Interludes
The Love Adoration 1

Love is like a seed. It will only grow and bloom on the right soil. With the appropriate nutrients and water, it will grow into a tree with sturdy roots that plunge into the earth. High towering with lush branches and twigs that shade.

Then there will be a breeze, a boisterous thin bird that perched to be slammed and some insects and animals slither making nests on it. When the rain soaks the earth becomes a protector for the life with him, even just shelter from the cold teeth. When the drought arrives, the tree of love adjusts itself, removing some dry leaves so that the life with it can survive. And when the storm hits, all the joints of love shoulder to shoulder strengthen themselves, trying to stay upright even though the wind blows around like a vortex.

Roots will try to grip deeper into the earth, even the smallest and weakest roots will issue its ability to remain attached to the ground. Dahan will try to follow the dance of the baby who is stalking him as if ready to break the tree. And sometimes it's okay to let some of the branches break if it can satisfy the tantrums of the wind.

That is what Love is. It should be like Love.

Cabin Mountain Stone

Mini truck with double handle roaring lightly tread the hiking path, a little steep and rocky. Inside were five passengers of similar age, and a driver who drove a truck like he was observing the blood vessels in his hand, he was born for it.

The middle-aged woman advanced a tough mini truck while occasionally humming and smiling lightly. Among the boisterous random conversations of the five passengers who did not stop were astonished by the scenery along the way.

" The Mba is cramped in front, it can stop there" a slightly hoarse voice from the backseat burst out. About thirty meters in front there is a curuk with lush trees and there is a place to park there.

Amira turned on the left cent light asking for a way to pull over, although that was not necessary. No other vehicles there or anyone else. But it's the usual habits and procedures, who can resist the reflexes of a correct habit, even if sometimes it's a little silly.

After pulling over and stopping perfectly, Amira turned the key child fixed in the On position so that the stop light remained on. She simply smiled as she fixed the position of the hijab covering her head and neck. It was a scarf with a unique motif. From the shoulder down she was wearing her official little office clothes.. Jeans jackets that cover long sleeved loose shirts and scrapped jeans with the toe curled in a pair of boots are dull brown but slightly sangar. Of course it was the outstanding and eccentric appearance of a mid-forties woman. His comfortable appearance made no one want to miss his sight. Not with all five passengers at the moment.

The hoarse voice hurriedly jumped out of the car, and immediately ran towards the cruk and continued to the back of the thickets of shrubs and trees. The others laughed. Bowo keblet pee.

Andi follows. "tightness." he said before disappearing behind a lush bush in a different direction.

The crud twenty years ago was still in the flow of water from a height of almost thirty meters. The waterfall that bursts between the towering big trees and collides with the chirping of birds and forest insects. Now leaves the seepage of water and the crust of green moss here and there, as well as a slightly disturbing silence.

Two female crew members got out of the car and tried to observe the worse. Chika is short-haired, with a stocky body for girls and Viennese as thin as a little with a triangular hijab with the ends tied around the neck. Both of them early thirties.And another who looks frugal with his voice. Sitting next to Amira, she scanned the surroundings by taking out the Camera and started shooting from inside the car. It seemed to be the leader of that small group. Bang Seno they called it. also when shaking Amira's hand. On the sweet day his left hand curled the ring, asserting his seniority and standing in that team.

"Mba Amira, where are we..? Bang Seno broke the silence that came from the admiration of the five of them with the scenery around the ugly.

"we live through a circular uphill road leading to.to it" Amira pointed her index finger and gaze at the cluster that looks colorful among the solid greenx at 03:00.

It was a view of Rahadopi village that was scaled by a steep green valley full of mystery below them. Seno exited the car cabin, taking pictures of the village from where it stands with various angles. He looks very good with his camera.

Bowo and Andy have returned from their wishes, relief radiating from their slightly silly facial features. Chika and Winapun ended their admiration for the curuk who lived green moss and black stone steps towering cold and a little horror.

"Mba Amira has lived here for a long time"..Vienna asked enthusiastically

Amira smiled, she recalled going back a few years.

"Sdh 6 years I live here.don't worry .. according to the contract.I will also be a guide around the island for the purposes of mba mba and mas mas mas kemari."

"Siiip Mba Amira.that is also our hope"This time Bg Seno who spoke. Amira gave a small nod with a smile to confirm her promise.

"I mean..Mba may have had this ugly image while still draining water from its top" asked Vienna

Amira pondered a little, though,

"i do not remember if I had the picture, but I have several photo albums, Mba Vienna can see see it, ..I can also ask the father of the village chief ..who knew he still had the documentation back then"

Amira's style of language is very neat and straightforward ..make the listener think the woman's background, behind her appearance that seems indifferent, it seems she has extensive knowledge. It is very likely to have a fairly high education.

" Well, if all is ready.we can continue the journey, how?" Amira looked back.Seeing Bowo and Andi's thumbs up, Vienna's hands were raised with a small respect and Chika's hands were cupped against her with a funny face. Last k Seno..

"Riap Mba Amira"., Seno said with a smile and amusedly observed his behavior

Amira, back driving her landrover mini bus

.walking uphill and rocky roads, shaking rattles along the way. Sometimes it only leaves a distance of one meter from the lip of the road to the precipitous ravine on their right side. But it wasn't the initial experience for the five guests of Amira. That's their job, field people. Get as close to the source as possible. It is not uncommon to endanger their safety. But so far it's all ended sweetly and successfully.

