The Legend Of Ling: An Amazing Journey Will Begin
Chapter 14: The Walk
Mingu Day, the holiday everyone was waiting for finally arrived. Dad took us on vacation to Ancol DUFAN. “I thought Dad didn't have money?” my many. “Well, after Dad works, of course Dad has money. A few months ago, I wasn't working. So, Dad was afraid to spend savings in the bank,” he replied. We went to Ancol with a happy heart. “We should be vigilant. Mom's instincts are not good,” Mom said as she got out of the car. We bought a ticket and entered Ancol DUFAN. We also saw a variety of rides that caught our attention. We tried one by one. Starting from the bianglala, kora-kora, to the lightning that is very fun.
After finishing trying all the rides, we also went to the musholla for Dhuhur prayer because the Dhuhur adhan was already reverberating. After that, we went to the food court to eat. At lunch, we met with Ayumi's family and Layla's family. We all ate together. After the meal, we headed for the water ride, Ice Age: Sid's Arctic Tours. But we haven't yet left. A man tucked away Ayumi's mother's purse. “Ah! My wallet!” his yell. The pickpocket ignored him and ran away with Ayumi's wallet. I chased him with Lightning Rush. “Stop!!” my yelling. The pickpocket tried to run faster. However, I've stopped him in front.
I hit him and the pickpocket fell on the ground. I ran back to return it to Ayumi's mother. “Thank you, Roy! It turns out that you do have superpowers, as Ayumi said,” said Ayumi's mother. “Wait a minute, you all know I have superpowers?” ask me with great astonishment. “Of course, we will tell it,” Ayumi and Layla replied in unison. We continued our vacation. “Wau, this will be a good video!” muttered a tourist who recorded my actions without me realizing while uploading them to the internet.
After Ice Age: Sid's Arctic Tours, we returned home. Arriving at the apartment, we found reporters filling the lobby room. “Why is it so crowded?” mumbling Father. “Emm, Dad. I think I know why the apartment is so crowded,” said Salsa while showing a video on her HP. “Viral, a child runs lightning-fast to retrieve a woman's purse that was pickpocketed. Once confirmed, the boy was named Ling Royyan Fallahi or commonly called, Roy,” the reporter said in the video surprised us. “Hey, isn't that Roy's parents?” ask a neighbor who was stuck in front of the lobby. “Iya, it's Roy's parents!” replied Bu Ayu who was also in the crowd of citizens and journalists.
They immediately ran towards our car. The surprised father immediately planted the gas and left from there. “Okay, now how? We're being chased by a bunch of information-hungry journalists!” I said in panic. “What's right, I told you to be careful. You guys even preoccupied,” grumbled Mom. “If this is the case, it is not better to face it. After all, being a world-famous superhero isn't so bad in my opinion,” I replied casually. “Facing them is easy, but isn't explaining them more difficult?” sahut Kak Salsa's. “Then, does anyone have a better idea here?” my many. “No!” answer Father, Mother, and Brother Salsa simultaneously.
“Alright then. Dad, hurry back to the apartment! I have a pretty good plan,” I said confidently. “Alright! Hope your plan works!” Dad immediately turned the steering wheel and drove to the apartment. We parked and got out of the car. The reporters immediately approached us like ants swarming with food. They asked all sorts of questions at the same time, leaving us confused. “Sorry, no comments!” my answer. We went back to our comfortable apartment. “Yang is right! That's too easy! I thought you were going to fight them or something!” exclaim Brother Salsa. “Hei! If I do that, I will be arrested and put in jail. Anyway, my plan worked, right?”
“Ya, with noisy reporters still outside the apartment,” said Mother. “Well, I don't think we'll see them after a week at home continue,” timpal Dad. “Yeah, I don't think it's any different from a school holiday without a walk,” Salsa said. We also have to get used to this situation. We took a shower and rest in our rooms. Adzan Ashar. With the reporters outside, Dad and I decided to pray together’ah at home. After the Ashar prayer, we relax in our rooms. The routine repeats itself until about a week has passed.
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I got up from my sleeping position and rushed to his house. “Mother, I'm going to Layla's house. Assalamu’alaikum!” I cried while wearing my blue shoes. “Wait, I'm coming too!” exclaim Brother Salsa. I also knocked on the door of Ayumi's hotel room which was several floors below me. “Ayumi! You want to come to Layla's house! I want to see Helmbot!” myrag. “Indeed the bike is enough?” ask Salsa. “Take it easy, Ayumi will kubonceng. After all, he can't bike,” I replied. Shortly after, Ayumi came out of her room, “Good!! Let's go!!” The three of us went to Layla's house by bicycle. “Wah, look! It's Roy! The Super Boy!” people shouted when they saw me out of the apartment. They swarmed and asked for my autograph. “Good. One signature five thousand,” I said. The people left disappointed. “Oh, it seems like it is not just me who has eyes,” said Salsa. “Hhh, I was forced. Nevermind! Let's quickly leave!” myrag.
Half an hour later, the three of us arrived at Layla's house. In a hurry, we parked the bike in the yard and knocked on the door. “Assalamu’alaikum! Layla!” I cried while knocking on the door. “Wa’alaikumussalam! Well, let's go in!” layla answered while opening the door. “So, where is Helmbot?” manya curious. Then, a red robot floated behind Layla. “Hai, I'm Helmbot. Nice to meet you all!” “Wah, he's already in red. What else have you changed?” tanyaku.
“We have installed a small jet engine that can make it fly more efficiently. Then, we also changed his hands using a rubber material that is flexible and easy to use. In addition, now the screen can display various expressions and can also display images, videos, and documents. We also added a feature to allow him to access information around the world! He can even access the data of other computers connected to the internet,” explained Layla's father at length. “Wah, he's like a running computer!” exclaim us in unison.
“Oh yes, are you not having trouble being famous? Next week school starts, you know!” ask Layla with the intention of insinuating. “Take it easy! I'm Roy! I always have a plan,” I replied sure. “Yeah, it's up to you! But careful! The more famous you are, the more people are hostile to you.” “Iya-iya, I know. Oh yeah, Helmbot can find any information, right?" my many. “Of course. What are you looking for?” ask Layla back
"Helmbot, find information about Cakra Stone!” myrag. “Alright, I'll look for it in the deepest sea of the internet though! Search!” answer Helmbot. “If you can find it on the internet, why don't you just use your HP?” ask Ayumi. “I've been looking for it, but didn't meet.” “Search successfully!” shout Helmbot. We approached to listen to the information provided by Helmbot.
“Cakra Stones, legendary stones that have enormous energy. According to legend, these stones fell from the sky through a mysterious portal. The stones were found by residents in a village and used for their benefit. Because of selfishness and division of the citizens, the village was destroyed unceremoniously. To date, there is still no accurate evidence of this legend. Source, derived from UNESCO data that has been translated.” “So so. The Cakra Stone is a real ancient legend. Then, how can the criminals know about this?” my mind in my heart.