The Black Pirates

CH. 124 – No Funny

Boba sighed. Weight a little heavy. Gosh gosh? It was exhausting, thinking of another idea in terms of staring pity.

“Puyuuh, Kalpra!” Jalbia patted Kalpra on the shoulder, smiling slightly holding back a laugh.

“Kalpre, to me you are a brave person. Of course you're braver than me who doesn't dare.” Jalbia laughing.

The look on his face is expanding. Pueh, a different address to Boba. Nevertheless, Boba seemed to be at peace with his mother's feelings.

Kalpra grinned a little. “This is togetherness? Heh, Jalbia don't praise so, you know I don't like to be praised.”

Jalbia laughed again. “Stay, Kalpra. You are still the same as I used to know in Daura village, a bookkeeper in hand. You are still the one who can divide two things in life between laughter and tears.”

Kalboza raised his head. The buzz from Jalbia's words came into his mind at this moment. As for Kalpra, he seemed to be laughing, Jalbia's words clearly sounded strange to him.

“Jalbia, I don't care about what you say. There are so many things in this world, only a few things to me that I think are special. And of all that there are not many special things in my life.” Kalpra speaks his language. A little strange sounds. A breath accompanies it.

“If I want to know what I used to learn in the books of the elders, studying inner knowledge with them, that's when I realized that life in this world is only limited to staring shortly. All temporary, all sheer. How many things we pass in a day, during life during which time continues to walk away from us and at some time what we go through today will someday become a memory. Time will pass and leave behind a shadow of the past. A person may recall remembering things in his life. Even more terrifyingly restrained are the bad memories that could weigh him in stepping, living his life. The shadow that appeared kept coming uninvited, it was hard for him to forget.” Kalpra continued to speak, explaining what he knew first.

Then and now all are the same and only their different points of view about everything.

The views of others are certainly different. Kalpra often hides something that is inside him so that others do not know much.

Jalbia felt that something was different than usual, this was the first time he had heard Kalpra say such a thing. Glosia. “Kalpre, it looks like you just contracted a virus from the soul of Kalboza. This time, your words are very wise, I heard it feels good.”

While Boba is still busy trying to relieve the contents of the head that feels heavy, trying as hard as possible to face all the possibilities that will happen about him who is worried about the idea of Kalpra. Tired and confused.

Stiffness stacked trying to be divorced by him so that he could continue to stare without awkward and so forth.

What he now feels in multiples of double numbers. The number that boils down to confusion in his mind is like a row of trees lined up on the edge of a river where the water flows endlessly, flows and continues to flow.

“Actually I disagree with your crazy idea, Kalpra. We better find another way to find the captain.”

“Boba, stop. You got any other way to find Captain?” Tabra looked seriously. This time speak up.

Jalbia and Glosia both support Tabra's speech. Boba has no way. He was silent, forced to go along with everything. Crazy idea like that, heh. Boba bobbing head is not strong imagine more freely, he said it was a crazy idea.

The abyss that has no idea where the depth limit is. Oh, ooh. It was so scary that he imagined it like dreaming of meeting a ghost in a pitch-black room. Boba clenched his hands not because of anger or for what, but rather he was so dislike of such an idea.

The feeling when discussed, it will feel confusing as well. This is what Boba feels now, dislike and uncomfortable in his mind.

“Better we fast to ship for faster captain search done.”

Ashraq spoke up. Long time there he thought also for the future, while the time continues to rotate from minute to minute until it changes hours. Discuss here too long, all day they will be there.

Ashraq has the ability to predict further. Ah, forget it it's just kidding. He really just didn't want to waste time.

Tabra walked the lead without a sound, waving with light head movements. The others went with him. One by one the path slowly is not fast and not slow.

They adjusted the steps behind Tabra. It seemed like the figure who was leading the line seemed to deliberately make his steps moderate. In the style of a captain smiling steadily.

Jalbia whispered into Glosia's ear. “If this is how it goes, do you know how long it will take us to get to the ship later?”

Glosia shrugs, whispers back. “Which I know, don't ask me, you better just think about why the cow doesn't lay eggs?”

“EEh?”

Jalbia has a strange face. Cows do not lay eggs, they are animals that give birth. Why think about it? Glossia exists only for a Jalbia.

Still walking on. Aisha in front there seemed to be tight-lipped, walking on and on. Glossia whispered back to Jalbia. “Hei, Jalbia.”

“What?” Jalbia whispered back.

“By the way, from morning until now we have not eaten at all, my stomach is hungry. It's noon.” Glossia whispered back and forth whispering.

“Gosh? Aye, right. We have not eaten from morning until now. Buset!” Jalbia holds a face.

They had not eaten at all. Jalbia holding stomach, hungry. They haven't eaten at all. Now, the sun has been perfectly up there rounded with its light.

“Hoho... leave hungry will not make you die right?” Glosia laughing.

“Glosia, you're making it up!” Boba said ketus, do not like.

Boba grunts. “Heh, that's not what I meant.”

Glosia stared at the focus. “Then what do you mean, Boba?”

