He hide inside bush, thick bush. His eyes widely open look around.
Stand still. No sound. Breath slowly and deeply. Still no sound. No movement.
His eyes stare at a small hut near the river. Old but nice hut.
An old man laying on the middle of the hut. Close his eyes. Look like he in deep sleep but not, his mind keep thinking and thinking. A lot of question and problem filled his head make his forehead wrinkle a bit.
Sharp and shiny. A dagger lay near him without cover.
Still no movement from him. No. Not even.
Calm and windy the weather outside. The sun seem nice. The cloud look white. The blue sky bring a good news to everyone. A nice day.
Suddenly, a young man run as fast as he could to the old hut. He run and run.
The sweat cover all his bare body. Dirt also some sand stick at his chest.
He run and run as fast as he can.
Almost lost his breath.
Debuk !!!
He fell down.
"Who is that guy.." ask a man in th bush to himself.
