The Black Pirates

CH. 11 – Special Dishes

They both sighed, happy faces, the two boys under the age of eighteen were both laughing loosely.

Tabra sat with Akma Jaya for a moment, then circulated his gaze.

He looked at the bird cage. Face smiles. “Akma, I think we should put this bird cage somewhere.” Tabra made a suggestion.

“Special and suitable place.” Tabra glanced around the place.

“Iya, but I still think put it in which place is suitable.” Akma Jaya was confused, she glanced around, the atmosphere was quiet. A gust of wind stroked the coconut tree, the sound of birds chirping in the ocean.

Waves thumping. “Hmm, we just put it there.” Tabra pointed at the elongated wood, connected to the terrace of the house.

Akma Jaya is silent. Tabra looked at the boy next to her, and quickly picked up the birdcage without rambling, tying it. “How?” Tabra grinned, revealing his position. Now, the bird's nest is tethered to an elongated wood.

Birds are back to singing.

Tabra shook her hands, smiling. He clucked alone as if proud of doing it without help, before he tiptoed, the look on his face was enough to make Akma Jaya chuckle.

“Now, the bird cage has been placed where it should be, Akma. Look at that bird, he looks happy.” Tabra. Birds flapping their wings.

“From now on, you must diligently take care of him and feed him, do not let him starve.” Tabra showed empathy, a wry look at the bird, stroking its cage. He whistled following the chirp of the bird.

“Alright, my mother also said so, it looks like you are the same as my mother, equally chatty!” Akma Jaya laughed.

“Eh?” Tabra grinning. Come laugh.

Hours of finishing bird cage manufacturing. They both rested, sitting on one of the rocks. Neatly arranged pebbles, there is a rock as big as a wave, a thick leafy tree grows beside it, the atmosphere is shady and the air is cool.

“Akma, look at my sweat like an ocean, now slowly disappearing.” Tabra pointed at the sweat. Updated after.

Akma Jaya sighed. “Yes, you don't have to show it to me.” Then put on a flat expression.

Tabra also sighed, momentarily silent. He looked back at Akma Jaya.

“You know what it feels like? I feel proud of this sweat, Akma. He came out because of our hard work. Not only proud, also happy, millions of it feels.” Tabra smiled, letting out a laugh.

Then back up. “Akma, to be honest I can't explain. Moreover, we have completed it, fatigue that seemed lost and relieved.” Tabra was still staring at the sky, white clouds stretched the beauty.

“Hey, what do you think?” Tabra looked at Akma Jaya laughing.

“Eh. Why are you laughing?” Akma Jaya is flat-faced. Annoyed, not liking it.

Tabra. “What poison did you eat? Why don't you come laugh with me.” Tabra laughed even more, her hands hitting her knees. He had so much reflex that he accidentally hit a rock.

“Aarrrgghh ..” Tabra stopped laughing stroking her hand. A few seconds later, he looked at Akma Jaya still chuckling. His breath snorted

***

Inside the house, Haima prepared the dishes. The smoke reflects a pleasant aroma, when the dishes are neatly arranged, the aroma is spread, smelled out to the outside of the house.

Akma Jaya and Tabra who are struggling to smell the aroma. “This aroma ... tasty aroma,” Tabra sniffed—smelled the aroma, his face was swirling. Stamp want to taste.

The two of them remained seated at the place talking to each other. Shortly after, Haima left the house.

“Akma, come here, take Tabra. I've prepared the dishes for you.” Haima exclaimed from a distance. Akma Jaya nodded, gesturing.

They sat for a moment. Akma Jaya says a few sentences. Both of their legs spur—saling running around happily.

The aroma of cooking that smelled since then was so tempting to their stomachs. The smell was hypnotizing to fly.

Tabra precedes Akma Jaya in running, he gets ahead of her. “Akma ... If you're slow, I'll finish the food." Tabra exclaimed loudly.

“Hey, Tabraaa .. don't start without me!” Akma Jaya was shocked, finally reached the doorway, she sighed, it turned out that Tabra was only joking, even he had not eaten it.

Akma Jaya saw Tabra with a flat face. “Tabra, you lied to me.”

Tabra laughed at hearing that. “I'm just kidding, Akma. Where could I spend this, my stomach won't fit.” Tabra twirled her stomach with her palm.

“I'm also joking. Where could I have eaten your joke.” Akma Jaya sat down.

Tabra widened her eyes and brought her face closer. “What's true?”

“Ya .. so it is.” Akma Jaya sighed. Tabra clucked while shaking.

“I can't believe, the proof is that you ran, knocked again.” Tabra laughed.

“That means you ate raw.” Akma Jaya laughed.

