All Chapters of In the Name of the Sacred Tree: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

I immediately packed up and said goodbye to my mother and sister. Like the trip to Brazil, I brought only what I needed. I texted Kacey, apologizing to her for waking up late."Sorry, I woke up late," I said."You're always like that when you're drunk," said Kacey. "Well, hurry up and pick me up here.""I'm on my way," I replied.I drove straight back to the Schielhorts' house. Damn. In two days I have to go back and forth to West Surabaya. I had to take Kacey with me because she's the only person who's ever been to the United States.In the middle of that trip, I made a video call with the LGBT Gang at the same time, asking where are they? Leah, Garry, Brittany, and Tiffany said they were preparing to head to the airport. I told them that I would meet them at Juanda Airport at 11 pm."I'll meet you at the airport at 11 pm," I said."What do you need that afternoon?" asked Leah."I woke up late and had to pick up Kacey first,"

“Do you know an old man who is still excited?” Kacey asked."Of course," I replied."Tell me," said Kacey."Okay," I said. "I'm going to tell you the story of a man in Saltyville.""Again?""Yes, Saltyville is full of great people.""Okay.""His name is Mr. Wayan."It was scorching hot at that time, so the rest of the rain that had fallen the previous day was not felt. In one corner of Saltyroth, the weather didn't seem to matter to an old man engrossed in the front porch of his log house. This grandfather has dark brown skin, short and thin. But his stature looks solid.The hair that framed his round head was trimmed like a military short hairstyle. The 'savage' impression of a soldier sticks. Round glasses adorn his mustache face. Cigarette smoke incessantly blew from his thin lips."No, knock, no, knock," the carpentry tools clashed.Maybe because it was hot, he was only wrapped in a single s

After parking the car in the airport parking lot, Kacey and I walked to the airport for international flights. Here, we met the LGBT Gang, which seems to have been there first."Hi! Kacey," said the LGBT Gang."Langley you're welcome too," said Kacey, "I'm glad you can come along.""Now what, Lang?" she asked."Now we wait for the manager of Boumerank," I said.Unusually Brother Quinn wasn't in a place like this. Usually, he was there and prepared everything."Langley!" apparently the person I was talking about just showed up. He is professional and dedicated."Hi! Brother Quinn," I said and introduced him to the LGBT Gang, "these are my friends who are coming to the United States."“What a coincidence,” Quinn said, “Here are six tickets for you. The crew was already waiting in the boarding room. As usual, Ray, Fred, and Ivan will be late."The six of us took care of our check-in needs, while Brother Qu

Summerfest is an annual music festival held in downtown Milwaukee, Wisconsin. First held in 1968, Summerfest is located at Henry Maier Festival Park, adjacent to Lake Michigan and Milwaukee's central business district.The flight from Surabaya to Milwaukee Mitchell International Airport is 19 hours, 45 minutes. As soon as the plane landed in Wisconsin, United States, the next day, we immediately boarded a special bus that had been provided by the Summerfest committee. This bus then took us directly to the five-star hotel that had been booked by the committee.Just got off the bus, I didn't see the exhausted faces of Kacey and the LGBT Gang. Instead, they seemed to glow in the morning sun. I don't know what's on their mind so they smile to themselves while looking at the luxury hotel in front of them.As for me, mostly sitting in the plane cabin makes me sore. I feel like I just want to go to sleep right away before the concert starts on Sunday tomorrow. Sleeping

"Lang, hey Langley," a female voice whispered, calling my name.I slowly opened my eyes. There was Kacey's face sitting in front of me. The fragrance then wafted into my nose."Did you just take a shower?" I asked, straightening up."Yeah," said Kacey, "and you'd better take a shower too!""What time is it?" I asked."Nine in the morning," Kacey replied."It's still morning. I want to sleep again," I said as I lay down and closed my eyes again."Come on, don't you want to see the Summerfest?" Kacey sulked.My eyes immediately opened hearing that. Shit! I forget. Watching the Summerfest sounds like fun. Besides, I could feel the atmosphere first before the gig tonight."Okay, I'll take a shower first," I said."Hurray!"In the bathroom, I went back to what happened last night between Kacey and me. Her scent still lingered in my sense of smell. I could still feel Kacey's smooth skin in the palm of my hand.