Death Island

Aoi and her story

At night all the beeluf rode the Kano across the sea to Tak Berduan Island.

Paddling canoes with silence and a thousand languages, they know. They probably won't return safely.

Only a hope of struggle and freedom will lead them to the door of freedom from tyranny.

Yahmen looked back at the black mound of the island that had raised it soaring, with the reflection of the light of the walls around it.

Sebersit pangsih and sad, for the first time he left the island in his life.

He didn't go to visit his family or visit.

He only wanted to claim his rights as the clan head.

for his clan's freedom from tyranny, he knows. It is likely that he did not return safely or that God was still kind to him,

and give it a little more time to enjoy the freedom and see the progress of its ancestral island.

However, he himself was no longer able to reason.

He still clenched his hands, so that the waves continued to send them across smoothly.

In order for the tide to last so that the tiny canoe, no longer bobbed into the craggy coral around the island.

He looked at his ancestral land. Where his brother, Sepuh Rayan, and both his parents and entire clan had been buried there in one corner of the island.

He only knew the grave of elder brother and Sepuh Rayan was not with both the old man and all his other clansmen, only he was the only remaining clan left.

The island mound looks calm and peaceful, but a little haunted and creepy.

Yahmen took his breath, he was able to imagine all the greatness of all the past he had ever gone through on the island.

Laughter, crying, wounds, everything. He did not expect the time to pass so quickly, the ripples of the waves hit the canoe slowly.

A herd of dolphins flashed in front of them, all canoes had to budge. They paused for a moment to allow the other creatures of God to move forward.

Mano developed a regional song, a song from Ujung Pulau Sumatra.

A song of struggle and songs that a mother chants to her child in the cradle.

Yahmen did not understand the sad and passionate Mano language.

They were in the middle of the ocean, Yahmen made protection assisted Mano, Ayesha, Yura and some beeluf women who had magical talent.

They did not want to invite Alberto's soldiers to know of their whereabouts.

Once again Yahmen looked behind him, "Goodbye my beautiful island. I hope I can still go back there," he said.

Yahmen stands on the front bridge of the canoe. His body as light as cotton was able to stand anywhere, he still clenched his hands parallel to his stomach.

His long silvery hair was blown by the sea breeze which moved in rhythm with the direction of the wind.

Everyone was amazed by all the things in Yahmen that never receded with age.

It remains mighty, and extraordinarily beautiful and unpretentious.

Aoi was so amazed and adored him, she had gotten a lot of wounds from a struggle. Yahmen alone is the place to go home, where wounds and sorrow will be healed.

Only Yahmen kept him afloat and remained on the island. It is Yahmen's love that keeps him always on and bound to the island.

He still remembers when his father took them across the ocean by boat, only to work on the island.

Their lives are a little difficult in Japan with the dense population and the difficulty of employment.

His father was tempted to build an island with the lure of a large salary by one of the world's conglomerates.

His father was an architect, and he was asked by Alberto to build a wall along the island.

His father took him and his mother to work, and when they arrived on the island of Beeluf they lived in a Japanese house-style house in the Bamboo Forest area.

Many samurai there are practicing swords, Aoi little 10 years old also studied samurai there.

Most Japanese Clans and Indonesian people blend in with each other's customs. They became laborers there to build a very large wall.

So they play the wooden sword to just let go of his fatigue and to remember their village far away there.

Aoi was strolling around the Bamboo Forest, she always wanted to climb the hatter cliff but her parents forbade.

Rumors always say if there are man-eating ghouls in the desert and in the Dark Forest, making Aoi always undo his intention to take a walk around the island.

Little Aoi only dared to go around the Bamboo Forest alone, looking for mushrooms, and bamboo shoots. Running around catching quails with children his age.

Little Aoi repeatedly met the white-clothed, sacrificial man who always walked quickly. As if not stepping on the ground and around him as a tall grass as if protecting him.

He had also seen two women who were slightly older than him and women his age were running around the Bamboo Forest.

Aoi never managed to catch up to him, they ran lightning-fast with grasses rolling around them.

Making Aoi once rolled in the grass for trying to chase the two women.

Little Aoi was curious, with her kimono and tray continuously chasing and slashing the grass with her wooden sword.

However, the grass rolled him up until he was like a cocoon.

She can't move, "Mom!" little Aoi shouted in Japanese.

No one heard, but how many minutes later he fell on the grass as if he had fallen on a mattress.

He ran home, "Mother! I met a ghost!" yelled Aoi entering the house.

He threw his wooden sword and tray at any place. His mother simply laughed and hugged him, "Mother, already said, 'Never go outside of the Bamboo Forest!' you never listen to him" his mother replied.

Aoi entered inside the blanket and curled up, she recalled the face of a thin, flattened woman with her thick black hair.

As if his head was bigger than his body, he stared at Aoi at a glance above the back of the woman who was slightly larger than him.

Run as fast as a deer through the Bamboo Forest. The face of the little boy was so beautiful, Aoi who was only 10 years old felt that the little boy was so beautiful.

The little lady had skin that was not too white, her black hair was swinging on her back.

They wear red, clean clothes. The shadow of the girl's face and her gaze was always reflected in Aoi's mind.

He always waited for them on the edge of the bamboo forest. However, he never met them again.

Both are lost like swallowed by the earth, Aoi was so disappointed. He wanted to run after the woman, but he could not find her.