My Killer Lecturer's
Finally Home

I was only able to look at the cold man's back which was getting further away. Awe re-stirred in the chest. I don't know how many attitudes that man has made my admiration increase.

"Do you want to stay there?" screamed Fatwa from a distance.

Instead of answering, I spread my gaze around this wilderness. The sun was already shining, but in this forest, the light was still just a dimness. Instantly my hair stood up as Bu Karyo's words again clearly ringed in the ears. 'Be careful, Neng. This village is still a lot of mystical. still often occult things happen here'. Scratch on, all over my body.

"Wait!" I finally shouted while running towards the Fatwa. Not forgetting before that I snatched my backpack which was still hidden under the trunk of a large teak tree.

I tried to keep up with the steps of the Fatwa so wide. With a gasp of breath, I finally managed to align my body and walk side by side with it.

Along the way, only the whirling of the wind accompanied our steps. Mute, not a word came out of each of our lips. Every now and then, the edge of my eyes glanced at the cold man, hoping for a word to come from his lips. But, nil. The man was too focused on finding the path that would take us out of this forest.

I was tired of my feet stepping, but the initial t-junction we entered was still nowhere to be seen. I glanced at the tiny watch that was coiled around my wrist, the time had already shown it at 07:00, that is, it had been almost two hours we were walking.

"Fat, I'm tired. Can we stop first?" doors, doubt.

The man looked at me sharply, maybe he was looking at the truth from my words. I can only bow my face when I am powerless against his gaze.

"Is your leg hurting again?" ask Fatwa.

"A little bit" I replied. Yes, it is true ..in fact, my legs started to throb pain after almost 2 hours of walking.

The fatwa is back. "Get it!" said it.

Seeing him behave like that, I felt unbearable. Cook yes he has to carry me back while looking for a way out. While I myself do not know how much longer we have to be trapped in this wilderness.

"That's okay, fat. I-I can still walk," I refused, nervous.

"Already, up! Let the road go faster" he ordered again.

I walked past him. "No, I'm still strong on my way, right?" I said trying to convince him by going back ahead of him.

Huff!

I heard the Fatwa just heaved her breath. Never mind, don't think too much. I hope my body can still be compromised, my mind.

We finally continued our journey. Sometimes we stop just to drink. There was nothing we could eat, because our food was gone last night. Even with the lead rice made by Bu Zainab, no remains.

My sheep are starting to be uncompromising. The pain began to whack. A thread of sweat started coming out from behind my hood. Looks like my stomach disease is coming back. But I don't want to make that guy worry. I tried to hold it in while occasionally gulping down as the pain in the stomach grew.

Suddenly, we faintly heard the ripple of a voice calling out our names.

"You hear that?" ask Fatwa while sharpening her hearing.

I nodded, because I also heard Irma's voice calling my name.

"Looks like, guys are looking for us, Fat," I said.

"Yes, you're right. Let's find the source of their voices!" Fatwa grabbed my hand and asked me half to run to find the source of my friends' voices.

Forcibly, I followed the Fatwa running even though my body was getting weaker.

"Fathya! Restiii! Where are you guys?"

My eyes were already twitching, but my sense of hearing could still hear Aji's screams clearly.

Fatwa shouted, though she herself was not too sure what those people would hear her scream.

"Chii! Lo where is it? Answer the cave if you hear the sound of the cave!"

"That's Irma's voice, Fat!" Instantly I pranced happily when I heard the sound of my best friend's bells.

I saw the cold man smiling widely. What a beautiful smile I have ever seen. For a split second, I was stunned to see her sweet smile.

"Yes, you're right! It seemed, the source of his voice was from that direction!"

The Fatwa pointed at a gap blocked by a high weed. He then ran up to her and started to shake the weeds.

"Res! I saw!"

Fatwa screamed that made my body feel like it was floating at once. The res! Did I not hear wrong? He called my name, and this was the first time. Oh my God .. What dream I had last night.

"Come here!" Fatwa shouted back while waving her hand as a gesture for me to approach.

With a nose that was about to fly and a burning feeling of happiness, I ran over to the man whose name began to be etched letter by letter in my heart.

"You saw that!" point the Fatwa towards the swarm of people walking through the path.

"Oh my God, Fat. So the main road is behind this tall grass? It is only fitting that we do not find a way out of it," I said while looking at those who were going through the path. Yes, reportedly, if we continue through the path, then the end of the road is a border with Garut district.

"Yes, you're right. Now, let's go through this weed. I'm sure at the other end, we'll find the fork we passed yesterday" the Fatwa said.

I'm nodding. Fatwa took my hand again so I wouldn't be left behind.

I stared at his neck, which was beginning to sweat. I feel like wiping that sweat, but what right do I have? I can only smile feeling this togetherness. Really, this close to the guy? It was never in my heart at all.

Ow hell! Suddenly the pain attacked my stomach again. My right hand started squeezing the stomach, to ease the pain a little. However, my stomach seemed reluctant to compromise. Even that thing is now starting to make my body more relaxed.

Please, don't fall down this time. Hang in! Please give me strength, Lord, I ask in my heart.

The Fatwa took my hand to break the weeds. Over time, the voices calling out to us began to sound clear.

"Friends, we're here!"

I heard the Fatwa screaming. He then waved his hand as a sign for our friends to see us.

"Fat," I mumbled. However, it seemed like the Fatwa who had been far away from me, did not hear my voice. He continued to rush towards those who were looking for us.

Slowly, I again swung my steps following the Fatwa. But my head started to feel heavy. My eyes are getting blurry too. Until finally, I was unable to see the figure of the tall man.

Brugh!

My body, which had been squeezing, suddenly collapsed to the ground. My eyes began to close, only one sentence I heard from Irma's splash before I finally remembered nothing more.

"Loh, where's Chi?"

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