Floating Boat

08

...The Bile Taxes, Between Intention and Rejection...

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Every time a gust of wind sweeps away the taste of the others, my friends who used to go home, they tell me I look different. The wind wanted to take me to the most soothing place, add warmth, blow my body. My friends sometimes tell me that I look brighter, different than before. There was a huge passion that suddenly formed a character in me. Even with a smile, my joke was more enthusiastic than the previous one. Always look happy.

Is it because of the miss ?. I think yes !. Because he I'm like this. Even my mother also told me there was a tremendous change in me since my closeness to Rindu, the Bugis City woman from Makassar who came with her Phinisi.

Be careful, and the shower is on time. The wonders of life are many days that I have experienced. It seems like I'm smarter and smarter at taking care of everything without my mother's help anymore. Not only was I more mature, I was even ready to be a husband to her.

A husband who will carry out his duties and Sunnah to his wife. A husband who won't brag when his wife needs his help. A husband who is willing to do anything to fight for a harmonious and romantic household ark. The husband is the backbone biologically and socially moreover love is a definite gift in every relationship.

"Have you ever heard the roar of the sound of a machine calling to Dream Island ?"

I had heard it before the lady's Phinisi of the City came and leaned against the port of Karumpa. From inside the ship, the ignorant spy saw her back then, many not blinking due to her beauty, the whiteness of her skin. Her people were astonished, only this time the figure of the City lady came using a phinisi with an amazingly stunning appearance.

And at that moment, the rhymes of the sea sentence, rumbled along with the pounding of his feet on the pier. He headed towards the Village Chief's house, looking for a simple house that could accommodate him for a while, fulfilling a lucky value he was looking for.

I was flabbergasted at night when I first saw her until this second she was with me in the end of a unique smile. The smile faded a little, the drop of dew that once drenched the earth was determined not to return. As if the Protugis were coming to fight against the country of the baldatun taiiban warabul gafur, I was again excited in an effort that I could not ignore.

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Moreover, I can see it every morning, afternoon and evening in my house. This morning, after that night, he didn't even get any closer to me. She's getting shy. Every where I go, I can no longer be with him. Then what kind of love is this, built on the basis of truth but distancing some of that truth from its own denial to me.

What it is, love is just a symbol of a lie in the name of affection. Every time I wanted to get close to her, the two women who were always with her were always in my way. I don't know why ? I knew him, accepted my love just wanted to see me change from the past.

Thank you if that's your wish, I accept with pleasure. In fact, I no longer know other women and love. All I see after you accept me is you. Missing, what is your purpose and purpose in accepting me as the person you are allowed to fill in the space of your heart until before I really know more about your feelings, you ignore me.

Is it because I am a village youth who is not the same as the City youth. Don't ! Missing not seeing me like that. Actually, the feeling is the same in each person only what is different is a special behavior in the loved one. I, you, will feel happiness if we both share, not as a form to enjoy but as an effort to convince each other.

Love is hanif, love that comes in the direction he has gone. That love applies to everyone as well as me.

You left when I wanted to bring you the papaya fruit I just picked, which was cooked on the tree, I wanted to give it to you. However, before I approached you, when you saw me, you rushed away, got down from the house, walked with two of your female friends towards the dock.

Misses, whether you see a demon coming at you or you see a young man who is not handsome in your eyes. That good looks are an eye-catching. People in general only see good looks rather than a genuine love ethic. If only you had asked me how much I wanted to be with you, I would have answered like the faithful heavens covering the earth.

Your struggle has proven that you don't really love me. This is what my mother told me to keep my heart out of pain. I was too excited, in a hurry to reveal what I had been harboring all along.

As he walked towards the dock. The papaya fruit that I brought for him I just put it on the mole. I was disappointed, hurt, as if you wanted to try me to prove the strength of my love for you.

