The Black Pirates

CH. 118 – Syin1: People Who Never Sleep

What Tabra's guess. Where the prejudice says that Akma Jaya fell into another dimension is indeed true. Aisha's prayer soaring into the sky was granted. The captain's figure is fine.

More precisely Akma Jaya falls into the dimension of time. The white space is nothing. The clock ticks there louder than it does in the real world. The color and the wound rattled the floor to fill the lining.

Looky. The dimension of time shows the tragic events of Captain Lasha's murder and the figure of the mother who was slashed in the neck. After a long time, Akma Jaya again saw him in the dimension of time. Stunned staring blankly. The black-robed captain sat down, alone without anyone.

Sanubariya said various things that made his mind go astray. Keep smearing the chest.

He tried not to think of anything else. There's nothing to worry about, it's long gone. The event that killed the lives of all islanders. The Mafia Class Snapper led by Captain Kaiza is blindly attacked.

The group that unknowingly cared took all their lives. Blood spurted, filling the island plains. Large flames devoured the house, leaving behind scattered debris. Akma Jaya holds all the shadows, wanting revenge.

What did Captain Atlana say last time? Revenge must be there. How it feels now haunts Akma Jaya. Kill, get revenge. Destroy without mercy.

“Captain Kaiza. You are the one who took away the happiness that has been in my life, as long as you breathe. I must take revenge, give the pain I've been suffering.” Akma Jaya clenched her hands, holding a sword.

On top. The white light came down towards Akma Jaya. The captain doesn't know about it.

Elusan gently touched Akma Jaya's shoulder. “Akma, do not be a vengeful person. Strengthen your heart, now you are big, not a child anymore. This is mom, look here.” The soft voice of a Haima made Akma Jaya turn her head, staring at him happily.

“Mother. Mom okay?” Akma Jaya held her mother's hand. The white shadow had changed figure. His face did not age exactly the same that Akma Jaya saw in childhood.

They looked at each other for a moment. Haima stroked Akma Jaya's cheeks. “Today I've been watching you, you don't have to be a vengeful person. Be yourself.”

Her mother's shadow vanished like the wind. Exactly when the words ended were spoken, while Akma Jaya had not answered them. How old is Akma Jaya? He was born in 1650. It's been a long time, now he's in 1690. Then his age is 40 years.

And in that old age, he did not yet have the maturity of attitude. Just like all his men, Tabra and Aisha.

Another white shadow appears around the body of Akma Jaya. “What is the purpose of your life, why are you stranded in this time dimension?” One of the shadows asked a light question.

“Hah, who is it...who is talking?” Akma Jaya can't see it. Around the place is white.

Meanwhile, the shadow is also white, white meets white. Not visible in view, only the shape of the sound is captured, also a glimpse of touch and movement that feels close to him.

“I'm the one who spoke.” The shadow answered.

Akma Jaya was silent. One of the other shadows elbowed the forearm of the shadow that had been shrinking. “Hey, what don't you think? We are white, this place is white. How could he possibly see us?” Those are his words.

“True too, huh?”

“Hmm...give him supernatural glasses so he can see us.” One of the others said. The total shadow surrounding Akma Jaya is ten in number. They are all inhabitants of the time dimension.

“But, those supernatural glasses... are you sure? He is not a bad man. Our world could be destroyed because of it.”

“See from the past. He's not a bad guy. You can see the time where he lived in his past, why such a bad prejudice.”

“Ah. Sorry, I forgot about that.”

Akma Jaya was speechless hearing all their conversations. There was a percussion sound, but there was no one.

“Quickly, attach glasses to him.”

“Sabar, it's me again road.”

“Slow!”

“You're the one who installed it, it's good you told me.”

“Iya, here the glasses, give me.”

“Nih, eat it glasses, let it be full.”

One of the shadows divorced them. “Hey, you guys are fussing about the work. Come, quick, quick!”

The two shadows were opposite, now they were no longer. Walk towards Akma Jaya. Glasses mounted.

Akma Jaya blinked her eyes, staring at the white light that gradually turned the entire towering building. The street and the last of the buildings that were stepped on turned into a place of control.

He was in a special room where the ten shadows had surrounded him.

“What happened? Why did what I saw earlier the white light now turn out to be like this?” Akma Jaya looked around her. The ten shadows greeted, each smiling.

“Who are you? Where am I now?” ask Akma Jaya to be confused.

“Pacify yourself. Dude, you're in a time dimension. Where our people live. We are a people who never sleep, always work time.” One of the shadows explained.

They are no longer in shadow. Each one in red robes. The form of guinea pigs and staring at Akma Jaya not as an enemy, but an ordinary human.they quite know one's past from the gaze, the, but they do not know about the reason why Akma Jaya could be stranded in the time dimension. I don't know or maybe they know, that's the question right now.

