Nusakambangan, We're Coming!
The Palas Raka
One semester went by slowly. At least that's what Bima, Ilana and Falah felt. Without wishful thinking, a plan to travel that fosters the spirit of wanting to spend the day immediately. Without the jolting adrenaline publishes a new hope. Too monotonous tends to be boring. Go to school, go home, crouch at home, sleep, get up, go to school again. Moreover, the weekend became increasingly gloomy.
But this week after the UAS ended, coinciding with the completion of the punishment should not go to the wild. Bima invites Ilana and Falah to her house.
On the terrace Bima immediately greeted the two with a big smile. Let Ilana and Falah go into the living room where the table has been served drinks and snacks. In addition, on the floor of the carpet looks stacked agenda books that look outdated.
Bima's spacious living room with a high seat makes Ilana and Falah reluctant to enter it. In the corner of the room there are monster plants in pots. Wide-leafed plants with holes accent similar to tears. While the buffet that is the next room divider is lined with plants of the type of sukulen sansiviera or tongue-in-law in a colorful bowl. There is a fresh sensation once entered the room even without a blow AC. For Ilana and Falah this is the first experience to visit the house of Bima.
“I didn't expect you rich kid, Bim.” said Falah as soon as he put his ass on the chair. His eyes are still wandering to see the situation of Bima's house that seems luxurious.
“Which parent, Bim? Kok deserted.” asked Ilana who took a seat opposite to Bima.
“They are attending papa's office friend's wedding reception.”
“This busybody, ART?”
“My mama before leaving. Please drink first, or eat what you like.” said Bima to unravel the awkwardness of two friends.
“You really are like the prince who is the only heir to the throne.” chirped Falah who finally stood looking at the inside of the house of Bima which is indeed big.
“Not that the point. I purposely invited you guys to show off something more valuable than you guys saw.” Bima patted the pile of agenda books right in front of him.
“Whose agenda book?” ask Ilana directly.
“Om Raka.” suhut Bima proud.
“Terus?” Ilana demanded further explanation.
“Pe-er we still have a lot. This agenda book will be our step guide.”
“Bany much.” Falah was already sitting on the carpet as if wanting to grab all the books. “How long will we finish it?”
“Two years left will not be enough.” lontar Ilana. “Our entertainment is limited.”
“Stay woles Bray, we finish one-on-one as we can.” says Bima. “That's important there's an agreement that we'll explore together. Although until we are already students.” pause for a moment. Bima looked at Ilana and Falah. “I want us to be Team Palas Raka.”
“What's tuh?” reply Falah quickly.
“Tim Napak Tilas Raka Blantara.” said Bima like people read UUD 45.
Ilana smiled with a tingly smell. Falah, gnawing pervades the string of Bima words like a spell for him.
“We will tread every step trail Om Raka ever carved there.”
“Woke, sounds cool.” Falah finally agreed to the Bima proposal.
Bima's eyes looked at Ilana. Waiting for an answer from him. She really hoped that this girl friend would agree. Moreover, Ilana already mentioned in every travel note on the blog Palas Raka.
“By also,”
“Yosh!” Bima clenched his right hand as high as his chin. Next he reached out his left hand with his palm facing up to Falah, who was still a lecture while observing the book, and his right hand Falah immediately greeted the helping hand by patting hard the palm of Bima like someone doing toas. Seeing Falah's movements, Ilana who was sitting a bit away from Bima inching closer did the same.
“What's next for us?” ask Falah.
“Completed exploration in Nusakambangan.” again Bima sok poetry. “Eastern side mining has been waiting for us.” Bima lifted an agenda book and then thrust it into Falah.
“Woa... looks like it will be exciting nih.”
Ilana did not comment. He even took another agenda book that was under the book that was now in the hands of Falah. Title ‘Ekspedisi Pantai Nusakambangan 2’. Open sheet by sheet and discover Om Raka's gripping journey while trapped in the swamp.
Reading the sentence towards the paragraph made Ilana feel as if she felt the difficulty that Jesi and Martin felt. Definitely heavy. They are not nature lovers. There is no physical preparation before jumping there. Om Raka who has prepared physical and mental chaos, surely Jesi really feels that he is nearing death.
“Luckily we do not enter the swamp.” said Ilana while sighing long.
“Instead I want to go in there.” respond Bima.
“In my opinion, their timing when plunging into the swamp is not right.”
“You mean?”
“If Om Raka roams during high tide it will definitely not be that difficult. Water will help with movement. In that part I do not understand, what is it because chasing the target time until they are desperate to break through the mud at low tide. I don't know, certainly swamp exploration does not have to be with heavy loads. Supplies loaded on the boat. So there is indeed a kind of support team that helps the explorer team.”
“Why don't you ask Om Raka?” ilana Buru.
“It's because..”
“When will you try to swamp?” cut off Falah suddenly.
“Di Puri Maerokoco aja.” suhut Ilana.
“Alright, vacation later let's invasion Nusakambangan east side.” said Bima steadily cut off the conversation that deviated from the main topic.
“You're sure we'll get permission to get there?” sangsi Ilana's. “From our parents I mean. Well, considering the events we've caused that time.”
“Quiet Na, luck always sided with us.” Bima's eyes lit up. “It just so happens that my papa holiday tomorrow has an event in Nusakambangan. So his office training mentor. Perfect isn't. My papa can ask your parents for permission.”
“But..”.
“That's for sure,” cut Bima fast before Ilana nyerocos refutes. “We will do a beach search there at the expedition level. That is to say with standard equipment and supplies. Use dome tents for example, and foods with sufficient calorie calculations. Not origin like our previous exploration.” Bima took a breath. “Dan, we will not be alone. Someone will guide us. Guaranteed safe.”
“Who?” ask Ilana.
“It's secret.”
“Om Raka?” guess Ilana.
Bima just smiled knot. Meanwhile Falah was bearded as if he knew who would guide them.
“Deal?” Bima held her hand forward in an open position. Falah's right hand immediately greeted without hesitation. While his left hand is still holding the agenda book that reads Nusakambangan Beach Expedition 1.
Ilana still can't decide. He just quietly sighed staring alternately between Bima and Falah.
**
Epilogues
Hail Palas Raka!
Temans, have you ever heard of Karang Pandan Beach, or Kencana Beach which the molek nian say? Yes, the two beaches are one of the two beaches in Nusakambangan to the east.
Long before people knew about the beauty of the beach in Nusakambangan, Om Raka had left his mark there. Not only the two beaches are charming from the east side. The heat of the south coast also scorches the clear white sand beaches.
Because it's themans, I, Falah and Ilana, vacation later want to see the traces that Om Raka once left. Seeing through the lens of his own eyes the beauty of the beaches on the east side of Nusakambangan south.
Look forward to our adventure the following month.
Milky
2019
