Love In War
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After performing the prayers of isya and murojaah, I rushed up to the bed. Lose yourself exhausted.

"Ik wil voor altijd bij je zijn" said the man in the woman's ear. Makes me reflex jerk from waking up from deep sleep. Astarghfirullahaladzim aposchland.

Why does that man haunt my dreams?

From all directions even sayup-sayup sound muazin has proclaimed the dawn adhan. I was moving towards the bathroom. Wake those who are still carried away with dreams to fulfill their obligations.

After breakfast and check out the hotel, we continued our journey.

Taengkalingani..

Sa'danna ati..

Idi'miro urenuang

Usenge'esso...

Aja'daeng musalaika

Mauni kasi'siesso onion

De'ulleku uperrengi

Mauni cinampe'kaya'..

Bugis music Engkalingani daengku remix that plays beautifully is playing on the radio bus that we rented accompanied this trip.

The houses that lined up seemed to move along following the speed of the bus I was riding. The birds that were flying in the sky seemed happy singing his chirping.

"Welkom schat." The man reached out his hand to me, but just as I was about to reach out suddenly, I felt a shock on my body.

"Arya, Araya. Wake up!"

Jolted surprised. Looking at Aisyah who was looking at me.

"We've arrived?" Aisyah shook her head and told me that the bus we were riding on suddenly broke down.

"Kok, can we go on strike, sir?" I approached the middle-aged man who was observing the bus engine while contacting someone.

"Lacking to know, Ma'am. I've also just been calling friends at work, but the signal doesn't seem to be here."

Kurogoh pocket my jacket. Right, there's no signal at all in this area and I just realized that we're near the wilderness right now.

For some reason, my hair immediately bristled to realize this.

Almost half an hour we waited but it did not produce any results, even the driver was seen pacing around uneasily, while continuing to contact someone.

"How about we continue on foot?" Tomi's Proposal.

Each fell silent, seemingly thinking about the proposal of the ponytail-haired man before nodding his head in a sign of agreement.

"Sir!" The driver turned his head while turning off his phone.

"We're just on foot. Would you be okay if we stayed?" ask Tomi.

"It's okay, Mom. Sorry, I've troubled you."

"It's okay, sir. After all, this is also beyond the will of us all. Yasudah, sir, we're leaving now, we're going into the night."

"Yes, Mom, Ma. I apologize once again. Be careful on the road."

We also began to continue our journey.

I frowned, astonished to realize that now, we were at the end of the road. In front there was only a dense forest.

Stop for a break. Straighten the legs to flex the muscles that feel cramping.

"Tom, are you sure this is the way?" Faridah asked with a deep breath.

"According to the compass, it's true, anyway" the man replied while noticing the needle on the round-shaped object he was holding.

Because along the road there are only towering trees with dense forest on the left right side of the path.

"Not broken, really. Take look! This needle keeps pointing in the front."

And that front is a thick forest. I hope this compass is not like GPS who sometimes likes to go the wrong way. In share lock where in love where in. Go-Food messaging experience last night.

Each of them could only sigh in resignation while continuing their journey back. Entering the wilderness. The deeper we enter the area, the more we are covered by a thick fog that makes the atmosphere cold and gripping.

"Tom, are you sure this is the way?" I opened the voice, which was silently observing around. At another time of protest, because maybe now we are lost in this wilderness.

"If you do not believe, yes, you are the one who gave the pointer," Tomi's murmur who felt that he had been cornered while handing over the compass and the map.

Again, the debate is inevitable.

"Aga nuala karemai?" Interruption sound. We looked at the source of the voice. An old man with a glove wrapped in a waist and a black squat attached to his head was looking at us with a probing look.

They looked at me, gave a code to answer the father's question. I tried to gulp as my gaze met the father's sharp gaze.

"A-nu, sir, pakkareddi, yes na silongku tabbeka, de kuissengi degaka'ie." (So, Sir. My friend and I were lost and now we don't know where we are)

I scratched my chin which was not itchy, I honestly only know a few words Bugis language sentence. I don't really know, even though I'm a native of that tribe. Since childhood my father and mother only taught me Indonesian, while Bugis I learned it from the daily conversations of the villagers.

"I'm sorry, sir, if we'd like to know which area this is?"

I warned him, I hope he understands Indonesian.

He also gave us instructions to keep going straight.

"Later if you've found two great walls, that's where you're now going."

We also say thank you very much. There was at least one resident we met.

Return to continue the journey, even though the cold wind on the nape makes my hair bristling.

"Something seems to be following us?" Bisik Sintia's. I feel the same way. It was like someone was watching our movements.

He dared to look back, but there was no one. Only the towering coconut trees accompanied by the grass of shrubs swayed in the wind.

I'm shaking. "Just how you feel."

"Guy." I follow Haris's directions.

The lush grass in front of us swayed, causing a sound. Fear gnawed my entire supply.

Faridah shouted while jumping at me. I held her like a baby.

"Fa, Lo heavy. Down, right?"

"Gue's scared, Ra."

"Fear what, anyway? It's just a pangolin too."

I breathed a sigh of relief as the fifty-five-kilogram woman descended from my sling.

Innocent grimace He said sorry.

"We know."

"Don't you, the weight of the cave has gone down, times."

Suddenly everything was silent, when the branches of the tree from behind sounded.

No one dared to turn his head, before a question slid from one's lips.

"You who? And what are you doing here?"

We looked back.

A young man with a machete tied to a raffia rope around his waist, walked over towards us. In his hand were three lifeless roosters.