The Black Pirates

CH. 17 – Happy News

Tabra is still. Gaiha whizzed towards him, “Heh, you're in too much of a hurry!” Tabra repels Gaiha's attack. The entire population and the captains stared in focus, all around the heat radiating into the deepest bones of the heart.

The anger extinguishes the light, the world twists a glimpse of green and the plains of water give off the scattering of orange nirvana at the end of the umpteenth million roar of the wind, coconut leaves waving.

“I admit you were great, boy. You impressed me enough!” Gaiha leapt back, wagging the sword, blowing off the tip. He moved slowly in a standing position.

Tabra gulped, a little nervous. His temples were covered in sweat, he wiped slowly. The wind blew, his hair swayed to the touch of the wind.

Gaiha grinning. “Bokah, I forgot to tell you about who I really am.” He momentarily drew a sword.

Tabra squinted. “Then say who you really are?”

“I am Captain Gaiha of Enla village, I am one of the 7 sword users with the greatest abilities!” It turned out that all this time, he was a captain, it was worth it that Tabra frowned.

How could he not frown, without even being told he already knew it.

Oh, my God, what is the importance of a title. Only the title of captain had forgotten to mention, he repeated the introduction, even mentioning his status as one of the 7 greatest swordsmen. This is how, in a world that stretches power and prestige. Apparently that's what makes him a little unwilling to leave the worldly title he is holding.

Captain Gaiha. Captain Gaiha. Captain Gaiha. Well, the world is complicated and it turns from day to night.

Tabra amazed as he said, “I don't know where your village is, but from the name, I like the name of your village!” A little compliment with a steady grin.

“Are you kidding in front of me? But, forget all that because I am sure today you will definitely die and remember .. paste your last words before you die in my hands!” At the end of the sentence, Captain Gaiha raised a voice.

Flat faced tabra. “What are those last words like? I don't know.” Tabra crossed both hands, staring flatly. The captains were about to laugh, the entire population had various expressions.

Her mother covered her mouth, while Aisha muttered. Jeez, his brother seemed to be looking for new problems, without thinking long, what would happen as a result of his words.

However, beyond Aisha's expectations. Captain Gaiha laughed. “Bokah! You are a boy!”

Tabra smiled as she said, “Dumb pirate. As you can see, I am a boy, you fool!” Jesus, again he repeated a speech that was impolite. Captain Gaiha was angry to hear himself called a fool.

For a moment his hands clenched. “Bokah, shut up!” He pointed with a blue hand. The residents gulped, some were engrossed in staring like watching a classic drama in the festive season.

Tabra nodded. “Iya, okay. One thing about what you said. Even if you say I'm a boy, remember one thing. Never underestimate someone's ability!” He moved the sword, stepping foot slowly. Captain Gaiha bergeming—t show no movement.

The wind blows, the coconut leaves wave. On the beach, the waves touch the graceful plan of the ship lined up with anchored black.

Tabra. Captain Gaiha belatedly fended off, he slashed right into Captain Gaiha's left hand, creating a scratch wound. From the slash came out a red liquid, slowly falling apart.

Captain Gaiha smiled widely, momentarily sighing. “Hah, it feels painful, this wound will always be remembered.” He held his left hand. A child he called as a boy had successfully created a wound. Sometimes something is underestimated. The brain will record a trail of ease, inattentive to danger and instinct will make it difficult to see.

The residents were shaking their heads, they stared at Tabra's movements like they were staring at a dreamland. All this time, it is not known how the exercise undertaken by a child made the black.

His name is Alba. Rarely appeared in the public presence, there were even many pirates coming. He remained in a sealed room. In fact, he was replacing Captain Lasha for a while as long as the captain sailed and returned from his voyage to the continent of the Palung Makmur. A father who does not know the world seems to have a body, but nowhere.

No one knows, what training Tabra has been doing all this time, last time during the match in the training hall, only then, they know. What might be a clash of strength from the match, they briefly guessed.

The captains were ringing. Some crossed hands. Meanwhile, Captain Gaiha was speechless staring at the wound. Red liquid soaks the clothing area of the left arm.

The red liquid fell to the earth. Sand wrapped in soil welcomes the droplets. Captain Gaiha tore off the left arm, not by hand, but he tore off the sword. Then, use a torn cloth to wrap his injured left hand.

“Wah, did you see it, the boy managed to slash the sword right in Captain Gaiha's left hand. That said one of the 7 greatest sword users.”

“Looks like the boy is better than Captain Gaiha.” The Pirates were amazed at Tabra who had succeeded in hitting Captain Gaiha.

