
The glare started to disturb my sleep. I worked my eyes, and tried to adjust to this sunlight.
"Sunshine?
Holy hooch! I'm misfortune! No morning prayers!" pekikku in my heart.
I sat on the bed, and looked in all directions.
How deserted? On where to??
Having just experienced the panic of waking up, someone opened the door of the room and Radit appeared with a tray of fried rice and a glass of milk.
"Eh the princess is awake" he said, then sat down next to my bed.
"Why did you bring food here, Dit? Why am I not built? No morning prayers! Where's Kiki's Mba Alya?" many streak.
"You'll be sick again.yeah I take breakfast here," he said while giving a glass of milk that is still warm.
"ill? Who's sick?" many confused.
But I drank the milk for a few sips.
"Where? Doesn't it feel like? I made you know," he said proudly with a smile.
"Coke. Tasty. A lot of times, Dit," I said.
"What the hell doesn't do to you," he pleaded.
I pinched his stomach because of the anxiety. "In the morning it's a big deal!"
"Eh, but what are you? Haven't you done it yet? Why are you sleeping outside? You sleep on the road?" radit asked as he placed the back of his hand on my forehead. Maybe check if I still have a fever or not. I felt a little uncomfortable this morning. But I didn't know I was sick.
"Huh? I slept outside? Any time?" I'm back trying to remember last night.
Oh my gosh, really! I slept outside, on Grandma's lap.
"Eh ... So you're the one who brought me into the room?" ask me who just realized that I am now in the room, but as I recall, I slept in the front yard.
"hey are. Who else tried. Good thing I found out, not the kidnapper," he joked.
I shut up, then moved.
But Radit was arrested.
"Where are you going, Tha?" ask Radit.
"Om Wayan's still home, right?"
"still. Breakfast again," replied Radit while looking at me confused.
I got out of the room, followed by Radit.
Until the dining room, om Wayan looked at me while continuing to eat.
"Breakfast first, Dek," said brother Arden.
"Later," I replied indifferently and then immediately approached to om Wayan.
"Tha? why the hell?" brother Arden held my hand. I didn't answer Arden's question. Even keep getting closer to Om Wayan's chair.
"Of... The doll .. throw it far away," My request is serious.
Om Wayan stopped eating and looked at me. Not long smiling.
"Yes, Tha. I want to take it away. Sorry yes, you are bullied yes semalem," guess om Wayan.
"You're bullied, Tha? why not wake up brother?" ask brother Arden, worry .
"Yes. Next time wake me up, Tha. If there's anything. Your pantes are sleeping outside. But you're not papa, are you?" ask Radit worried.
"I was confused, did not know what to do, kept even out. uh met Eyang Lestari," I explained.
"Who is Lestari?!" ask Radit and brother Arden together.
Incidentally in this dining room there were only them. The other friend's friend doesn't see the trunk of his nose. Maybe you went for a walk or went to the beach. So the only ones in the dining room are Wayan, Arden, me and Radit.
Om Wayan seemed silent, smiled for a while and then moved from his seat.
"If it's safe, Tha. Yes, I want to work first. You are good at home.if you want to go by car, then you will be accompanied by Mr. Nyoman. Incidentally there are 2 cars. You can wear it. Om let me use the motor later," explained om Wayan, then go to his room to get ready for the office.
I sat in my chair, still thinking about last night.
Suddenly Radit was sitting next to me with a plate of fried rice earlier.
"Eat first, Tha, "he said softly.
I just nodded and ate, because I was hungry as well.
Brother Arden then approached and touched my forehead like Radit had with his palm. Mouths muttering. I don't know what spell I'm in, but I think when Arden's brother touches my forehead, there's a warm, comfortable sensation.
"Udah, eat now" orders Arden.
I finished my breakfast with Radit and Brother Arden. While planning a road event today. It is agreed, if we go to Tanah Lot first. He said Kiki wanted to go there. We finished breakfast, and when everyone had returned from the morning walk, we were ready to leave.
By boarding 2 cars we went to accompany Mr. Nyoman. Because our innate is also quite a lot. You need extra space behind the car.
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Until we are at our destination. The trip does not feel long, because the view is quite beautiful. Shady and shady. After the car was parked, we got off one by one.
Mr. Nyoman also came with us down. So the tour guide for us today. Mr. Nyoman who is native to Bali, is quite hapal about the ins and outs of all places in Bali. Pretty free.
We were then invited to the location of Tanah Lot. But alas, at that time the sea water was high, so we could not go to the small island in Tanah Lot.
Well, it's enough to just look at it from a distance. It made us wonder what was there. According to the myth there is a mystical snake on the small island. If a woman is coming by the moon, she cannot set foot there.
However, we did not forget the photos around the beach.
I walk on the beach, playing with the sea. Look for any sea water animals that may be stranded there.
Whoa, there's a starfish? Tumbens.
I took the starfish that was washed up on the shore, and I put it in my palm. I have not seen sea stars for a long time, because we have also rarely been recreational to the beach like this. My sister and I used to play on the beach when I was on vacation with my mom and dad. But since we started growing up, recreational events seem to be a difficult agenda to realize.
I think I'll just return it to the sea. Because the habitat is there. Abstinence for me to take the marine biota and take it home for collection. Poor them.
As I was about to walk some distance to the sea, from the tail end of my eyes, I felt that someone was watching from the right.
I turned my head in that direction, and there was indeed a man who might be 35 years old. He stood up while watching me.
I hurriedly put the starfish into the water and walked away, immediately joining the other friend.
Sometimes I look back where that person was. But when I got it again, he was gone. How strange.
I circulated my gaze looking for where his figure was now, but I found him nowhere.