Tabra shut her mouth. “Eh, that's right, Akma, you're great. The words of a captain cannot be opposed.” Tabra squeaks a smile, drinks water, chokes a little.

“Yes, you know that. I'm jagonya. Captain famous, outstanding all over the ocean.” Akma Jaya widened the speech.

Tabra muttered scaringly. They both stared at the food.

Haima Cuisine in the form of Special Dishes, dishes that are classified as very attractive to many people. Sauteed seaweed with a mixture of chicken meat as well as delicious broth typical of his homemade cooking.

Tabra's saliva dripped with just looking at it, she had not eaten a single bit yet to even touch it.

“Tabra, why didn't you start it?”

“Eh. You go first, how could I have preceded you, wal thing you just haven't eaten it.”

“Good. Come on, we'll eat together!” Akma Jaya started the bribe.

Tabra smiled widely, nodded and ate it, the two of them ate together. Haima stared faintly as well smiling, she moved away and let the two of them eat.

After the meal was over they ate, Akma Jaya sat quietly, while Tabra tried to stand up, but could not stand because of the satiety. Stomach bloating.

“Tabra, you eat too much, are you okay?”

“Yes, I'm fine, let me catch my breath for a while.” Tabra is back.

He tried to catch his breath, then leaned against the wall to relieve the bloating.

Before long, Tabra began to improve as she was able to stand up straight, her face showing a smiley hue. “Akma, look I've stood up, it feels so relieved, now I can stand.” Tabra showed her body that could stand. Still smiling, this time smiling wryly.

Jumping like a frog.

“Good, then.” Akma Jaya holds a glass, sips water. He silently stared at Tabra's behavior.

“At the time I let you go home, Akma. Hours here, my mom's bad could be angry.” Tabra is round-eyed, he gives enough reason to make sense to him, unlike Akma Jaya who stares confused.

Tabra said goodbye, Haima heard it and now being beside Akma Jaya gave a warm smile.

“Thank you for the food.” Tabra looked at Haima.

Haima nodded, her face as crisp as. “Iya, thank you again for helping Akma Jaya make that bird cage.”

“Ti– don't thank me, I helped him because it is my will, it has nothing to do with services or anything.” Tabra laughed awkwardly while scratching her non-itchy head. His voice sounded clear.

Haima and Akma Jaya nodded signaling a breeding signal.

“Tabra, next time you come back here.” Akma Jaya smiled as she offered her hands to shake.

Tabra welcomes. “It's for sure, Akma. I will come again, especially Takma including my pet as well because I was the one who gave him the name.” The two friends shook hands, smiling at each other.

Tabra went back to her house, walking while looking back waving from a distance, saying the words to see you.

A few minutes later, he had already disappeared into the wind. Akma Jaya was still staring fixedly. After that, he approached Takma in the birdhouse.

He chirped, a melodious voice and seemed to reconcile. Akma Jaya continued to play water splash with her pet bird named Takma. The bird that a few minutes ago, the cage was finished.

“Hey, Takma .. This is your food, eat.” Akma Jaya reached out, gave her food.

The bird ate it. Poking at the laid details, Akma Jaya sparkles happily staring at her pet. He pranced to release feelings.

Haima stared at him from a distance, and he approached. “So this bird is called Takma.” Haima was near Akma Jaya, staring at the bird that was eating.

“Iya, Mother. His name is Takma. he is a combination of the names of the two of us, Tabra and Akma, as Tabra said, it was he who gave his name.” Akma Jaya explained. Looks enthusiastic.

Haima. “Oh, so. Looks like, mom saw you and she has a.” match Haima stroked Akma Jaya's head. Smiling, continued to prick his nose.

“Hopefully so.” Akma Jaya smiled softly.

“Iya. Oh, yeah, I'm gonna go in the house, yeah. I want to sweep and clean the container you used to eat earlier.” Haima. Move in.

Akma Jaya stared. “Mother, let me help.” He then ran after Haima.

Haima chuckles. “Already, mom only. You don't have to help mom, yeah.”

Akma Jaya grumbled in annoyance. “Why?”

“Mom doesn't want to trouble you, especially. Do you know all that is a routine activity that mom likes.” Haima smiled, again whistling Akma Jaya's nose. Chuckles shuts his mouth.

However, who would have thought Akma Jaya ran over, taking the handle of the broom. He swept the house and insisted on helping. Haima could not prevent it. Staring at the head, smiling.

Haima takes care of container— place dirty food, wash and put it in its original place.

Haima's activities became light, the woman was busy watching Akma Jaya who was sweeping.

He seemed to be smiling, grateful, reciting the verses in his mind. The woman, black hair waving it, she was happy to close her eyes at the gift of a child behaving kindly, courteously and always attentive.