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Missing Rose Trace (Last Review)

Written by : Linda Herliantina
Reviewed in English by : DS. Utomo
Published by : Mizan Publishing House, Bandung, Indonesia

Hello, Friends! I have already given you a part of the traveling adventures of the Four Teens Gang. This exciting story was written by my daughter Linda Herliantina in a children’s story book originally entitled "Jejak Mawar Hilang" or "Missing Rose Trace" in English. This story was written in the Indonesian language and published by Mizan Publishing House, Bandung, Indonesia.

For any reason relating to the translation procedure of published books, unfortunately I can not provide more information about that book .

If you have any idea or suggestion, please leave comments here. Really appreciate your review .

(DS. Utomo)

Missing Rose Trace (Part 7)

Written by : Linda Herliantina
Translated in English by : DS. Utomo
Published by : Mizan Publishing House, Bandung, Indonesia

Although located a bit remote but the Grass Valley has a pretty good tourism potential. Local government has also provided access road to this area, although still a rocky road . Farther than the distance traveled by walking, because the road is available for this vehicle should be around two hills.

Like the other tourist areas, in the Grass Valley there are also some pretty luxurious villa buildings. Three of them are named in Spanish,
Italian or other names in foreign languages , such as Villa Esperanza, Green Valley Villa, and Villa Cleopatra. There are some more modest villas too, such as Orchid villa and Jasmine villa.

There is also an old building in the form of a long hall. If we get into this building, there is a corridor that extends well. Beside the corridor there are empty rooms with no beds for rent. But it is provided roll mat that can be held for bedding. While on the left and right alley lined former chair made of foam rubber upholstered plastic seat that has been torn here and there. Some sofas are also equipped with small pillows. According to the guards ward, they also provide thick blankets for those who need them. There are four bathrooms in the rear of the building.

The next night, Dul went on strike. He no longer wants to sleep in a tent like last night, because he was scared, chased by a black shadow that seemed to roam around their tents. He said that it is clearly not human, but a ghost ...
"I do not want any more sleep in the tent, Yo ..Please get me lodging around here,.... "
"Come on,. It’s not a ghost! "Said Jalu .
"Obviously I saw the mysterious shadow . The image of a black robe with sharp eyes that was standing approximately ten feet in front of me."Dul told them again to convince his friends. Clearly last night that he was not dreaming.

Finally Aryo, Jalu and Iqbal surrendered. They were sorry to see Dul apparently still traumatized by the incident last night. Then they tried to find where Dul could sleep tonight, namely the residence hall.

"Wait here a minute. I want to look around inside, "said Aryo to his friends in front of the ward. He immediately came into the hall, and look at the situation there.
Soon Aryo came back and told Dul.

"There's an empty sofa on the right. You can sleep there. I had also a blanket leased for you, Dul. Come in ! Good night, dear.... "

Dul hesitated for a moment and then stepped inside. He saw along the corridor in the ward were shining with dim lights . The rooms there appeared to be full of people. Some are lying, and some are sitting on the sofas . When he looked at the sofas along the hallway, he also found a lot of people sit back half snooze.

On the right side there is an empty single seat. Dul immediately threw his body on it. The backpack filled with food was placed at his side. While he had left the backpack containing clothing at the camp. He seemed to begin getting sleepy. He slowly pulled then his blanket And got ready to sleep. Before his eyes closed, he glimpsed a little girl sleeping on the couch across the pathway. The girl was asleep as she bent her knees under her chin and wrapped her arms holding her feet.

It seems like only an instant he was asleep, when suddenly Dul heard a smooth sound that woke up him.
"Brother, would you go with me a minute ...?"

Dul awakened immediately.
"Please accompany me to the front of this house. My father is in the villa there.... "

Dul immediately rubbed his eyes briefly, to make sure whether he was dreaming or not. Apparently the little girl had been seen standing in front of his nose.... He did not believe it.
"Ahh .., maybe I'm dreaming ..." he thought.