“I mean you're saying fabricated things. Starving death can occur as long as a person does not eat for days, suppose a month or less, just two days the body will weaken up to a week you will become a walking bone, staggered. It was terrible to the point of death, you died in terrible circumstances, bones!”

Boba dramatizes a bit creepy. Glosia laughing. “Boba, Boba, you're the one making it up. Offhanded!”

“Boba's word has a point, Glosia.” Jalbia. Support Boba's speech.

Hambala eavesdropped on the conversation. Murmuring in his ear curiosity, moreover this felt uncomfortable to discuss for him. Hungry for no food is a painful thing.

Inner sounds. Look at the sky with the sun in its bright light. Noon. The heat felt like it should be, but in their surroundings the incredible trees filled their view, a natural cool.

Boba laughed loudly. “Actually I also do not know about it, just a picture of what I think.”

“Hahaha.”

Meanwhile, Glosia and Jalbia compact put on a flat face. Not funny, for them it's not funny. Sucks taste.

Tabra smiled a little. Hearing him knows enough how Boba's laugh failed to tickle Glosia and Jalbia's stomach. How can they laugh, Boba is indeed no talent to be a comedian.

It's a long way from the ship. They are currently compact to continue walking while occasionally chatting with each other. Among them had just wanted to joke Boba, but unfortunately failed. Poor thing, only he laughed alone.

Ashraq no longer cared, when before he was tired of speaking again, again and again continue to cause debate. Now it felt like he wanted to take a break from speech, as did Aswa Daula. Previous things should be used for him valuable lessons in life which could have initially joked could lead to debate.

Eh? Wait a minute, Boba wanted to joke, but failed the plan. He's not actually arguing. That is Ashraq who no longer wants to talk about whatever the problem is, same Aswa Daula. Ssssttt ... the others are also the same as the two of them.

Only Glosia and Jalbia remained faithful to accompany Boba always and always. The three of them have been friends since long ago. Long, long past days with joy and sorrow they have gone through, filling the room of the heart is much more beautiful through the day with a smile, sharing the joy in friendship and supporting each other.

Although sometimes. Yes, so. Not always happy. Angry, but behind all that there is always a happy end. Glosia was now staring at the smile all of a sudden.

“Boba, it looks like you have to learn to bring laughter to others.”

Boba grunts. “Heh, no need. For me it's not my style.”

“Learn, Boba. You're the same, Jalbia. Learn until you can be like me. I am the senior between the two of you. By the way, you know that squirrel can't fly. He jumped into the river, finally unable to swim. We were swimming and swimming tired, he said. Until he flew into the sky. Wow, there's a flying squirrel. Impossible? Same I don't believe. But uh but he squirrels met thousands of angels dressed in white instead of red and not green. Don't take the wrong meaning of catching my words. He asked where I was? Haduuh, did not know their words and sad he momentarily cried until one of them gave him candy. He also laughed. It's a pleasure, isn't it? Yes, answer. The squirrel is now happy in nature there, laughing no more sadness that he feels. You know the squirrel chose to live on earth longer than anyone. Unfortunately, he drowned in a body that would never lose despair. BUOUM! Chaos balau. Hahahaha, I'm kidding and that's my laugh. What do you think?” Glosia continued to speak the intention of wanting to joke, equally not funny.

Crick! Crick! Crick!

Glossia is like a storyteller who runs out of stories. And like the person who typed this story of course. Not so with the concept.

“You are the same, Glosia.” Jalbia flat faced. Staring doesn't laugh.

Boba stared, frowning. “Where is the funny, Glosia?”

Glosia exhales. “Nothing, it's not funny. My stomach is hungry. You know what I'm saying right now is not well controlled.”

“Haha, you guys simply understand it.” Glosia continued to laugh as she pleased.

Kalboza grunting. “Glosia, you say like a tamsil and I don't know if I want to explain. You're pretty good at packing heartbreaking laughter stories.”

Jalbia was silent. Glossia chuckles in satisfaction, whereas where there is. Kalboza is joking. Look, Boba's expression now looks strange.

“What do you mean, Kalboza?” Boba glared back. This person will definitely act smart again—batin Boba voiced.

“No need for intent, Boba. You yourself know what I say is simple, uncomplicated. Do you want to ask what that means. Just like that is my brain capacity you have, Boba?” Kalboza now sharpened his words.

Puyuuh, it tastes shitty. There's no element of cuteness. Things that Boba initially wanted for a while. No more laughter, all of it turned angry.

Boba clenched his hands. “Kalboza, again you are acting smart and start to dare to be arrogant in front of me, huh!”

“Already, Boba. Control your anger. You need to know that anger will not soften the heart, then it will burn your heart to blacken and continue to divorce the ashes that are stifled in it and you must clean it as soon as possible with thought. Eliminate that prejudice, do not let your heart burn until it is stared at like a pile of ash when you breathe and cough. That's why you're easily offended at hearing other people's words.”

Kalboza stared in the shade. The face that is said not to want to be stared at by Boba, sucks. Boba breathed in a deep breath. So deep that it does not feel grounded on the ground, penetrating to the bottom and a gripping taste in the bottom of the heart feels turbulent to fill the mind.

No more conversations, now the silence goes on. It's not funny, it even feels annoying.