Alright ! if that's what you want then don't blame me if I'll prove it to you. I don't care what happens to me, Miss. As the history that brings news about the entry of the Portuguese in Sulawesi which began in 1573 when the ship Ortiz the Tavora accident on the coast of the island of Selayar. They brought their hopes to Sulawesi until they had to face the disaster, leaving their families in Protugal for the meaning they were pursuing.

Let it happen, let those who are always with you teach me. Whether you're a noble's son or a businessman's son, I don't care about that. I just want to take away some of my heart that you have already received.

You accept it not in a dream state. You accepted it in a conscious state, your embarrassment that you showed me when you gave me your answer, was already clear and bright enough. My heart, you lift up, you give me what my heart wants and my feelings after you reach me in just a matter of days.

If I had known like this, I would have chosen to harbor all my feelings instead of being revealed just to ignore me.

Walk, follow your footsteps, follow your wishes. When you come home, you will see that a man named Eden will sacrifice his life for you.

Forever or it will end when it happens.

This afternoon I was so tired after from the garden took papaya fruit for you earlier. Kasian me, when the fruit I got. You refused to eat it, saying thank you, you just passed. I also went looking for a small answer, I brought this sick honement to the beach. My thoughts go around in my head for the waiting time. Don't blame me, miss.

Wait a ! Where will the night go ? he'll pick up my plan for you. I've prepared the most beautiful gift for you for a little while at night.

While combing the edges of the beach. I reasoned at my own humility, a desire that you wanted to be near but you stayed away from me. Maybe from a distance, I can look at you, look at you just to ease the emotions of this love.

Sometimes a voice from the sea calls out to me.

"We.., Eden. What got you to the sand of the beach you kicked around ?."

The fishermen were joking, crocheting with the results of fish that had been seized by the invaders. Now, they enjoy it even if it is worth a little. Rupiah capitalism has entered every village, I admire them while pointing Phinisi belongs to Miss who docked at the dock.

"I waited for the man on Phinisi's ship" pointing to Phinisi's ship docked at Karumpa pier.

"Yes, be the man who looks after her, Eden. Because if you don't, you'll lose that woman. The people in the village always talk about your familiarity with the woman. Eden, let us not forget our ancestors, the invaders came with Phinisi to seize the rights of the people, seize good wives, separate children from their parents to fulfill their desires and opium to their satisfaction. If you don't look after the woman, her Phinisi ship will take her, abandon you, rob you of your feelings and rob you of your attention to her" the Ghost said.

Just last, not too long, just a week, Monday night just passed. Apparently, this relationship has been rampant in the ears of the community in the village. Is this reason that I miss away from me.

The longer I stay by the shore, the hotter my ears hear the rantings of the fishermen. I turned towards me, walking away from wanting to see her from afar, I returned home to wait for her.

At home, my mother is preparing foodstuffs that will be taken tomorrow to go recreation by using the Phinisi ship owned by Miss. Since I was upset, angry, and emotional again, I told my mother not to continue with the preparations.

"Mom, that preparation just cancel it !. Mom's not her maid Miss who has to prepare provisions for them tomorrow."

"You why ? instead of talking so mendantikan help Mom to finish quickly."

"No, Mom !."

Little did I hear my mother speak when I left her, "Based on young men, who told me to open my heart to the woman of the City. You want to hide that serious thing from me, can't kid."

The emotions that were in my chest simultaneously went down. I laughed as I walked, passing towards my room.

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I've thought no good of him. Who asked, she accepted my love and then moved away from me. If only, after he had accepted me and left this village tomorrow, my heart might not be this upset. He's here, in my house, I see him from morning to night. But it's hard to get close.

Just watch out if you come back for a second !. Waiting for him until I fall asleep. I woke up because my mom woke me up for dinner while pulling my leg. While Miss had already come three hours ago after I fell asleep.

I woke up in shock !.

"Eden, get up first. Let's eat first ! it's already night. If you want to go back to sleep, then after you eat, son. Young man, his sleep is early. You can sleep like that, son, when you eat. Missing from asking you, she was waiting for you to have dinner together."

