pancason
Part 32 Separate

The rain started to fall on the back of my hand. Even the night has passed from the name of midnight again. This discussion is indeed very interesting, so we forget or even do not feel drowsiness anymore. But the sign of nature just now, made us forced to lift our feet from near the campfire. Rumbling in the dark sky there is a sign that it will soon rain. In four hours, the sun will appear. At least we have time to continue to sleep for a while. Prepare the energy for the trip later.

This tent is quite large, even very fit for the seven of us. The material is quite thick, not easily torn, unless it is torn with a sharp weapon as it happened before. Everyone has put themselves together. The men deliberately chose to be on the sidelines as a shield to protect the women sleeping in the middle.

Brother Rayi was lying beside me when he had previously pulled Brother Roger who had originally occupied that position. He flicked his body in a tilted position facing me. Smiling while tidying my hair. Tuck some hair behind the ear. I also faced him smiling. It was unexpected to see this man now directly. Because these few days I can only see it from behind the screen of the phone.

"I miss," he said.

"I am too."

"Udah, now rest. Bobok, yeah." Brother Rayi pulled my blanket and kissed my forehead softly. I just smiled and closed my eyes. Well, he's right, at least I should sleep now.

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The noise of some people outside started to wake me up. I blinked and felt the sun that had appeared and entered from the half-opened door. But I felt reluctant to get out of bed. I want to sleep in a minute. I pulled the blanket higher and only displayed a head that was visible from the outside. Not falling asleep again, I noticed those who were outside the tent. Om Opon was seen fishing near the river with Brother Roger. Brother Rayi and Kak Bintang were busy pacing back and forth carrying firewood and some other items. "Morning, Nabila," Sapa Aunt Rani.

Apparently in the tent is not only me, because Aunt Rani is decorated. He looks fresher with wet hair. "August, aunt. Jesus, I just woke up" I muttered and then pulled both hands up. Vaporizing and trying to eliminate the rest of the drowsiness and laziness that still alight. It doesn't feel good, knowing they've been doing activities outside, while I'm still lazy - lazy here. "Aunty has a shower?" I ask who is curious.

"Udah dong, Bill. You wake up. Wash your face there. Rayi has bikini you coffee tuh."

"Oh yeah, is it?" ask me then sit while tidying up my messy hair.

"Yes, he's very considerate of you, yes, Bill. Until he slept just hugged Rayi. Cie. It's so sweet," she teased me and managed to make me blush. Hugged by Rayi? Is that true? I wasn't even aware of it.

"Tante nih, kayak was never young," I tried to cover up the embarrassment.

"Yes .. yes. Aunty was once young, and had felt that way. Uh, that was the most beautiful moment, wasn't it? Even the God Om is as romantic as Rayi was."

"Yes, auntie? What is a seromantic god?" Blankets began to fold so that the condition of the tent is much neater. While listening to the story of Aunt Rani, although in fact I was worried whether she would be okay if discussing about her memories with the husband. But so far, Aunt Rani is happy to tell their lives first, from the beginning to meet until finally getting married.

"May you last and be happy forever with Rayi, yes, Bil." Starting to look sad on the face of Aunt Rani. I approached and hugged him. "Thank you, aunt. Auntie don't keep on being sad. Om Dewa must be very dear to aunt," murmured me.

"Well, here's why, morning hugs?" Aunt Jean's voice made us take off our hugs and smile.

The morning atmosphere in the forest is very refreshing. A thin mist is seen around the forest. Even my mouth gives off smoke when speaking or breathing. This is a sensation I rarely encounter at home, no matter how cold the situation in my city. The position of the place at the foot of the mountain, makes this feel natural. I took the gloves out of the bag, it felt like I wouldn't be strong with the cold if I didn't wear them. Maybe while sleeping last night, all the cold was slightly treated by the blanket that covered my body. But now, I must also get closer to the bonfire that Kak Bintang has made.

"Now, drink first. Let it be fresh and reduce the cold," said Kak Rayi gave a cup of hot coffee. "Well, your face is blushing, baby. It's cold, huh?" tanyanya while watching my face clingy. I nodded as I sipped the hot coffee slowly. Helpful enough, let alone the fire in front of me started to blaze even bigger. They would cook breakfast to fill our stomachs. Grilled fish and some canned food have started to be served on large plates. It was so compact and fun to see.

"So what's Dagon, Om? Has anyone ever seen her? The village where Om Opon is?" ask me when the discussion about it re-starts. Om Opon seemed to think before answering my question.

"They call him a god, we've never met him before. Only rumors about Dagon have existed since 15 years ago. Strangely enough the Hante tribe did exist long ago, but our harmony lives are well preserved. Although they were inland and quite far from other villages, but we often barter. Until the tragedy finally happened."

"Tragedy?"

"Yes, the chief of the tribe of Hante is dead. We don't know why they accused the chief of his tribe of being killed by one of the other tribesmen. There is no evidence to substantiate that assumption. But he said someone saw the killer. He wore customary clothing, and the accusations, which were not accompanied by evidence, created divisions between tribes. They began to isolate themselves and forbid anyone from entering their territory. Because if another tribe gets in there, it means we're delivering lives. There have been several times like that happened, only, the tribe of HAnte never killed like their threat. They're just holding our people, they're going to re-release after a deal is agreed by both sides. But their attitude then became more and more. 15 years ago, they began to bar - bar. Do not hesitate to kill anyone who violates the deal. Anyone who is reckless to enter their territory either intentionally or not."