The road widened and began to be paved, although the temperature began to feel cold, but exposure to sunlight before noon was quite warm. If along the way they are shaded by leaves of large trees, at that time they feel entering a pulse of life as well as the sound of the sound of daily activities of the population. They had arrived at the village gate. Seno gestured for Amira to pull over for a while, then began taking pictures of the village gate from several angles, including taking it from inside the car. Bowo tuned his mini camcoder which apparently did not stop recording their journey. Andi helped him change the camcoder battery and made sure the backup battery was always available.

"Welcome to Rahadopi Village" Sapa Amira pointed to the same inscription on the magnificent village gate with a unique design.

from the beginning.at.pemputu Amira at.port, he was already fussy want to lie down.travel by boat overnight ..not funnya.he's the only crew who often drunk sea travel. But it did not stop him to remain adventurous with members of the mainstay of the tourist media where he worked almost 8 years. After all, the reviews are quite biting also tempt the interest of readers, to visit places or sites that they have aired exclusively. Artistic photo photos that spoil the eye and online video coverage that makes viewers impatient again or immediately plan a visit there.

Entering the village about 500 meters from the gate. How not.scented clove flowers that are dried by residents along the way really make them feel in the spice paradise.

Cloves are the mainstay commodity in the village, in addition to other plantation products such as cashew, coconut and cacao. Clove itself is a unique ingredient in every food industry, parfume even cigarettes and medicinal plants are also herbs. Can smell fresh clove aroma directly is a tourist event offered from this village, in April to September.

Amira slowed down the speed of the vehicle so as not to run over the expanse of tarpaulins filled with clove flowers along the road. Turn right into the courtyard of a stilt house with a stunning exterior.

"We arrived..Please "Amira stop the car in the open garage on one side of the building ..there are two other cars, click up ford double cabin silver metallic, also a black honda freed mini bus.

Bowo and Andy jump out after the back door of the car is opened.they are also relieved and exciting. And it will start from the exterior of the cabin is so unique.

Vienna and Chika look to the same attraction.soak in warm water. Do not waste much time they pour into the stairs that will take them to the main room of the cabin.The receptionist desk and chozy waiting chair invites the fall in peace..

Seno is again busy with his camera.he will not miss any moments.including taking a portrait of an old man in a wheelchair in the corner of a green and lush garden beside the cabin. The old man seemed to be enjoying the sun, while occasionally watching them from a distance.

Amira disappears behind the door on the lower floor of the cabin. Replaced by the presence of young men in their early 20s who rushed to Seno.

"I Deni Pak, let me deliver to the top, other items will be brought to the top.mari Pak" Deni hospitality interspersed with a smile on his brown young face.

Seno replied with a nod and walked behind Deni, following Bowo and Andi. While Chika and Vienna had gone up first and had collapsed on a soft sofa sofa under an open window. The sunlight hit their cold faces by the temperature, the smell of the cloves carried by the wind gushed over the lips of the windows cradling them to close their eyes.

Behind the reception desk, a girl who is also in her early 20s has welcomed them with a smile.

"Welcome..I'm Rima.I'll help the needs of Mr. Mother here" Her voice is soft but clear, her appearance is in line with Deni, hem long sleeve box with white shirt interior. Rolled sleeves at elbows and jeans. The impression of sporty and practical conveyed clearly.makes visitors feel relaxed and relaxed.

Dina presented the form that should be filled Seno.also asked for their identification. After scanning the identifier also authorizes the form that has been filled in. Dina gave three room keys, according to which they had booked online and paid for 5 nights.

Deni escorted them and opened the door of each room. Deni soon passed after saying good-bye to rest and conveying that lunch will be available in an hour downstairs.

1 King bed room for Seno as well as their working meeting room, two rooms with twins bed each for Vienna and Chika and Bowo and Andi.

In Bowo and Andi's room

"Bowo.this is really surprising.when I hear the word cabin.I think like a tiny house with a living room and kitchen that is united and sleeping bags for us."

"I also think so, especially when compared to the discounted price we get, I was ready for the worst conditions. Even if we had to shove in the woods like we did two months ago."

Bowo hinted he would use the bathroom first..Andi pointed to the bag of equipment.he does have a habit of preparing equipment when it arrives, and making sure everything is ready whenever it will be used

Chika and Vienna

Chika immediately rushed to the bathroom, and exclaimed cheerfully when she found that the hot water tap was not just a display, but actually released hot water into the bathtub.

Vienna is an observer, he will not miss a single detail in his observations. Including admiration mixed with wonder when observing that in every corner of the room in the Cabin was seen active CCTV cameras with flashing lights and an angle range of 180 degrees.

Vienna thought of another detail - the sweet and distinctive aroma of cloves as they flowed through the open window of the room, foaming them in the depths.

Seno Room

Choose to stand in front of a window with a thin curtain closing. The smell of fresh cloves filled his smell. The room leads to the garden beside the cabin.small but nicely arranged. When palpating the neatly twisted wood dinging, Seno realized that it was not an imitation but a real teak wood. The density and texture of the wood cannot fool observers like Seno, a true photographer. Not just taking pictures that are aesthetic and high economic value on an object. But also he studied the background and history of each moment he captured.

Silent silence he assesses the value of the cabin, and thought if they were the only guests in the cabin.

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