Captain Gaiha listened at a glance, he increasingly wrinkled his face. Angry plunge into the Earth's atmosphere.

“Susswoott ... A tabraaa! Hey, Tabraaa! A tabraaa! hit that pirate.” The residents cheered in support of him, the voice echoing. In the crowd, his mother silently watched. Aisha shimmers-pelingau— gazed in all directions, then crossed hands, looked back at her sister slightly muttering sniffly.

Captain Gaiha just silently listened. The sound was like splitting the chest. He's still clenching his hands.

Tabra smiled at the sound of cheers wrapped in support, gazing around people, continuing to look at Captain Gaiha. “O fat pirate, have you given up?” Tabra crossed hands, gave a cynical smile, also questioned while giving it a little mental pressure. Jeez, that little boy is quite good at making the anger of the person before him soar into the atmosphere.

The wind blows, the coconut leaves wave. He momentarily stared at the horizon, then pointed the sword towards Captain Gaiha.

Captain Gaiha growled because he heard the cheers that pierced the wall of patience, plus the bitter food that was served, he was consumed by bitter words. Tabra laughed at a glance, revealing a silly face.

“Bocaaah! Stop what you said, you said I was fat. You need to know, I'm not fat, what you see is all muscle. You dare to say that in front of me, you selfless brat!” After saying that, he whizzed toward a child who had insulted him as fat, as well as a child who had laughed and gained the support of the people.

Get angry! Get angry! Get angry! And the umpteenth time the utterance was thrown out loud from the mouth of the fat pirate.

The anger rose into the air, enveloping the surroundings with an uncomfortable air. The anger was clearly visible all around the place from corner to corner. Get angry! Get angry! Get angry! From a pirate who is said not to be fat, but big it is overflowing.

He whipped while shaking the sword, but his slash was repelled. Now, they both slashed at each other. Captain Gaiha sped up the movement.Tabra repeatedly deflected a weary sigh, the sword seemed to be detached, but he had to hold on tightly in order to survive the slash. Prayers echoed in the heart, drifting to the top of the earth. Welcomed the clouds, blown by the wind. Prayers that raise hope.

The entire population who were there looked at them fighting as if glued to the spot. “That boy is pretty decent, his swordplay is enough. He is said to be shrewd in the matter of stalk.” One of the pirates was watching the movement.

“Heh, to me it is the movement of a coward.” One of them replied.

“Sudence alone, he is a small child, but he can develop over time. Remember, friend. This world, what you see today in someone, someday he'll fly, even fly past you. Don't be in a hurry in judging someone.” He looked up slightly towards the horizon. White clouds look blistering.

One of the men said, just nodding his head. Shut up and don't want to talk about it.

Meanwhile, Tabra's mother bit her finger, she hoped that the only son of the puppet would win against the large-bodied pirates who were struggling to kill.

The conversation of the people continued to resound enveloping the atmosphere. Tabra was still in the fierce sword match with Captain Gaiha, his slash and life-sustaining instinct trembling undaunted. Forwardly braved the wind, splitting the air, dodging the attacks.

“O fat pirate, I am very confident with my determination and earnestness, you will definitely lose!” Tabra exclaimed while fending off Captain Gaiha's attack.

“Cih ... just try.” The two of them faced each other's swords.

Both of them were silent for a moment breathing out. Not for long, they continued the match, skipping attacks, slashing at each other. The movements of the two swords clashed, the sound was clattering.

Captain Gaiha has yet to put out his skills because he wants to play around first, although the captains look down on him. It's okay, he thought. Now, he embraced and accepted whatever title the people were given. Meeting the boy who dared to challenge him has made the big-bodied pirate aware of power and ability. Now, Tabra is overwhelmed in fending off attacks.

Tabra was completely cornered, she was almost exhausted, now part of her body was scratched by a sword. Red liquid crackling. However, Captain Gaiha deliberately did not give internal injuries for their match to continue.

Captain Gaiha again missed a series of attacks, while Tabra repelled with a intermittent breath.

Captain Gaiha twisted the sword to make Tabra's sword bounce away from his hand. The residents stared dumbfounded, his mother closed her eyes. Aisha seemed to want to squeal, wanting to approach her brother who was falling.

The red fluid keeps falling. Only slash, then life will be cut off. The captains smiled slightly, a rare spectacle.

Captain Gaiha smiled. “Take it easy, boy! I will not kill you, you have impressed me with your earnestness and you are very confident that you can defeat me.” He approached, looked at him then put the sword into place—kompang.