"Have you gone home, Mom ?.

"So he came home !. And from last he was waiting for you for dinner."

Without lingering, I headed straight for the place to eat. There sat the lady of the city. When I saw her, my heart spoke, "what the hell does she want ? sometimes unwilling to be approached, this is instead waiting for me to have dinner together."

After I got there, I sat near my mother between two of her friends Missing. I just sat down and took a plate, Miss talking to me, "tonight, someone wants to show you, Eden. Last morning, noon and evening, the time of Missing being on the ship, Miss looking for something you might be able to read. It doesn't really matter, but by reading it, you'll know."

While eating, I quietly did not answer. But my heart let out cynical words to her, "if you can find an excuse, I can also find an excuse for you."

After she finished eating, she took me straight to her room to see what she wanted to show me.

My mother wouldn't let me into her room.

"Eden, no !. He's not who you are. Don't do it if Mom forbids you, in front of your parents, in our own house you want to be alone in the room. What if people knew, son !."

"Eden, what is your mother talking about ?."

"Ooo, there's no !. Mom just said not to be in the room. If you want to show me something, you better be in the guest room."

I miss laughing when I see my mom.

"Mom. Missing and Eden won't go away. Unless it is God's will, it will happen."

In my heart, "it's going to happen because I already have a plan for you."

My mother smiled and let us into the room. Not only me and Miss but his two female friends also entered the room.

In the room, I was shown a book about the stories of the Protugis who first colonized the Indonesian Nation. The historic Phinisi ship represents the lurch of the ancient people defending their homeland.

I asked Miss the book she showed me.

"Miss, what's the point, I read this book. It is not important to me to know that your Phinism is part of the historical existence of the past. I'm sleepy, I want to sleep long."

"Eden, try reading it a little bit. In the book there is a haru story that we might be able to make life lessons."

"I'll read it sometime, miss it."

He closed the book I had opened. I came out of his room to prepare my plan.

At midnight, when my mother and two of her friends were sleeping. I entered her in the room, I wanted to do bad intentions to her but part of my heart rejected her. Really, miss waking up and watching me sit next to her."

"Eden, what are you doing here, I'm sleepy !. Don't bother me, if there's something you want to talk about, it's best not now. Or is it important that you tell me until you come into my room and sit next to me."

I was confused to answer. Want to answer that I have a bad plan against him, is it impossible ?!.

Missing then getting up from her bed and sitting near me, she instead invited me to the midnight road to her boat.

"Eden, I'm going to the ship, you can accompany me."

This how ? this morning, he dodged. It was my turn to have a bad plan, he even asked me to walk in the middle of the night when the village was calm.

Refuse it then I won't get this chance again. If I fulfill, it could be, we were told by people that we were alone at midnight like this.

Until I pretended to her. My love, it turns out, does not want me to do naive acts.

"Hindu, where's that book ?."

"Oh, you want to grab a book, try it from earlier you said, I don't need to get out of my bed. There ! in bag. You take it, if you have read the contents then tell me what you got from the book. So, how's it going ? will you accompany me to the ship or not ?."

"It's better to miss tomorrow. Tomorrow you and your student go for recreation, I'll come along."

"OK."

"Lost, I say yes. Good night back, sorry to interrupt your sleep."

"It's okay, Eden. If you want to sleep do not forget to call my name, so that in sleep you can meet me, play together in your dreams."

I came out of his room. Try me to do the deed earlier, forever I will lose it, forever I will be considered as a man who has no self-respect. Miss, I love you so much.

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Phinisi-phinisi brings love. Love for one another, love for history, love forsaking love, making relationships ships for a long time.

Those Phinisi-Phinisi are now bringing hope to me. From Makassar to the small island, from Protugis to South Sulawesi. There is hope, the charge is diverse, like the beautiful Miss, I want to be with you forever.