“Hey, new friend. Let me introduce my name Aygha. You know I'm the smartest person among them.” Aygha laughs. The others looked staring.

“Aygha, what are you saying, huh? Habits well you!” One of the shadow's ruffled waist. She was a woman, approached Aigha and picked her up. Aygha pretended to be in pain, apologized.

Akma Jaya laughed without a sound. For some reason when staring at them, remember the figure of Tabra and Aisha who often so. It was only a moment when his sense of longing to regroup appeared.

“Aygha. Daraysiraswati. We are having guests, please take care of your behavior!” One of the shadows seemed to round the eyes, emitting a radiance of authority.

Daraysiraswati. “Iya, fine. Introduce my name Daraysiraswati, a gentle and loving woman. Huhu ..” He does a cute pretentious style.

Behold, Aygha's expression was staring about to vomit, but he hid it in fear of being exposed to the tabok and ended up being a long debate, as one of the shadows had said, they were coming guests. Must keep attitude—their behavior.

Only two people are acquainted. Akma Jaya does not need any introductions. He was still asking in his mind where he was now, an unexpected feeling and instead becoming like that. Tired of tired all this time sailing, sailing the ocean, traveling the waves for the waves want to find treasure, it failed completely all of them. He was stranded in the dimension of time just like what he had heard.

From explanation to long explanation. In the thick books berbilid, as long as Akma Jaya never read the existence of the dimension of time, he never read it. I never met him. Only now did he encounter the dimension of time.

Untouched human senses. It was never expected that he would be stranded in the time dimension. Surrounded by ten shadows now in the form of marmots wearing red robes. Two guinea pigs have introduced his name.

It's easier to call it. The red-robed marmot often uses a simple phrase, shadow. Call it that. Everyone knew they were shadows, living in the shadow realm.

In the dimension of time that shows glimpses of old records piled with frustration. One of the other shadows grinned. “Akma Jaya, introduce my name Dagya. Don't be surprised, I know your name. We all know about you.”

“So this is the time dimension. Can you tell me how I can get back to my home world?” Akma Jaya asked seriously.

Dagya still thinks. “That's what's confusing. All this time in our history there has never been a human stranded in the dimension of time. We never know how to get out, even we wonder how you can get into this dimension?”

“Didn't you guys set the time, you should know why I got into this dimension?”

“No, we are not allowed to know about in and out of this dimension, it is locked on the system that gave us this room. Not in how many sentences I said, hopefully you can find your own way out.” Dagya is back.

The other nine shadows. Aygha was about to say a word, but he said he was afraid of being wronged and hit by a taboo by Daraysiraswati.

“About an explanation of someone being able to enter this dimension.” One of the shadows raised a hand.

“Say, Babolata.” Dagya.

“The purpose of life lived by someone can trigger disconnect between space and time. The purpose of a person's life in which he or she is alone is sometimes confused with his or her purpose. I've asked you before what is the purpose of your life so that you can enter this dimension?” Babolata.

“It seems that's not the cause.” Dagya said optimistically.

“True, you know how many humans there are on the face of the earth. If they all, no. Consider it ten people who have lost their life purpose or experienced a confusing life purpose. It was certain they would enter and be stranded to this time dimension, but what was the reality? During this time no human has entered this dimension, it means proving the purpose of life is not the reason someone was stranded to the time dimension.” One of the shadows replied, justifying and adding the arguments of the words of Dagya.

“For so long we never knew about this, chances are you are one of us.” Aygha interceded, smiling all over.

Akma Jaya is still silent. Momentary looked. “Can you send me to the past. Where the big-time mafia pirates attack my village.”

“That, we have never tried it. Is it possible that's the way out?” Aygha looked at the other nine shadows.

Others are looking for an excuse. “If you go back in time, you will indeed be able to save the village and all the people there, but you could have died at the hands of Captain Kaiza.” Another shadow answered.

Akma Jaya looked seriously. “I'm just kidding. Don't you know how to get out of this dimension of time, why are you saying that I can go back in time? This is not connected to your previous words. Tell me the truth!”

They all gulped. This was all due to Aygha's mistake of saying it too much.

“Actually it's our secret that should not be said to be indiscriminate. And we don't even know you. If you want to go back to the time where you went back to the original time, you need to stay here proving that you are the one we can trust.” One of the shadows quickly looked for an excuse.

“Didn't Dagya, your own partner said you know me? Even he mentioned my name.” Akma Jaya tried to reverse the speech. They seem to have lost a lot.

Akma Jaya was quite mature in answering their remarks. Previously Dagya said he knew about Akma Jaya. Of course, all attitudes and believe that can be known. This can be understood by Akma Jaya the absence of connection between the present and previous speech.

“You're pretty smart.” Dagya sat in praise. There is no TimeTravel among these breezy tales, the extent to which patience is tested to the point of saturation, complaining, tiredness and I don't know.

