
travel far enough, no doubt at the port waiting for the ship to come...
Nisa is alone...
I've seen the clock on my left hand here for quite a while...
a long queue entered the dock area, as usual Nisa who did not want to rush the urge to wait for a new quiet queue to enter...
a few minutes later, he was already on the ship...
staring at the window saw this city that would soon be abandoned...
"merchants, the escort, in 1 hour the ship will sail, is expected to get off the ship" so think the message from the ship's officers
the rigging of the ship was off, the ship started to move away from the dock...
"the water, the water.sayang child, dear child..dst".the merchants began to sell.
after 1 day and one night, the island of Babi has been seen which means 2 hours to enter Nabire...
"ABK rear face ready deck, left axle ship " !
a voice sounded from on the boat
seen sister Nisa already in the dock pick her up still using Garuda uniform, dikira officer at the port also so let in wkwkwk..
"here's your coporm, this is all you got"
"yes, this is all"
on the way home...
I see the left right along the road different from the city of Jayapura flickering, multi-storey buildings, buildings that have a lot so that empty land does not exist...
back to my hometown...
arriving at the wooden house with many trees adds to the beauty of my house with the greenery planted by her mother Nisa...
"aahhhh comfortable until home feeling unattached and depressed living in people's homes, so Nisa prefers a lot outside even though the activities during the test are no longer there..."
"when did you go to Surabaya"? ask Nisa
"later finished Ramadan, this month must be there, at 9 am already on campus gather sir"
even though Nisa does not want to be able to walk alone let alone have made a deal with friends, her mother arrived2 friend calls either know the number from where...but because Mama Nisa is worried because far there has never been far out across the sea of islands that are foreign to her, even if only returned to the village in Makassar, the same old people as a child ..
"Assalamualaikum, howdy?"
"Walaikumsalam buk, who ?"
"this is Nova's mother"
"oh yes ma'am how"
"Nisa's been to Java?"
"never buk, I was born in papua, home kampungpun long time ago childhood"..
"same, Nova is too"
"when?take the same plane Nova yes, then leave the same Nova, be careful there do not ask anyone, ask people in official clothes"
"Mom, I didn't get on a plane, I got on a ship with my father who was on board"
"oh yeah, well, kid, be careful"
"mom thank you for your attention"
"Assalamualaikum ma'am"
"walaikumsalam son"
tet.tet..
the sound of the phone disconnected from across there, the chat sign was over...
nova's mother's attention is with Nisa, while I've never met her...
Nisa and Nova are Taruni candidates who graduated at ATKP Surabaya in 2009 from 10 who graduated from Papuan representatives who have been divided in 2 places, Bandung and Surabaya in the Indonesian government aviation agency.
"Ma.means later I leave at night takbiran so lebaran on the boat", take a pack of frost...
"yes it is so already a child if we want to pursue the mind, already so rules must follow, for your future" said mama Nisa advising and encouraging...!!
***connected***