Floating Boat

19

...There's The Other...

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Since the excitement of meeting at the dock with Miss, I started to be able to forget slowly about her. I strengthen myself even though fragile, I must be able to learn not to know his figure who often comes to accompany my loneliness at this time.

"There is a better and no less beautiful with Miss" I said as I characterized the heart that is hot again, after all love can be changed by others. If he can replace my position in his heart, I should be even more able to take his place in my heart.

The problem is with my mother. My mom doesn't know that I'm here still with Resky, not with Miss. Missed, at this moment whether she still wanted to see me or she just pretended to cry at that time. If my mom finds out, I'll be told to come home as soon as possible because my mom hopes, I'm here, calling Miss to come home with me.

What's the point, I'm thinking of her, dizzying her. He himself does not think of me. Now that I'm in Resky's house with her, she's so nice, she turns out to be a woman with a lot of achievements. Just look, inside his house, so many things to sell.

In Kampung Bugis, Resky is a respected woman. He also likes to help people who are in trouble.

The proof alone, when we went ashore to his house. Already many people who come to his house just want to see his return after a few months he died his hometown.

Young children aged two years to five years have prepared special gifts. All got rations from Resky.

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Interestingly, Resky never said that the gift of clothes he gave to the children could reduce the treasures he got. Even when I asked about it, Resky simply replied, "treasures can be sought but the affection of those around us, is very difficult to obtain."

That answer changed my perspective, which had focused only on the world, only knowing love and seeing everything from my future needs.

It's just right, once at his house, I didn't just look at them happily, happily, welcoming Resky's return. Resky for some people in Bugis village is an exemplary figure of young people.

When Resky was busy handing out the remaining unsold clothes, I was called by parents, a mother whose age was not much different from my mother.

"Son, you go inside the house, take a break ! your journey in the middle of the sea must have been very melting."

"Yes" I replied to the mother.

"Resky, who's the old man, he called me to go inside the house" just curious, I asked Resky.

"Just enter ! her Mother. I only live two lives with my mother. You were gone a long time ago, died when I was eight years old. You go into the house first, I'll follow after this."

I went inside the house. In the guest room, I saw quite a lot of photos of Phinisi's ship. I asked Resky's mother about the pictures, why they should be on display in the house and the ships in the picture, whose ship ?."

Just a few answers, Resky went into the house and he continued his mother's answer.

"The ships that are in the photo from generation to generation must have had it. Just look carefully, the ships in the photo are different from the current Phinisi model. The style is different, the architect of the making is older than the current ship style. My mother and I are actually of Protuguese descent, my ancestors who brought Phinisi to Sulawesi. After that, another Phinisi-phinisi sprang up. No wonder this village is called Bugis village because the first Phinisi to come was anchored here. But I don't know, no matter what I say, history always has another perception of the truth of the past"

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Long ago, misses who lived in my house. Now, I live in people's homes. It's a substitute, does it signify that between me and Resky will build a relationship.

"Well try, I have to think about this" I said myself.

He went into his room. His mother who was still with me also said the same thing to me.

"Son, if you want to rest, just go upstairs. Resky, the guy did. He was kind of like that to someone else. But, he's good, son !. You're the new ABK on his ship ?."

The new ABK ?!. "Yes, Mom ! I'm the new ABK on his ship. Ma'am, I'm going upstairs, yeah, I'm gonna take a little break."

"Oh, yes, son. Go upstairs, son !."

Like a palace, I just saw a house this big that was only inhabited by two women. The tree is all fancy, strangely ! Resky looks like a woman who is not rich.

I climbed the stairs in the house that led to the top floor. Above, I looked at the room I wanted to occupy. I opened the door and I entered the room. Resky may have forgotten or she accidentally, the picture of her messengers with her lover that she had told me about was neatly displayed right on the bed.

I stood on the bed to take the picture. Just want to see it from the closest distance to my eyes.

When I took it, the still-framed photo suddenly fell to the floor of the house. I took it back with the intention of wanting to re-attach it in place.

I don't know what prompted me to flip through their photos. On the back of the photo, it was clearly a piece of writing that I could hardly believe but that's what I saw.

"We can't be together anymore but I've been your husband for one night."

What do you mean these words ?. I don't understand the meaning of the writing behind this photo.

"Yes, it's none of my business, why try, I want to find out Resky's past life." Trying to advise myself not to think anything about Resky.

I put the photo in its original place. I don't care about those words. While sitting around, I look for reasons of a calm heart, why I had to have trouble with Miss. Though I have intended since my departure from the village is to meet Miss. But I'm sick ! I was sick to see him holding hands with the man, where they enjoyed the situation. If he hadn't held hands there would have been no way I was that angry. Not to mention that I was slapped in front of the crowd, just be careful, if I meet next time, I will reply.

In the heart pill, I freed all the weight of the mind that was in my head while looking for signs of a call to sleep.

There's only one word that makes me fall asleep, "Hindu, I want to meet you again, I want us to be able to live together, Miss, is it true that you're married ?."

The answer is only in the miss. I fell asleep carrying his name into my sleep.