“Then I can return to my home world?” Akma Jaya again asked to ensure the connection of previous and present speech.

Dagya. “True. You can go back to your home world.”

The answer heard suddenly made all the shadows go awry, no matter what they mean to hold Akma Jaya. Everything began to busy themselves, more precisely Dagya told them not to bother anymore about Akma Jaya.

“Need you know. You can go back in time, but find your own way until you find it or you stay here until we can trust you.” Dagya continued the speech. Still repeating the previous words.

Akma Jaya wonder. He did not want to discuss it anymore, the possibility that they rarely communicate until his speech repeated, even trying to hide things, unfortunately easily guessed in terms of speech.

“No need, I'll find my own way out. Earlier, I wanted to ask you about Captain Kaiza. How is he now?” Akma Jaya asked.

“Oh, Captain Kaiza? Wait a minute, I checked about him. This is the latest story, he stays as he was. He didn't move from the age he killed your father.”

File and hologram are displayed. In the room at that time the equipment was all sophisticated. The sound of the machine is heard giving the sheets.

Akma Jaya stared at him. “How is it possible?” Both of his hands clenched, bracing his resolve to seek revenge, but deep within his mind realized that he would not be able to resist it.

“That's the reality.” Dagya answered casually.

“Can you explain it to me?”

Dagya nodded, nodding. “He has an heirloom that is able to provide strength and endurance without wrinkling in the slightest and his age can reach millions of years. I know you want revenge. When you can sail to Sakumitra Region, then sail to get the heirloom. The heirloom was able to assist you in defeating Captain Kaiza. If you only used your usual determination and strength, then it was certain that you would die at the hands of Captain Kaiza. The power he now possessed had already widened widely. Especially now that you're a fugitive that a lot of pirates are looking for. Rejoice that there is a good man always with you. The ten men who have been with you all this time sailed everywhere, also two friends who are always close to you.”

Akma Jaya thought of them for a moment. How is it now. The biggest possibility that he considered was that they were worried about him, especially Aisha. He knew the figure of the woman who had excessive feelings of anxiety.

He tried not to think about it first. About Dagya saying heirloom. He was curious about it, then decided to ask, “Pusaka what is its name and where is the existence of the Sukamitra region you mean?” Akma Jaya gave a serious look.

Dagya tells Akma Jaya to follow him to a special room. It was there that they talked at length about the name of the heirloom object and where the existence of Sukamitra Region is located.

Everything was discussed at length. Passing through the conversation with an explanatory voice in the room of time. The capsule lit up, emitting light with sound.

Screen appears. This is more sophisticated than Akma Jaya has ever seen, more precisely he has never looked at it, so far only live time in everyday life that people know is not so right. After discussing at length about heirloom objects and Sukamitra region.

There was a sound of step by step resounding down the place to the place. That's his father's long-term memory. The screen displays with the perfect shape of the incident at that time.

“You showed me my father's memory?” Akma Jaya held the screen, staring at her mother who was running around with Captain Lasha and a baby in the arms of her affection. Akma Jaya is still a laughing baby staring at her mother and father.

Captain Lasha said, “Akma Jaya, you should know that you have never felt anything like this, when you first look at your growing love and affection. In the sun, under the blue sky. I know you're more than I can trust. It's more than anything. Unfortunately I can't give you much of a speech like this, more you won't hear. Look at your mother who from night changed by day. He always holds you, loves you.”

A lion that has been known to Akma Jaya behaved sangar, it turns out to have a memory in his memory like that.

Akma Jaya never knew. He was a little boy, not knowing about it. The feeling that had been around for a long time, forming small rivers, provided a source that never knew whether it could calm him down or not.

A sense that has long existed, not knowing a father turned out to have a hidden side. “Akma Jaya, sometimes behind a person there may be something that no one else knows. Your father loved you far from anyone. Even when you're lying weakly ill exposed to poison. He traveled various oceans throughout the entire Maura Hiba continent to go to the Palung Makmur continent, splitting the sea of waves. The roar of the wind filled the atmosphere, huge waves razing the ship. Look at your father's sacrifice until he doesn't realize he's endangering himself to save you.”

Dagya. Akma Jaya clearly watched the screen, looking at the figure of her father who was fighting with ferocity waves in the ocean Albamia.

The crew of the ship was shoulder to shoulder. Captain Lasha's fist firmly rested on the prayers she sent to the sky. Face drenched in sea water, trying to stabilize the condition of the ship.

Until they managed to escape the fierce storm. They are now cheering for the cruise to Sakala Pier. Not long after, a large ship bearing a skull with a red flag arrived at the dock. In short they searched the healer from corner to corner of the city, asking and asking. The result of a tired struggle to find a healer who he said was so famous throughout the country was not found.

