tau ngga, stabs in the legs, disturb the smooth steps of people who use flip flops." The parable Zea gave was really not cool.
"Everyone wears flip-flops, so there's a nail on it."
"That doesn't mean peak." sewot Zea.
Clemira chuckled to see what her friend meant, "yes, I pretended to sleep again..."
"No, I want to sleep!" he insisted, immediately the girl made Dina's shoulder as a backrest, "Din," Zea's makeup made Dina open her eyes a little, "what?"
"Gue pinch your shoulder to lean on, yeah,"
Dina nodded, "don't you want a wider one, Ze?"
"Know who?" ask Zea.
"Know the road!" tukas Dina and Clemira compact then laugh including Saga.
"And alan, right!" her right arm immediately wrapped around Dina's arm and leaned there trying to close her eyes.
"Ze," said Saga.
"Hm," Zea simply replied with a mutter.
"If you want to know the answer, then we should try, Ze."
The two closed eyelids suddenly opened wide, the body he had rested on Dina back upright, Zea was surprised to make.
Clemira herself looked confused by the intention of her brother's words, "what the hell is trying?"
"Gga take it! Wicked!" sewot Clemira's.
Dina who was half conscious of the mamposs suddenly woke up to hear the evil word, "huh?! Where's villain?! Tease!" he reflexively lowered his head on the ground with a prostrate position protecting his head.
Zea grimaced to see the two half-conscious half-dream creatures, "if you two are still sleepy, than gini right?! Make a scene!" nagel Zea. This should be a romantic moment, but why does it look like a comedy sketch?
Zea glanced at Sagara who saw her waiting for an answer.
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