Tabra slowly rose up. He could still smile, although his body was trying to adapt to the tiredness and fluid that kept dripping, Tabra sat like a frog on the grass. After a few minutes, he stood up again.

“For sure, I will win!” Tabra shouted optimistically. The residents stared concernedly, his mother moreover. Aisha was teary-eyed, she couldn't imagine it. The tear line is wiped with the index arch.

The wind is blowing, the sun is covered with clouds. Captain Gaiha laughed at the words of a child who was still acting before him, while Tabra already had no sword, but the laughter of Captain Gaiha was not a mockery, but he laughed with pleasure.

Captain Gaiha continued to laugh. “Hey, you boy. Don't big head!”

Tabra laughed when she heard it. “Basic is not self-conscious! You're the big head, look at my head this small.” Tabra replied to Captain Gaiha's taunts.

“Same as your brain.” Captain Gaiha hooked up with a silly face.

The two ridiculed each other, making other pirates amazed at their behavior, even the residents also looked astonished. His mother let go of the cover-up.

The glare of the eyes saw it, the glance of their behavior both seemed to be in a draw, equally flat it made no difference.

“Hey, hey. No, you are the big-headed one, but you have a small brain, even a very small one, you should know that, my brain is bigger than my head,” Tabra said with a smile clearly plastered on her face.

“You're a brave boy. Hey, kiddo. Aren't you afraid of me?” asked Captain Gaiha with a happy face. I don't know what hit her thinking, seeing the look of the face looked different than usual.

The residents were still staring in wonder, there was actually and why they looked like familiar. Many questions lie in their minds. The wound was still fresh, but it did not last long. At the time of mocking each other slowly the wound closed and stopped flowing.

“Sure, who's afraid. I'm not afraid of you, just seeing your beard almost makes me laugh,” Tabra replied laughing.

Captain Gaiha laughed. “Hahaha .. boy, you are funny and enough to make me happy!” The look on his face seemed sincere in laughter. He's not pretending. The residents were shaking their heads, seeing a rare moment. Maisya, who was crying, slowly smiled happily.

“Remember, if you are an adult, come visit Enla.” village Captain Gaiha continued to talk seriously without laughter.

Tabra crossed hands, slightly shriveling. “Who wants to visit your village. I don't want to, your village must smell!”

Oh, my God, the residents are gawking. The captains were bobbing their heads, there was only the boy talking, where there was a smell. Gosh, at first glance they understand that he's still a boy, speaking at first. Nevertheless, Captain Gaiha now understands that sometimes a boy utters a word carelessly and thoughtlessly from his speech.

From the thought that breezes, the look of the face tries to hide it.

“Bocah, haphazard. You should know that every day in my village, the inhabitants look after each other and clean the island regularly. They are not tired. Especially in the village of Enla, we often hold a banquet together commemorating the garbage-free celebration, we all took to cleaning the village from corner to corner.” Captain Gaiha explains the conditions in his village. Meanwhile, Maisya chuckled. A father who had previously scolded her reached into Maisya's soft nose.

The residents are still staring. Tabra's mother murmured in gratitude, while Aisha clasped her hands to get acquainted with Maisya. But he chose to shut it down.

“Omong empty!” answer Tabra succinctly.

Captain Gaiha put on a furious face, but joked. He approached, then ruffled Tabra's hair with a furious attitude.

The captains laughed. The residents smiled proudly, there was a brat who dared to challenge the pirates and ended up happy, a glimpse of a world-wide smile.

The scorching sun was shrouded behind the clouds, the air blowing like a dime. Coconut leaf waving. The two of them still mocked each other until one of the pirates showed up to reprimand him. “Hey, you two. Why throw each other a reproach?” The pirate question seemed to represent everything that everyone had in mind. What is it and why or why. Just the same, the question swirled in their heads.

Captain Gaiha did not answer the question of one of the pirates, while Tabra also did, now Captain Gaiha smiled slightly moving hands.

Tabra gulps. He prepared and stood guard, but far from prejudice, Captain Gaiha hugged him, and said, “From today, I make you my son!” Tabra could not believe hearing it, like a glimpse of the wind passing by. The word quickly came without any cause he knew. Why did Captain Gaiha say that to him. Back questions brighten the mind.

The entire population who were in that place was dumbfounded. So did the captains, as did the others. Now, they both became father and son. That fast the moment went on. Tabra still can't believe it.

Captain Gaiha still hugged tightly, then let go slowly. “Do you know as long as I live in this universe. The one thing that weighs me down is the title I bear. However, today you broke that title, making everyone look down on you, but you're trying to prove it. You deserve to be my son!”