"Tha? Why?" asked Radit who was standing behind me.
"Mh... No papa, Dit." I'm still curious, keep looking for the whereabouts of the guy.
"What are you looking for?"
"Mh... Once rich there were people who thought I kept. Serem deh way to eatin' it."
"Cowok??"
"Yes, boys. But really fast, yes," I said.
"Yes, yes, yesarin." Radit then took me after the others. They plan to go and continue to other tourist attractions.
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"Tomorrow, Tha," Radit asked and immediately withdrew my hand. We will ride a crowded banana boat.
Mr. Nyoman just sat there waiting for us.
After wetting a banana boat, Radit took me on a jetski.
I hugged him, while the others were the same. Only Alya's mom didn't come. Finally brother Arden joined Dedi.
"Roman!" my screams.
I'm afraid he's riding this jetski so fast.
"What??"
"Slow."
"Can't! Not cool dong if this ride slowly. Relax, there I am. It won't sink" he said by slowing down the jetski's pace.
But just breathing out of my breath he was spurting again at the same speed as before.
I screamed back and whined for him to come down. Radit laughed, glad to see me panicking.
When I got to the beach, I beat him up because I was upset. While others are still at sea with their jetski. I feel like I can't stand it, dizzy.
"Sorry, Tha ... Sorry yeah. You're funny," he said.
"Babelle!" I turned him around and I left him there.
I walked towards Mr. Nyoman and Mba Alya who were waiting for us.
Mba Alya smiles seeing me irritated by the radit earlier.
"Nih, drink first.your throat is dry for sure, yelling screams continuously." said mba Alya while thrusting young coconut ice.
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After changing clothes, we went to Pura Luhur Uluwatu.
Because it is located on a rock hill, we can see the expanse of the open ocean.
Wow, it is very beautiful while enjoying the sunset here accompanied by the sound of waves crashing into the cliff below us.
I got the cardigen I was wearing, because the wind was a bit strong.
And again Radit took off his jacket if he had seen me like this.
"Wear it, the wind is big." she immediately put her jacket on to me, no matter who only wears short-sleeved shirts. Even if I refuse it is also impossible, he will continue to force. I'm tired, I'm afraid of the same debate he has now, and the sight before me makes me forget my annoyance at him earlier.
We were all silent and occasionally took photos here.
The atmosphere is a bit different here. How is that.
I saw that guy again. The one I saw in Tanah Lot.
How can I meet again, huh? Is it weird? Maybe he's a tourist like me.
"Oh my God!" screeched Radit while looking far beside me. I automatically looked, and so did the others.
"Why, Dit?" my many.
"Eum.. Mistakenly look at me yes," he said and then again saw the open sea in front of us.
But his movements are strange.
"Dith!! Why??" ask brother Arden.
"No papa. uh, let's just go yuk. Maghrib, right? You guys don't pray?" it was like trying to divert this conversation.
"Yes, yuk. Revoke. We want to go to GWK will also run out of this," said Doni then we started to leave from where we were standing earlier.
I looked again at the direction Radit was looking at just now. But I didn't meet anything.
What the hell did he see? How does it feel to be so scared?
"Yuk." Radit pulled my still dumb hand.
We pray Maghrib first and then we continue to GWK (Garuda Wisnu Kencana).
All the tourist attractions in Bali always amaze us.
Here was the same, and there happened to be a kecak dance performance here, and we also watched in person. We usually just watch this on TV. Actually, it was in Uluwatu there was also a kecak dance, but keburu Radit told us to leave quickly so we finally watched here.
Next we went to Jimbaran for dinner at one of the fish cafes by the beach.
It is famous for the Jimbaran grilled fish. This culinary tour starts from the initiative of the fishing village in Jimbaran that sells their fish in the form of fish smoked using coconut coir. Fumigation makes the fish mature perfectly, compared to grilled fish using a large fire that often only makes the outside dry while the inside is still less mature. This smoked fish is served with sambal matah or sambal that uses raw ingredients. Before the culinary tour of grilled fish Jimbaran known to the international world.
We ate it voraciously this time, probably because we were tired and indeed the taste of the grilled fish was delicious making some more requests to go.
"God! Gradually just as thinly different," I muttered while looking at Radit who was eating in front of me.
"You don't be surprised by Radit. If you are in front of the grilled fish, you will be dicuekin.. hahaha," said Dedi.
"Oh that?? More picky fish grilled weigh me??" I asked as I stared at Radit.
He stopped eating and smiled.
"It's not so, honey. You're the main one. Really. I'm just a real laper, so you'll be, yes" he said with a cry.
"Huu.. Don't believe it, Tha. Tombal ni son," taunted Dion.
"Whisper you."
After the meal was over, we went straight home. Because it was late too. We were also very tired all day.
Until the house turned out to be Wayan has not returned.
We went into our rooms and took the toiletries. Because it is impossible to sleep with the condition of the sticky body gini.
While waiting for the queue. I tried asking Radit what he saw.
Because Radit's no fear of his same people. At least if the same astral beings, that's not all. Except for the really terrible and dangerous.
He's talking to Arden's brother on the front page. I sat between the two of them. They end her slide, and let me sit.
"God... What the hell did you see?" ask directly.
"Yes really. Just wanted to ask." brother Arden agrees with me.
Radit was silent for a moment and then looked up.
"But don't tell me anything else. Promise you know," he whispered.
We both nodded in spirit.
"I see leak."
The deg!!
"Seriously??" asked Brother Arden a little screamed in shock.
"Ssssttt" Radit shut Arden's mouth for fear of sounding something else.
Well, everyone knows what a leak is and how dangerous this creature is.
My feelings are not good.