In the shade of the intermittent evening light, Captain Lasha stepped down, chanting the verses of the satanic verse, after that there was a fortune there after they knew that the figure of the old grandfather who originally greeted them was a healer they had been looking for from a corner to a corner of the city. How the feeling of pleasure to chant gratitude in the heart with the beauty of the sound of birds chirping. That's the story (Chapter. 14)

The story was clearly stared at by Akma Jaya in front of the hologram screen. Real vision with decades, watching the struggle of the father in the roar of strong winds—seeking treatment for him.

The face of the physician was no stranger to him. He stared at the hologram screen more clearly, more thoroughly observing its shape. “The figure of the healer ...” Akma Jaya stared hard, more trying to recognize him.

“You know him or want to know him?” Dagya asked paying attention to Akma Jaya. Closer still trying to understand what the captain is thinking.

Akma Jaya just remembered it. He briefly took off the round hat, then put it back on.

He looked seriously at Dagya. “Then, I had a strange dream. While sailing for treasure, sailing the seas to the island, I slept in my cabin. That's my weird dream where I died from being killed by Captain Kaiza. The physician was named Altha, he was the one who saved me, and Qaisha the one who taught me the sword was killed. When I died, I woke up from that dream. A dream that feels so real. Can you explain the dream I've had?” Akma Jaya asked, previously explaining about the strange events that day had befallen her. The nightmare he had been thinking about until now.

When Akma Jaya sailed across the ocean. Falling asleep in the cabin she dreams with a dream that feels real. Where the incident when the destruction of the island occurred, he was saved from a terrible event that night. Brought into the ship which was his father's own ship.

The ship with its characteristic large skull-sized emblem with a fluttering red flag, signifies bloodshed and anyone who is impartial will drown in the bottomless ocean.

The ship was carried by the wind. In the darkness of night. The flames looked creepy, the thick fog mixed with the thickness of the smoke. That night the figure of Althalah who has been instrumental in saving them, providing calm and so forth, but unfortunately he was killed by Captain Kaiza, even himself was the same dead, then woke up from his dream.

That was what made him wonder about the dream.

Dagya smile. “Sometimes in your world that's how fate says otherwise. Your death was transferred to dreamland, that is the real event, in short you have been saved. Your dream realm has taken your death and you live to this day.”

“You're kidding?” Akma Jaya said reassuringly, staring seriously. He had little faith in Dagya's words.

“No. I'm not kidding. That's the reality.” Dagya replied smilingly, further saying, “Ah, yes. About the heirloom I said before, located in the Sukamitra region. You must remember, my message should never be rash, never underestimate your opponent. Didn't you die at the hands of Captain Kaiza before? Destiny moves your death to dreamland. Such is the explanation, live your life with a spacious and peaceful heart.”

Akma Jaya did not speak. He was now silently thinking of a way to get out of the dimension of time that was now holding him back.

Dagya grinned. “Have you thought? Here's a drink for you.” He threw a bottle slowly.

Akma Jaya greeted him, staring at the surface of the bottle, glaring from side to side. “For my life on earth, I have never seen a drink like this.”

“Oh, this drink is from the future. We set the time here. It was easy for us to order food and drinks from any age. That's the name of the factory-made original product that we ordered in 2021. Trendy on twitter. You know that?” Dagya laughed looking at Akma Jaya, explaining in her style.

The black-robed captain's figure drank the water without much to say. He was not surprised because indeed he was in the time dimension, what Dagya said did not want to make him ask a lot of questions. It tastes fresh in the throat.

Akma Jaya was not surprised at all, so Dagya who felt astonished, looked at someone who was now only silent when he heard of foreign things.

From the word Dagya. Akma Jaya smiled expectantly in her mind which she combined with her previous speech. That means there is a way that he can freely go to any era, but Akma Jaya still does not know how, now just busy investigating, collecting strong evidence.

The shadow that was laughing, sitting next to him was quite predictable he had a personality like to talk ceplos-ceplos which even leads to new understanding and insight when hearing it.

Akma Jaya surmises all the shadows have the same personality.— speaks without mind control. They want to hide the thing that they themselves have said and it happens without realizing it in the slightest, unless someone reminds him or hastened to stop before the speech was thrown.

“How is the drink fresh?” Dagya looked at the smile. He returned to drink.

Akma Jaya smiled back. “Lumayan. Drinks fresher than the drinks I've been drinking.”

Dagya. “Sure, let's drink again.”

“This is enough.”

That's how Akma Jaya is now. He was in the dimension of time, clinging to a white shadow figure that was now in the form of a red-robed marmot.

They are the kind of people who never sleep. Always awake to set the time in the world, researching the turn of the months.

Deep in the emptiness of the minds of the men had never imagined something like that. Tabra guessed, saying something true, but the men did not believe his conjecture.