"Better, you guys go back to Om Opon" I said to the three of them. Rayi nodded quickly.

"Sister, this is dangerous, I don't want you guys to why. It's about life!"prevent me and really worry if something bad happens to them later. No one can guarantee their safety, nor do I know if I will for long.

Brother Rayi clasped my hand tightly, the look in his eyes went so deep into both balls of my eyes. His face looks very serious. "I'm not going to back down. No matter what happens, I will follow you there. We're facing it together, Bil. You have me too."

"Yes, Rayi really, Bill. You are already a part of us. Whatever your problem is, we will definitely be the front guard to help. Do not worry about our situation, after all dead life is God who rules it. Even if I, we, do not survive later like Om Dewa, we will not regret," added Kak Bintang.

The tent has been rolled up, the bonfire has also begun to extinguish and only leaves smoke that is still billowing because of the embers are still hot there. We also tidy up all the garbage and dispose of it neatly, so that there will be no garbage scattered in this forest later. However, the preservation of nature should be maintained, anytime and anywhere.

Om Opon is ready to return. We're not going to force him to stay, because that's his right. I also don't want to burden others who don't want to come along. They have a life of their own, and I am not the axis of anyone else's life. Even if I can choose, I'd better go. I don't want anything bad to happen to them all.

I hugged Om Opon, he looked sad. "You take good care of yourself - fine, yes." His advice felt deep, not just a stale base.

"Om too. Thanks for getting us here. Hearts go home, yeah."

After saying goodbye to each other, we started walking opposite. Om Opon decided to wait until we got across. The swift water of the river is not too strong, and apparently the depth of the water is only limited to the chest. One by one we walked to the place, holding hands so as not to be easily carried away by the river. While observing the right and left sides, I continued to walk following Aunt Rani in front of me. The Star Brother runs the front, and Roger the rear.

Feeling something strange, I then turned to the right, from a distance there was an overflow of water that was quite swift, rolling like waves. "DRAW!" jerit Om Opon is still waiting on the river. As quickly as we could move, trying to get to the edge. "Come on!" Brother Star pulls Aunt Jean's hand. They both reached the river safely. My hand just slipped out of Aunt Rani's. He ran as fast as he could move.

I reached out my hand trying to ask for Aunt Rani's help, she just threw my hand out. As a result, the three of us were carried away by the swift water of the river. My body began to sink into the water. In this vague state I still saw Brother Rayi trying to reach me. The current of this river was so swift, it was like there was an overflow of water from somewhere and we were powerless against this torrent. We'reseparated.

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"Generic ... Uhuk!" I painstakingly grabbed the clay around, trying to pull my own body to the edge. Brother Rayi pulled my hand, and apparently he was already there with Brother Roger. Our bodies are soaked. I then coughed - coughed and threw myself on the ground just like that. It feels like the river water I have swallowed a few gulps, some also managed to enter through the nose.

"You okay, Bil?" ask Rayi worriedly. I nodded, still trying to neutralize my nearly exhausted breath.

"Crazy! Where was that water, huh? We almost died!" brother Roger toilet. He stood by the river watching us. I think we are far apart from the others. It's just, what really happened just now. Then why did Aunt Rani behave like that. Or am I just having a hallucination? Maybe the very swift current earlier made my grip detach from it. He couldn't hold me back anymore and our handrails just slipped off. Well, that must be the case.

"We better get changed first. It is not possible to walk in wet conditions. Could - could catch a cold later!" advice Brother Rayi.

Our waterproof-based backpacks are very saving in precarious situations like now. The contents of our bags remained dry, and we eventually changed clothes and soon went on our way again.

"Think, really, the path?" asked Brother Roger as we began to climb onto an uphill road.

I held the compass and nodded, saying yes. Because as far as I know the right direction is to the north.

"Where? Do you want to rest or continue?" ask brother Rayi.

"Next a little more, brother. Up there, who knows we can see around from there. I hope we can find another."

"Okay, baby."

You go back on your journey. With the help of a wooden branch, I used it to climb in order to have a handle to get to the top easily.

With great difficulty, we finally got to the top. Not a steep hill, but a stunning stretch of green grass. There is a field in front of us. Green and looks beautiful to the eye.

"Waws. Is there a place this good? Very cool!" hatch Brother Roger. Me and Brother Rayi just kept quiet, looking at the green carpet over there.

"So we're still a long way from that place, aren't we?" ask Rayi.

"We try to keep going, brother. Maybe there's another way down there?"

The wind was blowing more and more, the grasslands around seemed to be the source of the strong wind here. While walking, I also looked around. Hope to be met with a group of friends - other friends. However, the result is nil. It was as if there were only three of us here.

At the end of the vast meadow, we stopped our steps, because apparently below us there was a steep cliff, and below there were some ancient houses.

"Don't don't that's what we're looking for!"