In the midst of that astonishing moment, a huge ship was seen from a distance. One of the pirates had his eyes fixed on the ocean where he saw a sailing ship.

In the midst of the moment that people stared at, he was busy looking at the ocean. Inside the net the binoculars caught a large ship with a skull emblem with a red flag fluttering over the sails. Captain Lasha stood upright at the bow of the ship. From the direction near Sangar's face without a smile was clearly displayed.

Meanwhile, from a distance. Inside the net the binoculars did not appear clear, faint. It is not known who was sailing. From the direction of the ship departed clearly—seen heading to Muara Ujung Alsa village. A glimpse of the emblem he saw.

A glimpse of the conjecture that seemed familiar to him. He still silenced his mouth—enggan broke everyone's moment, he was still thinking about the emblem he was looking at. A flash of memory appeared. Oh my God, that ship ... Not wrong again, it was the emblem of the ship from the pirate group led by Captain Lasha. He muttered in his mind, now that he remembered it.

“Hey, the. It was Captain Lasha's ship, she had returned from her voyage.” The person who had been holding his nose shouted loudly pointing towards the ocean, clearly emblazoned with a sailing ship. The residents look. The captains and the others, that moment changed their gaze from the embrace towards the ocean.

Captain Gaiha let go of his embrace slowly. Tabra was still wondering what really happened to the fat captain. He still couldn't understand why the fat captain was hugging him, even the arrival of Captain Lasha was unthinkable.

***

Now, every eye was turned toward Captain Lasha's ship, a large ship with a red flag that had arrived on the shore, beautifully parked and anchors thrown by the crew.

The entire population ran to welcome the leader. One of them went to report by running to Alba's place. Thus, everyone seemed busy preparing to meet the captain they had been waiting for.

The pirates looked anxious, also worried about their arrival. Just in case the cold-blooded and ruthless captain annihilated mercilessly with the sword that had killed many people during the battle at Farida sea.

The incident has long since passed, but memories are still hard to forget. Stick strong and impregnate. In fact, long before Captain Lasha had stopped showing a cold and cruel attitude, although the radiance of authority was still clearly plastered piercing every eye that looked.

In the boat. Some of the men frowned in wonder because there were many ships lined up on the beach. Also the entire population who seemed enthusiastic welcomed their arrival.

“Captain, what is this really about? These and those ships.” One of the men stared at the crowd, staring at the ships lined up gracefully with anchors. His mouth spoke original. He did not look at Captain Lasha, only his mouth was moving, while his face was fixed perfectly towards the people.

Captain Lasha flinching. A glimpse of foreboding was clearly plastered on his veins. “This is how, one of the consequences of the news spread from mouth to mouth.”

He looked up towards the horizon. Cloud particles are clinging. His mind was still filled with a letter he had read. How now his wife feels, he must immediately meet and give her fortitude. If the news were the absolute truth, no more smiles would be emanated from his wife's face. Akma Jaya is part of the smile that has been decorating her beauty.

The man who had asked, was now silent. He did not know the problems that occurred, even the crew, as well as the others. At the time, Captain Lasha read a letter from his best friend. He did not tell it, for him it was just news that was not necessarily the truth. Hope and hope, may Akma Jaya be fine.

So long passed, Captain Lasha's attitude completely melted. A captain who used to be cold-blooded, is now heating up.

A father's heart. The instinct of affection, however her brother, stared at her son's constantly weakened condition as if to destroy the defense.

Captain Lasha got off the ship, as soon as a part of the pirate's face trembled, turning a deathly pale color due to the prestige of a captain so attached to him.

Captain Lasha set foot towards the house, passing through each pair of focused eyes staring at him with a healer. They both walked without caring.

Alba came face to face with respect. Tabra looked at her father from a distance. His father was walking in balance with Captain Lasha's steps. The commotion enveloped the atmosphere, the commotion in the form of cheers because the captain they had been waiting for for a long time, finally arrived and rejoiced in feeling.

Right inside the house, inside that neatly arranged room, Haima looked at Akma Jaya. He clearly heard the commotion outside, but he paid no heed.

A little while passed, she again heard a simple voice touching her ears, that her husband had come home from a cruise.

Captain Lasha knocked on the door. Inside the neatly arranged room, Haima wiped away the tears. I rushed to open the door. There appeared an old pirate captain standing gallantly in the doorway. He hugged without the slightest pause. “Kanda, believe ... Akma Jaya did not die, the news was just a spread issue.” Haima broke into tears, her voice softened and fell into the arms of Captain Lasha while trying to explain the issue.

