Floating Boat

10

...Story, Grief Before Marriage...

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There-there is !. After the dolphin shock that became a spectacle yesterday, this time, I miss attending the wedding of one of the relatives in the next village.

A rather large island from my island. It is about an hour's sea journey to the island. We left late in the afternoon, around 04:09 heading for the island. Because there was a wedding party according to the invitation we received.

There are many communities that follow. They want to feel how good it is to board the Phinisi ship owned by Miss. I have forbidden so much Missing that not too many people who ride on his Phinisi ship.

Thank God, on the way we did not get any obstacles. Phinisi ship arrived and anchored safely in the port of Kalaotoa Garaua.

The residents of Garupa scattering on the edge of the beach saw the Phinisi ship anchored right in front of the village. After we boarded, people who knew me came to pick me up by the beach. They asked, "where is Phinisi's tourist ship ?."

I laughed at her, I casually replied, "it's Phinisi, the owner is a woman, a tourist from Makassar. That's the guy who wears a long black headscarf."

"What is it like to be rich in Indonesians ?" Abidin.

The beauty of his question made me want to laugh even more, "She, because she is a native Indonesian, originally from the Bugis descendants of Makassar."

"Beautiful !."

Hearing the praise of the beautiful word pinned on Miss, I feel proud to have been able to make her the most valuable woman in my life.

All passengers have disembarked from the boat. We had a simple conversation to end. We also headed to the party house. While telling stories, looking at the eskotic scenery behind the height of a towering mountain. The thousand centipede mountain is clearly visible in the weaving of green trees.

"Hindu, have you ever heard of not a folktale that comes from kalaotoa about the thousand centipede mountain ?."

"Eden, all this time, since I was a child until now I have set foot on this island, I have never heard of the thousand centipede mountain. If the story is about Phinisi-phinisi who came to Indonesia, maybe I know. Is there anything special about the island ?."

"It's not just special. Behind the story, there are many unique events that when told awaken the spirit of the supernatural in the self, mystical, supernatural seems to come to pick us up. Moreover, we have arrived already want magrib."

Not cans, Abidin does not want to lose. He approached the two of us who were in a state of fun talking about the thousand centipede mountain.

Abidin looked for an opportunity, he approached Miss. Damn, I was taken away by him. Until he gave an explanation that what I told Miss was not entirely true.

"Gee ! this is bad people. No relatives, uh yearsya want to cornering from before me" I said in my heart, while looking at it so eagerly approaching Miss.

Yeah, you guys are so absorbed, why do I have to be sick. I passed, left them. Yes, if you want to hurry, then speed up his dreadlocks. If you succeed, I will give you love and my heart to take, replacing my position in his heart.

"You, why did I leave me the same man. He is not talking about the thousand centipede mountain. He even teased me with sweet words that my ears were already full of such words."

"So, I'm not leaving you. I called but you were the only one who didn't hear because of the same preoccupation of the man's story. Instead of me being asked to let me walk first, uh you even come want to be angry once you are here. What's up ?" I asked Miss.

"Already ! it's not important to talk about it anymore. For you call the mountain a thousand centipedes. You know, that's not what I'm talking about. Lazy ladenin the rich man earlier. In Makassar, such male models, many. Sprawling on the edges of the road, the difficult way it is, the model type of your rich man."

"Cie, cie.., smart also melt the heart of the worry."

"I'm just curious about that thousand centipede mountain. The man didn't tell me that. He asked me a lot of things that didn't make sense to me."

"Mitos mountain does exist. In the past, every Thursday and Friday night, a bonfire always appeared on the mountain. The light from the fire was the shape of a thousand centipede. For the past few years, people here have never seen him again."

"What is the effect of it being so that it can no longer be seen ?."

"Entai !. Instead, we will continue to miss. We should bring some help for the party master. After that, we just got home."

Perhaps our presence which is currently sitting in the seat under the front tent of the bridal house is already known by the bride's family. My instinct was not wrong, a woman from the front called out to us, when we saw, she was waving her hand.

Because the guests present a lot. Me and Miss didn't notice very well whether the one called was the two of us or not. Ignored just like that, the woman came to us who was still absorbed in feeling the atmosphere of the party tonight. Near the two of us, he immediately expressed the intention of the wave earlier, "Sir, Mom, you are awaited in the house by the party master. Please follow me to meet the party master inside" his orders were firmly on both of us !.

Our footsteps took turns to follow the rhythm of Islamic music that sounded on the stage of the bride. Just now we want to go up into the house to meet a happy family, a disaster happened. A male candidate from a woman who wants to get married tonight is rumored to have a heart problem.

Happiness, guests, and dishes that have been so forced to be enjoyed just like that, the wedding was canceled. The difficulty, because the hospital is located in the center of the city district which is quite far from the island becomes the first helper obstacle in the accident.

The only alternative to saving the life of the bridegroom is to be taken to the hospital by boat.

Me and Miss started to worry. Not because he did not want his Phinisi who brought the bridegroom to the city center but because of consideration do not get on the way later suddenly his illness became the cause of his death then the Miss who will certainly be blamed.

But how else. In addition to the fastest boat among the local residents. However, as a human being who has a heart, he chose to ignore the concerns that exist in him.

The bride now ran among the many guests present, Missing who almost shed her tears. He felt touched by the circumstances that should be his happiness night instead had to watch his candidate raised by many people on board.

Let my ship take him. My Phinisi trip to the city district can be reached in a matter of nine hours. As soon as possible, I miss going down to his ship, we will sail straight to the city without returning to the village.

Fate always speaks another. Just as the engine wanted to be rung, cries from inside the ship pierced through the walls of the ship going up to the upper deck. Just a memory, he had left before fulfilling the contract they had been waiting for.

Relax ! no more restlessness, he has forever been on his way to the Divine Rabbi.