Death Island

The Beginning of Death Island

"So, I mean the elder. This island used to have inhabitants?" ask Ayesha.

Everyone was so eager to hear a story behind the story of a terrible name,

"We used to be here a bunch of retarded people. No one has ever realized our existence, even though the government has repeatedly done its best!" said elder Yahmen,

"We learned Indonesian, handicrafts, and many things. Schools already exist, then .... "

50 Years ago ....

The morning birds chirp so sweet, the husbands have brought their fish catch to be peddled to the next island by riding a small motorboat.

Beeluf Island is so peaceful, an island that has 4 amazingly unique areas. There was a Bamboo Forest, which was full of various kinds of bamboo was in the area.

The area of the Dark Forest was slightly haunted and had many hunted and savage beasts. The Steppe area is a bit of a valley with clear springs and waterfalls on its steep hills.

And the Desert Region, which is vast with ase lakes and wild camels, inhabits many deserts.

The Beeluf people thought it was a gift from the Beloved to them.

Along the white sandy beach with rows of coconut trees, two little girls aged 10 and 12 years ran around the beach.

They were waiting for their father to come home from the next island selling his fish, a young man came down with a sack of rice, groceries, and daily necessities.

"Dad! Daddy!" the children shouted running to greet their father by the beach, "Let's take him, Dad!" yelled the bigger girl.

"Muti, just take this!" said a young man named Bahale. He gave me a plastic piece of fruit and stationery, "Me, Dad?" ask the smaller girl.

"Yahmen, you just take this!" bahale. He gave her a small bag of plastic, containing a baby girl that Bahale saw at the market center on the island next door.

The three were running around laughing along the beach, they entered the house in the bamboo forest area made using bamboo and strong wood from the dark forest, shaped like a stilt house.

The population on Beeluf Island is a very small population and has embraced one of the religions that is Islam, the population is no more than about 100 people. They loved and loved each other with the 40 Heads of the Family.

The life of the Beeluf people is very comfortable, Bahale is the traditional chairman of the Beeluf Tribe. His face was very handsome, and his wife Mahani was very beautiful.

They besides going to sea also farmed vegetables, the beautiful morning was surprised by the sound of the roar of a plane that exploded in the desert.

The residents ran towards the desert, they saw the blaze and tried to put out the fire by stockpiling it with desert sand. They saw a very handsome and young man lying not far from the explosion, "Come, we help this young man!" bahale.

All the citizens were stretcher handsome men who looked a little like Caucasians, the residents were so enthusiastic about helping the young man.

They took him to the house of the Chief Adat, Bahale, all the elders treated him with traditional herbs to spiked into his wounds.

They took turns guarding the young man, a week later the young man coughed loudly from his stupor, "Where, me?" lirih the young man.

He looked around him a group of people in the interior who wore clothes all covered and full of politeness, and made of batik fabrics.

"Calm down, you're on Beeluf Island, what's your name, son?" ask elder Rayan as a healer and a makeshift doctor.

"Alberto, Alberto Kuro. Muti carried a bowl of porridge, he fed it painstakingly.

He also gained the trust and sympathy of all citizens, but the kindness shown by Alberto is a camouflage of the true evil of his attitude.

He wanted to rule the entire island with all the resources the island had, "I will rule this island, I will be its owner!" inner Alberto.

He came home, the residents were so sad to let go, they took it off by boarding a motorboat.

The citizens gave him pocket money, food and many mementos from the good citizens of Beeluf.

Beeluf was still waving at the edge of the floor, accompanying Alberto's departure.

At night some heli came, they dropped Alberto's mercenaries into the houses killing all the beeluf citizens there was nothing left.

The citizens who were so innocent just astonished and did not give a fight, Mahani hid his two daughters into a large jar, which was,

"Don't make a sound, live for your future

Reply this grudge to death, fetch you!" mahani. He closed the container and turned off the oil lamp.

Some soldiers dragged Mahani and wanted to rape her, they had no idea what the men were doing to her mother.

Finally, with the rest of Mahani's strength, he took out the horn of the soldier to kill the man. However, unfortunately for him he was strapped with bullets, until he died staring at his reservation.

Yahmen wanted to scream, but Muti shut his mouth. They were only able to see the cruelty of the army, slaughtering everyone they knew and loved.

Silence ensued, everyone's screams turned into nothingness. Muti and Yahmen sailed up the ridge of the house, they peeked out from behind the nipah roofs. Their small bodies make it easier for them to hide,

His father was dragged into the middle of the field in front of the house they used for customary events. Muti and Yahmen saw Alberto coming, they were so excited they hoped Alberto would help them.

"Alberto, please save everyone!" grinning Bahale.

Alberto crouched down in front of Bahale's battered body on the ground, he grabbed Bahale's hair. He looked at Bahale's face that had helped him, "Hahaha you are fools, I hate innocents and fools!" said Alberto.

He forgot who had saved him from death, "So, you're the one who brought them?" ask Bahale.

Alberto smiled haughtily, "I want to have all these islands, and you must be cut off!" hardik Alberto's.

Bahale smiled, "This island will be your death, you will never succeed! bahale as his vow.

Alberto wrathfully, pulled out the horn of one of his soldiers, and slit it into Bahale's neck.

"Hahaha, this island is the Island of Death, the beeluf people!" shout Alberto.

Lightning and wind also rain snatched each other, all residents of beeluf lost swallowed by the flood that came out of nowhere.

Muti and Yahmen hide, running into the forest of Darkness. There they met elder Rayan, who lived nomadically.

The elder Rayan and the two boys were all that was left of the original beeluf people, the two boys told him about the old people and all the people who had died.