The distance from one gazebo to another seems far apart, each at the left and right ends of the garden, but that doesn't stop Naila from slowing down.
Drastic changes in the weather occurred, which previously felt cool is now hot, very hot.
The girl then walked along the edge of the park, the paved road outside the park was very clear from her position. Maybe because the amusement park is only surrounded by cypress trees with an iron fence on the outside, allowing anyone to see the situation and conditions inside or outside the park.
Towards the right corner of the park, precisely at the gazebo that was there, Naila spent a few minutes.
Instantly a harsh sigh escaped her lips, "Maybe the gazebo over there," she monologued to herself when there was no path she found behind the small building. There is only an iron fence and after that the houses that may belong to the residents.
For a moment Naila put down of the child, seeing that the road she was about to take was not as busy as before, she decided to hold the boy's hand. After all, her arms were starting to cramp and go numb.
"Dave, are you all right?" Naila asked, equating her position with the child.
Those who were spoken to immediately nodded in agreement. "It's okay Auntie."
Naila briefly kissed Dave's forehead then started to walk, only her steps this time was not as fast as before, she tried to match the little boy's steps.
Until a few moments later, Naila finally reached the gazebo that had been her goal for a long time, and at the same time, a sigh of relief instantly escaped from between her lips when she found the path the middle-aged man was referring to.
Only, to reach that path, she had to pass through the door. The door is part of the iron fence that surrounds the garden. It's small in size, and maybe only fits one or two people? If her guess was right, it was a door that locals used to go through to find money inside the amusement park.
Naila, who had stopped for a moment, turned back and looked around, making sure that no one was following her.
After feeling safe, then Naila started to walk towards the door with Dave in her arms.
However, the girl's body suddenly froze when she saw that the door was locked tightly, but only for a few seconds.
"Auntie, are we going out through this door?" Dave asked suddenly.
"Correct honey."
"But how do you do it, Aunt? The door is locked," Dave said in his childlike voice.
Naila who heard the boy's story just smiled. "It's not a problem, honey," she said then removed the hairpin that was perched in her hair.
Dave tilted his head in confusion at Naila's behavior.
"You noticed this, huh?" Naila said then approached the door, intending to release the lock using the hairpin that was already in her hand. This is not a big problem for her.
The hairpin was deliberately prepared beforehand. Since leaving home, she had never let it get away from her, just in case her father's men found her and locked her up somewhere.
Naila never expected to use that thing in a situation like this. Let's say this is one of her luck.
Naila slightly lowered her head and began to insert the hairpin into the lock hole. Just shake it for a few seconds and…
The lock is open.
"Auntie, the lock is open," said Dave looking enthusiastic.
"Yes, honey," replied Naila with a smile that never left her lips.
"I will try it later," the boy said again, clearly a look of interest filling his eyes.
Naila didn't respond and just gently stroked Dave's head.
"Come on, honey," she said, taking one of Dave's hands back and starting to walk.
Anna's son just nodded, following Naila out of the garden. Along the path which on the left and right sides are covered with cypress trees, they occasionally come across several houses, it seems that the road they are taking is a local road that is usually used by residents. Naila just found out that it turns out that the park in the city center is interconnected with residents' settlements.
When their position was about ten meters from the park, Naila slowed her pace, walked leisurely while catching her breath.
Occasionally the two of them ran into several people who Naila thought were residents. Even though Naila didn't know where the road would lead them, she didn't seem the least bit hesitant, because her main priority right now was to leave the garden as far as she could.
The noise of the crowd coming from the amusement park was getting smaller in her ears, it was very quiet and only the sound of footsteps breaking dry leaves could be heard breaking the silence.
"Auntie..." Suddenly Dave's voice was heard and managed to make Naila immediately turn to him.
"Why, dear? Are you tired?" asked Naila who stopped her steps and matched her position with the boy.
"No, I am, Auntie."
"Then?"
"Erm, may I ask for that thing?" Dave asked, his voice a little hesitant.
"That thing? Which one, honey?" Naila asked back, her brow furrowed in confusion.
"That one was Auntie. The one Auntie used to open the door lock," replied Dave with a look that looked so adorable.
Instantly Naila smiled broadly, "For what dear?"
"I like it, Auntie. may I have it?" replied the boy again.
Naila stroked Dave's hair for a moment, "Of course you can, honey," she said then removed the hairpin from her hair and gave it to Dave.
"This... don't lose it, okay?"
"Okay Auntie, I will take very good care of it," replied the boy with a smile on his lips, looking very happy to receive goods from Naila.
"I'll take this as a gift from you, Auntie," he added.
"Hehehe, it's up to you," replied Naila.
"Thank you, Auntie," Dave said as he tucked it into his shirt pocket.
"You're welcome, dear," replied Naila then rose from her position.
"Let's go and get a drink, honey," she added.
"Um," said Dave, nodding.
They then stepped again, continuing their way down the path.
A few minutes later, maybe ten minutes. Finally, Naila managed to get out of there and find a paved road.
It turned out that the middle-aged man's words were true, looking around, there were only residential areas as far as her eyes could see. The surroundings were very quiet, maybe because it was the middle of the day? Time for people to rest.
Naila then continued on her way, looking for traders she might be able to meet in the settlement.