But the fine voice echoed in his ears again, this time with a tone of force:
"Come on, brother .... Please go with me.... Just a minute ... "

Not yet had he answered, suddenly the girl's hand pulled Dul’s arm, forcing him to stand up, then dragged the fat body to move out of the room. Dul staggered for a moment, almost tripped over his blanket. He was only aware that he was not dreaming. Half an attractive girl ran along the corridor with Dul in her arm, and then jumped out of the ward.

Beyond the dark, cold air immediately ambushed their faces. The girl still dragging him ran to an existing villa nearby.
"Come on, quickly ! "her voice sounded again and again faintly….

(To be continued

Missing Rose Trace (Part 6)

Written by : Linda Herliantina
Translated in English by : DS. Utomo
Published by : Mizan Publishing House, Bandung, Indonesia

Twilight sun began to peek in between the hills around the lake, when four teenagers were excitedly set up a tent. Meanwhile, near the lake, uncle Samin was watching their activities while at rest and enjoying cigarettes he was carrying. When finished setting up camp, Iqbal dropped to sit on the grass. He then reached into his backpack on the side, pulled out a book reading.

The evening began to cover the Grass Valley when they sat around the campfire. Meanwhile Jalu and Iqbal was busy preparing a simple dinner for them. The cool evening breeze began to bite the bone to make them close up jacket respectively. It’s silent everywhere. Peace and silence blanketed the Grass Valley . The soft sounds is only heard from crickets and the occasionally from wild beasts in the distance.

The night wore on; and the night air was getting cold. Thick fog began to fall over the lake. Aryo and Iqbal tried hard not to sleep, though it seems their eyes began to feel heavy to hold off. Half an hour ago uncle Samin went into his tent to sleep. Soft snoring sounds broke the silence of the night.
While in the distance a flash of shadow watched them, perfectly camouflaged in the dark of the valley ... ...

"Dul, wake up ...! "Shaking Dul’s shoulders, Iqbal tried to wake him from his beautiful dream.
Meanwhile, Dul seemed not to budge and still asleep. For several minutes, Iqbal tried to awaken him again, but it failed, too.
"Well, it should be woken up by violence ...” Iqbal thought as he walked toward the lake.

"Wake up...wake up! "Iqbal splashed Dul’s face with cold lake water.
"Tsunami ... tsunami ...! "Shouted Dul. He woke up with great shock, and thought that the water splashes came from a tsunami waves. And Iqbal smiled. His mission to wake up Dul had been successful.

The night passed without anything happening. The next day there was little new excitement in the tent of the Four Teens. After breakfast, Jalu found a threatening letter, tucked at the top of their tent. The content of the letter was short, written on a small paper-sized business card. This warning letter was sent without the name of the sender and without the address to whom, too. .Hastily Jalu called his friends.

"Let me see, Lu" Aryo grab soon the letters from Jalu, then read it loudly: - " DO NOT INTERFERE ... ...., IF YOU WANT TO BE SAFE ... .. !!!" -
"Uhh ...., This obviously fake ... I thinks there were young children who happened to pass by here tonight." Aryo sniffed her fingers as he tore the paper into small bits, and then threw it into the furnace cooking fire…..

(To be continued)

Missing Rose Trace (Part 5)

Written by : Linda Herliantina
Translated in English by : DS. Utomo
Published by : Mizan Publishing House, Bandung, Indonesia

It was too early. Only a few pale green colors that looked deliberately departed from their homes before dawn. The four teens were preparing to go to the Grass Valley.

"Have you all take jackets ? It’s very cold on the mountain ... "Aunt Ruspita warned, " Dul…,why do you not wear jeans ....?"
"He's already too fat, Auntie... .."Said Jalu.
"It's no one left behind ....?" asked Aunt once again, as she escorted them up to the gate, then waved her hand, "Be careful on the road ... ..!"

And to uncle Jatomo, Aunt said: "In the public transportation terminal later, don’t forget to buy vegetables and fruits for the children, and also for us at home ..."

They waved to aunt Ruspita who was still standing at the gate, when an old jeep started moving . Along the road leading to the city's last transportation terminal, they did not speak much, because they were still sleepy.

