Srinayu On the Hill of Randu
Chapter 6 | Losers Shit Carrier

"I saw their departure. But I don't think they'll be far."

"I didn't see him at all. And I only realized when they were nowhere else when we were bathing in the river" said Janur, "I even thought they were just walking around the bath... Not too scary, is it...? What happened to them?" The answer from Randu became a benchmark mood Janur.

"I hope nothing happens to them." However, implied doubt from the look of Randu's eyes. Then, "Why did you take us to this forest?"

Janur stopped his steps, and was about to explain. But Randu again continued, "You gather a group of humans who do not fully get along with each other. What's your plan?"

Janur took a long breath. "I really want to conquer this forest. I need a team..." He was silent for a moment. "As people talk, you know the reputation of this place. All dodging it, only a true adventurous spirit person would wish to pierce through the mysteries that might be stored away. Yep... Me and Omix. The rest of these people, who definitely have certain ambitions and goals. All refused, except they__"

"I'm here because of Dira," cut Randu surprisingly. His leaking courage that was buried in his heart just appeared. Janur is the only person who can make a little open, also of course quite close to Randu.

"You better start showing more attitude to him. You don't know for sure how she feels." About the feeling of Randu suddenly became an important thing. The loss of two friends was forgotten.

Randu thought for a moment, implied a reluctance to explain what was really happening. And..., "I've always been there for her, doesn't that mean anything to her? It seems like he just thinks of me as a big brother."

Janur approached, this time trying to take things more seriously. "That's your fault, you're just paying attention. Too long. All I know is you keep doing that. How do you know he's not waiting. You're too pessimistic. Your confidence shouldn't have disappeared."

"Waiting...?" the real response does not indicate a sense of incomprehension. Randu needs an affirmation from Janur.

"Woman.the woman's waiting, man. No matter how much your attention still needs a 'support'. Most women, especially the good ones, apply it. Not a lazy woman who first expresses her feelings to a man. For them it is what makes them feel praised, appreciated, and honored like a princess. It's actually a nature. They're waiting for it, waiting for happiness." A long explanation from Janur. A bold expression reveals the mistakes of Randu. Weakness of a Pandu. The young man who harbored the trauma of deep love, terbubi disappointment hit the trough of his heart.

"Cannot be. He might even just use me, he knows I'm a real loser who can be played with. I've become a stupid human being. He has done it to me, and I have always accepted it, accepting it because of this stupid feeling!" Randu sighed. "Foolish feelings that should only deserve to be present in a dream." His voice was slender and raucous.

"A feeling of inferiority, feeling unworthy, not the best. Don't judge yourself as a loser. All of this is stopping you! God first meets us with some people who are wrong, until finally we meet the right person. To meet the last person we have to go through some of those people, otherwise there's nothing you've been through. If indeed Dira is not the last, this is precisely your victory, you have passed one step, one person. And we never know, maybe that's the last step. Dira is your soul mate."

Randu fell silent, thinking of all Janur's words. Words that either make sense or are not for him. The events of that night, along with Dira, certainly have not been lost in his memory. The opportunity was wasted, he just let go of the resigned bird in his grasp. Then, began to step on his feet, intending to end the conversation and end his acting, to resume the search.

ADRIAN stopped his steps, he felt he found something. Lowering his body position, crouching down, observing the shrubbery that had been dismembered. His irises showed the slash marks of a sharp object. Samar forms a road.

In this forest there was only their entourage. Not wrong again, this is the road used by Cawang and Dira. "This is their trail, I'm sure. There is no one else in the middle of this place but us" Safril said.

"I think so."

The headtounges on Safril's hip sound, their presence still within range of radio frequency communication. The sound of janur sounded noisy, but it was clear enough to be caught hearing, "Hello.... Did you guys find any leads...?"

Just as Safril was about to answer the call, Adrian stopped him.

"Yes... Login...!? Please! Hello...?" Janur continued to call, sounding disjointed with high enough noise.

"Why...!?" Safril was confused by Adrian's attitude. "The missing soul! You know what Dira means to me!?"

"Nothing happened to Dira. We'll certainly find him. In good condition, keep it interesting and pleasing to the eye."

"Then...?! What's in your brain?!" Safril looked at Adrian sharply.

AT BASECAMP, Omix seemed to be quietly waiting. This guy basically doesn't panic easily. His gaze seemed to penetrate into the depths of the forest, with an expressionless face. He was more concerned with how to conduct the search. Sometimes he repels hungry mosquitoes that have been bothering him since. Warm coffee and cigarettes become powerful enough friends to withstand boredom.

