
The neat plan was just laid out 7 minutes ago before Dishi and the woman came out to meet them again. Dishi beckoned again to Feng, to again advise Xia not to mispronounce anymore. Although the woman was not very dangerous, but if she had emotions, she did not care about killing anyone who was in front of her eyes.
"Actually who are you? I warned you to be careful here. Do not let each of you reveal your identity. This place is not complete ordinary people like you, this ..." Dishi's speech stopped.
"You go with them. Rest first, then later you can come back if it is better. A trip to the city, it'll take a long time, won't it?" The woman came back.
Feng, Tama and Xia stood up. They just need to follow the game. Then, after they let their guard down, it will start the action. Passing through Dishi, Feng gave Dishi's cell phone which he found on the edge of the building that exploded that night. Where is that phone that makes Feng sure, if Dishi is still alive. The phone is already in silent mode, Dishi instantly hides his phone in the cloth he uses to cover his legs.
***
Room provided, the room becomes one with three separate beds. Feng and Tama were still discussing about how to bring Dishi out, while Xia was busy with her phone and grumbled because there was no network.
"Damn it! It's been a month I've been living with that shitty sister. Already so, he always cooks a little food, I am always not full," Xia grumbled.
"Every day, always argue. I was at school also in the bully, often getting her called up by the teacher, but she still wouldn't come for me" he said.
"Hm, what should I do? Why is it so hard to love the heart of Tama's sister? Is she a boyfriend in her country? Hum, definitely not yet. Who would want a guy like that?"
Xia finally fell asleep tired of swearing about Tama. He is still 15 years old. But his style of mind was still that of a 7-year-old. Xia also rarely get affection since childhood. Therefore, getting a little attention from Tama, he followed directly with Tama.
Meanwhile, Feng was still using his wits to bring Dishi out. "Eh, you watch dramas like that a lot, don't you? Tell me, how powerful was the ancient times to escape without having to fight?"
Hearing the question from Feng, Tama's face instantly became flat, as Xia's hope of getting his attention.
"You can be ordinary, can't you? I want to put this mirror on!" annoyed Feng.
"Ck, I'm lazy to talk about drama with you. You've been mocking me since yesterday because my spectacle was a colossal drama" Tama sulked.
"God, in a crucial time like this still had time to sulk. Tama, do you want to die now or what?" Feng started to scrape.
"Yes, baffles. Hah, I didn't think about it for a second!" Tama turned her face away from Feng.
10 Minutes passed. Tama had not finished thinking, Feng started to fret. Time goes on, but Tama has not yet given instructions on how to escape like the colossal drama he always watched.
BRUISES!
"Old!"
Feng was annoyed until he kicked the table. "Why so long? Just tell me what way your dramatist uses it in his play. Why is it so hard to think?" resounding.
It even evaporated. It was still lazy to respond to Feng because he had previously laughed at Tama for liking such a drama. "You laughed at me yesterday. Why is it so pushy now? If you're so smart, why don't you think for yourself?" cetus Tama's.
After a long argument, they finally decided to watch an episode of the drama that Tama was watching. For a duration of 47 minutes, finally one episode where the abduction scene, made Feng get the idea.
"Okay, I've been watching it. I didn't expect you to have to download the video," said Feng again underestimating Tama as a drama lover.
"Once you say that ... upon returning home from this village, I will return to Indonesia and will not continue that confusing work!" threatening Tama, he was annoyed because he continued to be teased by Feng.
Even so, they do not hate each other. What he said was just a joke because basically, both of them were indeed less than a quarter.
"Xia, what are you-"
Feng turned his head and saw that Xia had fallen asleep with his stomach and mouth hooked up. That made Feng and Tama laugh. Not wanting to lose an important moment, Tama photographed Xia's pose that was not beautiful.
"What are you photographing it for?" asked Feng whispered.
"I can use this to blackmail him. I cleaned the house all day, cooked and everything. But he even brought some of his friends over and made the house a mess. I was very upset by the attitude of this rancid boy. Lumpia!" tama replied with her sweet lips.
Wanting to get some fresh air, Tama was about to go outside for a while looking at the ancient house building. Feng warned her to remain cautious as it was not the area she lived in.
Leaving Feng and Xia in the room, Tama came out with a camera that she was ready to use to photograph the ancient building. As a wood businessman, Tama is very interested in the design of wood in the residence.
"It's good that the carving. It must be very expensive too. Hum, do all Tianghoa people really like this? It could be that if I add a new profession and business like that, it will definitely be profitable," he muttered while gently rubbing each wood carving on the wall.
As her steps pass through the kitchen, Tama accidentally sees the woman who had always been with Dishi, being in the kitchen as well. Curious about what the woman was doing, Tama said.
Honey, before her steps increased by two steps, Tama saw the woman slashing the head of a servant until her blood spurted on the woman's shirt and face. Instantly, Tama's legs became limp.
Luckily Dishi came faster and instantly silenced Tama's mouth which almost made a sound. Tama is directly pulled as far as possible and brought to the corner of the home environment that is rarely in the touch of people.
"It's quiet? Relax, okay? Istighfar .. make your heart calm," said Dishi whispered.
Tama nodded, Dishi slowly released his silence.
"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim Allahu Akbar. O Allah, astaghfirullah hal'adzim__"
Dishi increasingly could not bear to involve Tama in danger. He rubbed his brother-in-law's back gently. "Are you calm?" he asked again, making sure if Tama was right should have calmed down before he told the truth.
"Barusan ... You're asking me to be Istighfar? And you can stand?" ask Tama.