The pirates stared for the umpteenth time. Looking at Haima's face with tears. Some are touched. Some are sweet on the outside, evil on the inside.

Heard his wife's words. Captain Lasha stroked gently, kissed her forehead, clenched her with affection.

The pirates watched as if it changed from winter to summer. Just this time, they stared about to talk about the look on the face of a captain who had been known to be cold and cruel. Turned soft on a woman he was hugging.

The residents stared in amazement. The physician remained silent. In the past, when he was young he had bad memories with women, but seeing such a moment, it felt like the soul floated up and came back young.

Captain Lasha trusts Haima. He tried to calm down, hugging tightly. Now, there is a healer in front of them who is able to check and find out more about the condition of Akma Jaya.

“Haima, stop crying. I believe in you, there is nothing I have but the smile that once adorned your face. Look at me there's a healer. He will be able to treat Akma Jaya.” Captain Lasha explained. Some were listening, some were gulping. Prejudice about the issue of death. However, they believe that the issue is true.

Captain Lasha was still hugging his wife. Tears continued to splatter soaking his clothes was not a problem, his wife wiped the tears, looked at her husband for a moment.

The captains and the residents were silent, silent without a sound. They waited for the moment where the captain looked at his son not breathing and was buried into the ground.

Captain Lasha and his wife entered the house. The physician is called, all those who have no interest in being outside are allowed to enter, not forbidden.

However, the authority of Captain Lasha made them unable to step foot. The captains of the same degree ventured into the house.

Twelve months, Haima mourns, mourns and continues to divorce her. The old pirate's feeling was touched staring at his wife's face. Love and not wanting to be separated from their children. The endless love, also stretches the breadth.

The doctor went into the room. Captain Lasha and his wife were barred from entering by the healer. Only he alone can be as a person who checks the situation of Akma Jaya. Now, leaving the atmosphere of silence, even outside the house was also silent, it seemed that everyone was still waiting and wanted to know the true events.

***

A moment passed, the Physician exited the room with a smiling face. I don't know what's going through his feelings.

Captain Lasha had a good feeling, staring at the face of the physician. A feeling of peace. “Tabib, how is the condition of Akma Jaya, is she okay?”

Smiling healer. “Akma Jaya is in good condition. In fact, the issue that was spread was not true. He's alive, even his ears hear what we say.” He explained what happened, but he did not mention Akma Jaya's disease. Still attached to the question in Captain Lasha's mind.

Haima heard it, she smiled as she buried her face into the palm of the hand. Then, it fell into the arms of Captain Lasha. “Thankful ...” Haima spoke slowly. Captain Lasha stroked his wife's head.

The feeling is blooming beautifully. Formed a garden with typical rustic scents, filled with flowers and diverse. This world, it feels more beautiful, it feels more vibrant.

“Haima, the storm that has hit the ship, will surely pass. Our belief in something will lead to something more peaceful.” Captain Lasha was still holding his wife, a woman in the deck wiping away tears. He's tightening the deck.

The hypocritical pirates gulped. He silently watched and heard himself from the words of the physician. Some growled in their minds, their faces turned red with angry omens, but they hid them because of their hypocrisy.

“Ah, shit! He's not dead, apparently all this is the wrong issue.” One of the hypocritical pirates interrupted the words of the healer in his mind.

But not all so. Some are happy, one of them is Captain Gaiha. From that moment on, he continued to embrace a child who had fought a sword with him, while a child was flat-faced.

***

Moments after that, the pirates say goodbye to Captain Lasha, they all came home with a sense of disappointment that enveloped the atmosphere.

At that time, only Captain Gaiha had not left because he was still busy playing with Tabra.

Now, Captain Lasha is very happy to know the condition of his son is still alive, all the hopes he has given to his son can still be realized.

The entire population, crew and crew of Captain Lasha seemed to have fun. Their voyage felt precious, the atmosphere of the moment was so bright, but not so bright for Tabra. It was seen that Captain Gaiha kept stroking his head, making the face of a foster child even flatter. Maisya glanced at a glance, he chuckled nearby.

Aisha was still watching her sister. Meanwhile, shortly from the gaze, a mother quickly brought him home without seeing the continuation of Tabra who was busy with Captain Gaiha. The questions still stuck in Aisha's head. Ask questions, but with whom people will be asked.

A girl who is now in two braids is wiping the temple. The hot air felt on his face, the sun was shining. The residents also each went home, the words of the healer have cleared up the wrong issue.