Slowly two shadows of human figures were moving towards him. Adrian and Safril.

After the two approached, Omix did not immediately ask. Deliberately waiting, for Adrian and Safril to give an explanation.

"We didn't find it.." paused, "even though we found traces of them" Adrian said. His face looked anxious and stiff. "That trace..."

Omix calmly listened. Look at every detail of the conversation. Not long after, Janur and Randu arrived back at the campsite.

"We didn't find anything" Janur told them the search results. "You guys...?"

Adrian repeated his explanation. "We found their trail, but after we traced it, it slowly disappeared. Then...."

Janur and Randu seriously listened.

"...we decided to come back here" Adrian continued.

"Take me back there." It was unexpected that suddenly Randu was so excited to start the search back.

Everyone stared at Randu.

"I will accompany you" Omix offered his help. "And I want one of you to come with us again" he continued, pointing to Safril and Adrian.

But Adrian had other ideas. "Let the two of us accompany Randu. I remember part of the trip, the rest Safril remembered." A sensible strategy.

"You're sure," asked Omix doubtfully.

Adrian nodded, looking so sure.

"Please" continued Omix who did not want to dissolve in the debate.

Adrian patted Randu's shoulder trying to relieve his anxiety. The tension of Randu's face was reciprocated with a gentle smile.

RANDU began to feel impatient, Adrian and Safril had not explained the direction of their goal. In fact, the journey feels like it's just going around in circles.

"I hope you're not going the wrong way" said Randu.

Randu was really worried, he also felt guilty. Anyhow his presence is here because of the girl's request, to protect him, make sure his condition remains fine. But now, he felt like a failure. The terrifying shadow was becoming more and more so in his mind.

"I feel so too" Safril replied, and greeted Adrian's motto.

Randu saw it, the awkwardness of Adrian's eyes. It's like they're hiding something. However, just an ordinary gaze, he thought then.

"That's why you and I are going. You only remember part of the way, half of me. It is not so, Safril..," Adrian told Safril.

Randu nodded in agreement.

But Safril was still confused. "But I still remember for sure, there wasn't this part before."

"In the near future we find traces of him," Adrian replied while holding back angrily. Adrian's molars were grinding, but no one noticed. "Patience."

Everything looks almost the same, here and there is just a stretch of shrubbery escorted by trees. It had just moved from midday but felt so late. Especially plus a foggy atmosphere. The coldness caused the gripping feeling to get even more to the surface. Circulating in Randu's heart, something unwanted had happened.

FOR those who love Dira all this is very worrying to the point that fatigue is very very often makes people lose their sense and out of control. Emotions within will soon take control, and will show their power.

"Think you're carrying an amateur bodyguard, he really can't keep a good eye on you. Now you feel for yourself what happened" Safril said.

Randu heard clearly the words Safril, Adrian himself almost beavering. Of course it's not time yet. Everything will fail. The dirty and cunning strategy that Adrian devised. Love can make a lot of things fall apart. However, Randu tried to remain patient and tried to calm the atmosphere. For himself and for Safril. "The handler will look after him..."

Randu's attempt failed, Safril repeated the impingement of his words, with slight modifications, to make it more jerky. "Dira, you brought a man full of misfortune. Almost all humans stay away from him.., why did you bring this strange human!"

It seems that Randu is hooked.

Randu's hand touched Safril's left shoulder and pulled him roughly back. "Who do you mean...?"

"You! Who else if not you!" Safril could no longer contain his frustration.

Randu was shocked to hear the words of the person in front of him. He truly could not believe that he had heard of it; 'The Strange Man.'

Safril's speech was cut off by a punch that landed on the trunk of his nose. He got a surprising answer from Randu.

Safril rubbed his nose. Fresh blood flowed his fingers. He panicked and his heart was hot.

After having fallen, Safril rushed up to his feet and directly hit Randu with great passion.

A kick landed on Randu's stomach causing the young man to stagger half over.

Seeing the golden opportunity, Safril leaped upon Randu. Wrestling is inevitable.

At the right time Randu uses Safril's energy. Push it strong until it is thrown a few meters. But Randu did not continue the attack. He intends to stop this fight.

Unfortunately, instead Safril stood up again and intended to continue the fight, with the appetite to kill that actually increased.

Adrian rushed to cut off Safril's movements and hugged him tightly. "This is not yet the time" whispered Adrian softly full of annoyance.

