Chapter 6.
"Bri? Can you please take my purse?" Kelly asked, as they were about to exit the plane.
"Of course!" Sabrina grabbed Kelly's purse, and she couldn't help but smile when Kelly lifted the young girl up in her arms, putting her head against her shoulder.
"She's so tired." Sabrina whispered as she stroke the little girls back.
"It's been a long flight."
It had been a long flight. The distance between Los Angeles and Jakarta - the biggest city in Java - is 8 984 miles, which is the same as 14 458 kilometers. They had been flying for over 18 hours. There had been several hours of delay in Los Angeles, and it had turned to evening -again- before they landed in Jakarta. All of them had been sleeping a lot, even Kris, who now was hurrying off the plane. They went to the baggage claim, and luckily all their baggage made it to Jakarta too. They grabbed their things, Bosley grabbed Kelly and Ella's baggage since Kelly were still carrying the sleeping child.
They walked out towards the big hall, and they immediately found a man with a sign that read "Angels". They all shook hands before heading out to the car. The man helped them load their bags into the back of the minibus, and all of them jumped in.
"What time is it here now?" Sabrina asked the driver.
"It's 8:45 pm." The driver smiled.
"Oh. That's over 14 hours time difference." Sabrina said after some quick counting inside her head.
"Forward or backwards?" Bosley asked.
"Los Angeles is behind Jakarta."
"Where are we going now? When will we be there?" Kris asked the driver nervously. "And have you heard anything from the search team?"
"We're going to Labuan. It will take about two and a half, maybe three hours."
"Make that two and a half." Kris said. "Have you heard anything from them?" She re-asked.
"No, not since about three hours ago, and it was no difference by then. You can contact them yourself with this radio if you want to."
Kris grabbed the radio, but realized she had no idea how it worked. The driver fixed it for her, and soon they all heard the voice of a man in the other end of the radio. Kris took the radio from the driver.
"Hello, sir, this is Kris Munroe, Jill Munroe's sister."
"Hello Ms Munroe. Charlie called and said you were coming. Where are you now?"
"We just left the airport in Jakarta, according to the driver we'll be here in two and a half hours."
"Yeah, it usually takes about that."
"Have you found anything? Or anyone?"
"No. We haven't, I'm sorry. We're still searching the beaches for any sign on them. Seven people can't just disappear out of nowhere. We know they took a life raft. If they drowned and their bodies disappeared, at least we would be able to find the raft."
Kris took a deep breath. The thought of her sister being dead still made her fight with the tears.
"Sir. Please be honest with me. It's been far over 24 hours. Do you think they have a chance?"
"If they made it to a beach, and are unharmed, I'm positive they are okay, at least if they have any common sense about the wildlife. It's easy to find edible plants, and there's a lot of streams with fresh water in all the islands. Also, the divers who entered the airplane said the kitchen was empty. If we're lucky, they emptied it after the crash and not during the flight. Also, there was cabins open, and we think they've taken blankets and pillows, and the medical equipment, along with a knife and taser. And as far as the wild animals goes, they rarely walk close to humans."
"Wild animals?" Kris gasped. That thought hadn't even crossed her mind.
"Orangutans, elephants, other type of monkeys, sun bears, rhinos, komodo dragons…"
Kris exhaled, trying to not think about that.
"Ms Munroe. We will find them. And I hope they're in good condition."
"Thank you sir. And, I never caught your name?"
"I'm Setiawan. Do you know what that means?"
"No, I don't."
"It's means `faithful´. Have faith in me Ms Munroe. Have faith."