EVERNA Ring of Fire

WATAS Part 4

"Follow that porpoise!" he shouted at the judge a moment later. "He'll guide us out of the storm zone!"

The pilot turned to the left-right looking for the master and the creature in question. Then he exclaimed, "Tell the captain, he determines everything!"

Daeng Hasan who was now standing behind the body of the pilot exclaimed, "Follow Dhaka's lead! Please, Dhaka! All the help we received with a chest of air! But we can't see the porpoises anywhere!"

"Give it to Dhaka!" While saying so, the commodore crept as fast as lightning into the bow. He then saw the pesut and ascertained the direction of his movement. Then Dhaka returned to the cruiser and exclaimed, "Turn left, three full turns of the steering wheel!"

Submissively, the pilot rotated his steering wheel three full turns.

"All right!" Furthermore, countless times have Dhaka gone back and forth between the direction and stern of Pinissi. Once there was a sense of regret, perhaps it is better for the wrestler to call for directions from the ship so that he is not too troubled and can help the crew and other fellow warriors who are struggling with all their might.

But in this precarious state, the porpoises with long sense do not want to get hit by the body of the ship that is changing direction. So, Dhaka immediately quelled the annoyance and continued to move, carrying out his duties.

Not for an hour, then there is a bright spot at the end of the struggle. The storm seemed to gradually subside, when in fact Pinissilah who had just left the stormy area that was still crazy.

It was only when the directional directional stars again appeared in the sky, the Pinissi screens again expanded. The waves are calmer, the sea turmoil subsides. Kaplpun no longer swings and shakes hard, so Dhaka can stand in place without having to bother balancing his body again.

Instantly, Dhaka's body felt limp and extremely heavy. Forced the commodore to sit near the right side fence of the ship near the bow. The cheers of the crew reverberated, it sounded like heart-massaging music, like caressing water, invigorating the painful muscles from being moved for hours on end.

What followed later was drowsiness. The turn of Dhaka's eyes now feels like it's being crushed by the Yamkora avalanche. When the mighty Komodorai almost lulled, carried to the dream realm, the loud voice of the ship's master, Daeng Hasan Alamuddin made Dhaka aghast. "Well, here's our hero today. Thanks to the clues and the incredible work of Dhaka Komodorai, we all survived the storm this time."

Dhaka forced himself to stand up and said, humbling, "Dhaka just follow the instructions of the Srisari. Mother Nature guides us, send a talking porpoise, miraculously guide the right direction out of the storm area." Then he looked to the left. "Oh yeah, where's that porpoise now? He's the real hero."

"Did he just leave after performing the Srisari's message?" ask Arumi.

Nirya commented, "What a noble-hearted magical animal."

"Wait first. Look, I think the porpoises are there." All eyes were fixed in the direction that Sthira pointed.

Just then the porpoise jumped again from the sea, this time not as high as usual.

Apparently, it is not only a demon like Dhaka who understands the words of the pesut. "T-please... Dapu Dapu tired... May... Dapu Dapu get on the boat?"

The humans are shocked. Although a type of mammal, lactating animals, porpoises are still classified as fish, marine animals that are not two natural animals such as frogs. If it takes too long out of the water, the porpoises will run out of air.

Precisely on the sidelines of doubts and answers that never arrived Dhaka exclaimed, "Please, Dapu Dapu!"

Dapu Dapu the porpo cheered childishly, "Hore! Thank you!"

Without waiting for a follow-up answer from the captain of the ship and the mission leader, the porpoise dived, gathering all the rest of his energy. Then he jumped as high as he could from the water, over the side fence of the ship and landed on the deck. The large, gray and slippery body was floundering on the wooden floor. Fins and tails jerking.

But Dhaka did not care about the gaze and noticed what happened next to the porpoise. Perhaps due to fatigue, the body shaped like a dolphin was changing shape slowly. Starting from the head, body, fins and finally the tail shrinks into the head, body, hands and feet of humans.

Precisely, the other form of the pesut was a boy whose physical appearance was no more than ten years old. The boy was just wearing some kind of pants made from a tangle of grass and seaweed. Her skin was pure white, her hair was green and long, wavy and entwined thickly in a gimbal style. In the darkness of that night, all eyes might mistake the hair for grass and seaweed anyway.

The most interesting of course the face of the boy is very beautiful, tends to be sweet. Innocent Nirya immediately approached, placing her palm gently on the child's chest. Nirya then cast magic Semilir Wind Healer, channeling magical power through each finger of his hand and recover every sign of injury, injury and fatigue in each inch of the slender body.

The boy smiled, his originally pale face returning brightly excited. "Thank you, sweet brother. Dapu Dapu is not tired anymore" he said. Just like in the form of a porpoise, his voice was high-pitched, almost shrill.

Called the "sweet brother", Nirya's cheeks clearly hinted red. "Either. It is precisely we are all here who thank you for guiding us out of the storm and saving our lives. What, Dapu Dapu is it?"

Dapu Dapu nodded quickly.

Arumi, who was curious, asked, "Is your true form human or pesut?"

The question from Sthira is more direct. "Where are you from, Dapu Dapu?"

Hasan commented, "He's a pesut, so he must be from Akhsar, right?"

With many questions, Dapu Dapu finally shouted, "Enough! Dapu Dapu dizzy, you know!"

Finally Dhaka who spoke up, "Let Dapu Dapu rest first. It's a very hard night, if you want to talk about something, wait until the body and mind are fresh again.'

Not a word of rebuttal was thrown. So Dhaka said again, "Ah, so everyone agrees with Dhaka, huh? Alright. Come on Dapu Dapu, Dhaka show me your bed."

But Dapu Dapu brushed off Dhaka's hand and exclaimed, "No! Dapu Dapu wants sweet brother that's the only one between Dapu Dapu!"

Dhaka was surprised to hear it. But there was even more surprised, namely Nirya. "Eh, you're the same as Dhaka first yes, brother still has to take care of the injured..." Though the real reason for Nirya is that she wants to take care of Sthira's wounds.

"No want! Same sweet sister!" Dapu Dapu sulked like a child his age.

"Had Nirya, between Dapu Dapu first, just treated the injured," said Dhaka.

Nirya's face was met with a crimson red, probably out of embarrassment. Without saying anything more, he guided Dapu Dapu away.

The crowd on the deck also dispersed, leaving Dhaka standing alone, staring up at the stars. He muttered, "This is the will of the Srisari. There must have been an intent for the Srisari to call a storm and bring Dapu Dapu to us."

Dhaka is determined to unravel all its truths at sunrise.

The source of the image reference for Daeng Hasan, Nahkoda Kapal Pinissi is the image of Sultan Hasanuddin, the Indonesian National Hero of Makassar used on Daeng Koro's Twitter account.