Safril seemed not to listen to his best friend's advice, even more angry. "It's not over abnormal humans!"

Again a very appropriate word for Randu. Unable to be held back, his emotions re-heated to several degrees, exceeding the normal threshold. A flash of his body shot towards Safril who was being held by Adrian. Soon a sweet kick in the form of a hoe technique covered almost the entire face of Safril and. Fresh blood gushed back. Safril sat on the ground.

It hasn't stopped there. Next, Randu grabbed the collar of Safril's shirt which was grimacing in pain. While, his right hand was raised upwards, it seemed that a punch was about to be unleashed.

Qw..!!! A terrible blow, anyone can hear it. Sounds terrible. Grumpily. Two things that were almost as hard clashed against each other.

Randu held his head. He staggered for a moment, before finally collapsing to the ground. Half-conscious, he saw a piece of wood in Adrian's right hand. So hurtful. From behind. A friend, even if not a friend. But why...!? Stare at Randu did not understand.

In her blurred vision, Randu looked confused. What just happened is unexpected. His eyes touched Adrian's eyeballs, then Safril. Blank.

"No need to confuse the strange man, I will gladly explain it. You forgot a few years ago? At the beginning of your arrival in that city...!"

Randu continued to hold his head, feeling that there was fluid flowing between his fingers. "aa... I...!? I don't understand...?" said Randu lirih. Meanwhile, the more concentrated the day for him, the more blinded the vision.

"You're that loser...! You should have saved his honor! I'm the guy who passed you when the accident happened..," explained Adrian again.

Adrian's words can still be caught in Randu's ears. He tried to reach back the worn sheets in the recesses of his heart, in his mind. There is a story of the past, something begins to understand. The honor... Vaguely his memory began to catch a series of shadows: the porch of the house, the window, the cross-face of the young girl, the night...

Five years ago. That night, his second night in his rented room had just been three days in. He was still a very innocent young man at the time. Sometimes even to this day.

On a quiet night, Randu was alone. He sat in a dark blue plastic chair. The position is facing towards the window, towards the terrace. Although the new time shows at 9:35 pm, but he has turned off the lights. Drowsiness comes early, soon he intends to move to the contest.

Suddenly his daydream was awakened by three people who passed in front of his room. Two men and a girl. The three people were about to go to the very end of the room, which is located with the room Randu only separated by one room of the other occupants.

After being satisfied daydreaming, adventuring, Randu got out of his chair. Padded mattresses, pillows, and bolsters look even more confusing. At that moment, he heard a scream. A woman's voice. It is like a groan, and a feeble cry that clears for rejection. His instincts started to work, saying something was wrong was going on.

At first he had doubts. But then, he ventured to get out. Slowly he opened the door of his room, as slow as possible so as not to be heard by anyone. Steps carefully.

After passing through the one-room hose, there was another suspicious sound. The voice of the woman who whined for release, out of what threat. Occasionally there was also the sound of male obstinacy, full of ridicule and victory. Laughter that promotes satisfaction. Sounds very powerful.

His real brain was not stupid immediately realizing what was going on. However, he was still confused as to what to do. Break into, or is it more appropriate to pretend not to know.

It gets more confused, the situation inside there gets worse. Someone in there must be in desperate need of help, a girl who may be innocent.

The decision that would make him regret someday, he finally chose. His body, which had been bent over with ears attached to the shutters, was now standing upright. Then he turned his body, about to leave. When possible go as far as possible. Pretending not to know what's going on.

Randu's legs began to move, when he suddenly caught a cross-shadow motion on his right. In front of a row of rented rooms, outside the one-meter-high fence, a man ran in a frenzy, his face anxious. Arriving at the gate the person immediately drove into the terrace yard of the rented house. He was hunting something.

The two of them passed each other, looking at each other for a moment. However, the tongue is equally frozen. Randu lowered his head and left as soon as possible, heading for his room. Then get in and lock the door tightly from the inside.

Shortly afterwards there was the sound of a collapsed door, like being hit by a kick. Which was immediately greeted by hysterical screams, and crying that happened.

Gradually the situation outside suddenly became crowded. It turns out that people are starting to arrive. Pandu was terrified, various feelings hit him. His face instantly paled, his heart pounding, his entire body trembling. Only then did he realize he had made the wrong decision.