At the public transportation terminal, there were a lot of people selling vegetables and fruits. Uncle immediately purchased the goods aunt Ruspita ordered earlier, and handed then to Iqbal. Furthermore, Uncle saw someone sitting on a bench near the fruit seller. Turns out he was one of the guides, whose name was Samin .. After haggling about fees, uncle Jatomo then gave him money and told him:

"Uncle Samin, I entrusted the guard of children to you. If anyone naughty, just warn him.. .. "
Uncle Samin nodded. Then Uncle Jatomo waved his hand:
"Goodbye, kids .... Be careful on the road... .."

Then they began traveling. The expedition was led by Iqbal. By carrying a backpack containing clothing and books, he walked at the front. His body is tall, big and sturdy like an athlete. He hold a heavy load on his back sag. He also brought a sleeping bag rolls.

Then followed by Aryo who also carried the same innate. In addition to his books also insert medical supplies and equipment normally carried mountaineer like a compass, pocket knives, candles, matches, flashlight, and also yarn and needles.

Next Jalu with his skinny body, carried a backpack on his shoulders. Next in the procession was the teenager Dul with distended stomach, brought two backpacks, one containing clothes, and the other foods. Along the way he never stopped chewing, though breathing heavily.

In closing ranks, it looked ucle Samin, the guide. His body was muscular, tall and strong. He inherited a fairly carry weight, such as coil folding tent, cooking equipment, including pots, frying pan and other camp equipment. Apparently he was adequately trained to shoulder the heavy burden. So he brought toll the stuff easily without the slightest difficulty. Robust and steady pace, not staggered like Dul.

The Grass Valley, that's the location where the four teens were going to travel.. People call it Grass Valley because in the surrounding overgrown grass weeds. But often in the dry season stretch of grass was on fire so that scars the dry bushes.
According to the story of uncle Samin, in recent years there have lost a lot of persons . So people often call it the valley of missing persons. That’s the history of Grass Valley ...
Although the peak of the mountain is far, but there already chilly air, especially in the dry season it is today. . The Four teens were walking down a path up the dark and damp. The sky grew brighter so slowly.
At the left and right of the path there was overgrown with shrubs and wild grasses. As far as the eyes could see, the invisible presence of rice fields.

"Rainfall in the area here is very small. Here are far from rivers. The land is hard and rocky. " uncle Samin told them.
By the till at the edge of the first village, they looked narrow fields here and there. This rain-fed fields, depends entirely on irrigation only from rain.
They had reached the first village before noon. They stopped, rested and enjoyed lunch .

"Grumbul Pringsewu, the name of this village," said uncle Sámin who later explained that it means the village with thousand of bamboo trees.

After lunch and rest sufficiently, Aryo motioned to depart. Previously, he turned first to the direction he sees Dul still smack with food in its mouth.
"What, already finished eating, Dul?"
"Do not eat all of your lunch, Dul," Jalu said sarcastically as he rose. Dul the pudgy cheeks looked flushed for a moment, blushing. The others smiled. With slow motion Dul finally stood up. Her legs looked tense body weight-bearing gain weight, especially when he started carrying a backpack on his shoulders. Almost alone he sat back, if Iqbal does not quickly grab his arm.

The journey from the village of Pringsewu began to climb. This condition causes their foot steps are not as fast as earlier, especially Dul who now looks lagging far behind. Therefore, Iqbal who are in front, feeling sorry, then slow motion of her legs. They walked in silence. No more residual breath to speak.
Meanwhile the sun in the sky began to spray them with a light silvery white color. But the warmth of the rays it still could not beat the cool mountain air in the vicinity. However, the droplets of sweat began to burst out in their faces. Only uncle Samin himself who seemed still in good shape. Steady stride. Even now he leads in the vanguard with a greater and greater distance away from the group of four teens.

Finally, they also arrived at the Grass Valley in the afternoon. That Valley is a campsite that is located at the bottom of a valley. To get there we must pass through wild grass that thrives. Once down to the valley floor, they saw the beauty of the place. A small lake lies in front of them, with a very clear water, surrounded by a verdant expanse of hills around it. The voices of some forest animals drifted from this place, makes perfect symphony of nature. Expanse of white clouds that marched in the sky refract beautiful shadows on the water, because the lake is so clear. Near the lake there is an empty field is pretty wide, which is usually the place set up tents for people who often camped here.

(To be continued)