
“After this, where to, Mas? Turn left, what how?” ask Rere who is driving and watch around closely.
Ojan who sat next to Rere, no less confused. Ojan was busy staring at his phone screen.
In the passenger seat, Fatimah's eyes were sitting flanked by Adam and Binar gradually looked down lackluster. “From now turn right turn left, not to the point. We even passed the remote gini road. This mah is not a holiday, but lost in crowds.”
“This we misled ...