"That girl is more than my girlfriend! He's fiancee! We're getting married soon! You're such a coward! You can prevent it then! Saving honor! You're not a man! You loser!" Not satisfied with just words, Adrian grabbed the collar of Randu's shirt, glared at him sharply, challenging Randu's yellow eyes. The tone was now slow, but very deep touching the recesses of Randu, "You will never be able to protect anyone! Especially a woman! Even if he's your lover!"

The blood on Randu's head continued to flow as the blasphemies hit the bathin. Those hurtful words kept repeating themselves, swirling around inside his head. Like a fairy tale that is read before going to bed.

Adrian's babble ends with the closed eyes of Randu. Randu lost consciousness, he was completely struck. His soul and body.

***

The mood was silent. Each is busy with his own thoughts. What is hidden behind the heart of their heart is enough to be represented through the face of nature tonight. Cloudy, dark, and cold. The stars disappeared somewhere. The moon also shines very dim like being infected with the grief virus. Only the herd resembled the smoke up there so 'grateful' for this state; the black cloud clumps were lively merrily, which slowly began to spawn fine grains of rain whirring.

He watched his friends one by one. From the closest to him to the far end. It is quite difficult to dive into the deepest feelings even though on the surface there are clearly lines of restlessness. It is not easy to find people who are comfortable to talk to in the midst of circumstances like this.

Janur? The young man now prefers to isolate himself. He was again prosecuted, breaking the deadlock.

At the end, Cawang's attention turned back to the sweet girl who actually also looks very moody. This is the best choice of the hardest; Dira.

Cawang could understand what Dira felt. He saw that the girl was staring blankly at the surface of the earth. Cowering lacklusterly, while, his heart raged incoherently. It was as if all this was because of his mistake.

"Dira... Dira...." said Cawang in doubt, "Dira...!?" once more.

The call for the third time successfully made Dira turn her head. When their eyes crossed, Cawang's heart felt full. Dira's eyeballs have been glazed, a thin liquid appearing to wet his smooth cheeks.

Dira looked at Cawang deeply. He wanted to hug the young man in front of him. Waving tears and regrets.

"Night is getting higher..," said Dira lirih finally said. His gaze waited, hoping and begging that Cawang could do something. Dira seemed to have forgotten how Cawang himself is currently. The ever-reliable handler is now completely helpless. Will not be able to break through the depths of the forest, climb hills, cross rivers and climb trees. Surely so, with an injured leg.

"Whatever happens, everything will be fine. Like what befell us.." hesitating Cawang tried to calm his nervous Dira, "with my legs.The fact is we can gather together again, although it made others feel worried. So will the fate of Randu. I know Randu, he's no ordinary man. He is strong, agile and deft, also intelligent. As difficult as any obstacle, he would be able to overcome it. He's a prodigy."

Lama Dira digested the meaning of the word Cawang. But slowly managed to slightly relieve the anxiety that raged in the chest. Everything's gonna be fine.

"It is precisely what makes me sad if you are like this. Mumptuous.., mute... I get carried away easily," added Cawang again. "Well...?"

Before Cawang continued again, Dira had revealed a mood that was at least slightly different. A wry smile from Dira. Appreciable.

"Hopefully. We have to be sure. Is not the belief that keeps us strong to live this life," this time it's Dira's turn to try to melt the tense atmosphere, arousing. Either for Cawang or himself.

Cawang nodded slowly hearing it. "Yes.yes." she said with a smile.

Suddenly someone overtook the conversation, "Right, guys. Everything's gonna be okay."

Dira and Cawang simultaneously looked back to find the origin of the sound.

A sturdy figure was standing upright looking at Cawang and Dira. The faint silvery moonlight that fell on his face could still reveal the soul force that appeared in his glittering eyeballs. Meanwhile, his hair that almost covered his wide shoulders, waving quietly in the night breeze of the hills. He is like the angel of help that gives new strength.

At times like these, everyone should stay together, close together, keeping together, even if it is just silent; giving each other moral strength. The presence of one person alone can really drive away some degree of loneliness. Under certain conditions, it is loneliness that can give birth to various negative feelings. Loneliness can kill mankind. Both those that cause inner and outer death. Except, as sure as a believer.

"Dira...., can I make you a cup of warm tea?" bargain friendly Omix who just started to join. When the night can be a little brighter, the smile appears, which will also be happy.

Dira nodded slowly but sure. He felt he needed a warm drink.

"I also want a cup of coffee.., if you don't mind," Cawang continued, winking to Omix.

"Of course," replied Omix immediately.