The Black Pirates

CH. 2 – Muara Ujung Alsa Village

Captain Lasha went through many things in the life he lived until at some point he was able to know something was about to happen, a kind of strong premonition that says this and that.

However, before getting it, the adolescence passed by a captain was a little bleak because it often dealt with a life filled with cruelty and never a smiley face.

In addition, the world he had been through—a life he lived, rarely on land and as if there was no life other than in the ocean. He never gazed upon another person in his life or enjoyed what love and affection were in the painting.

A heart that has not changed

A feeling of severe freezing

The words of love and affection he heard were a little disgusting to him. Not just about that, more about him. He also does not like people who have no value, no ability in the person.

Such a person is like a pile of garbage, he said, and about someone who has no ability. There is no hatred in his heart except for trash that is not even useful or even just a display of useless staring. Damaging the scene, his response to it was strange, but that was the identity of a Captain Lasha.

Some of his men were already full of salt, the form of a salty sentence they swallowed.

“You can't lift it, trash!”

“Basic trash!”

All of that is clear from the anger of Captain Lasha who often calls them trash to sometimes become a characteristic among his men.

However, they all still do not dare to say challenging sentences, even saying it mute.

“How is a beautiful way to live life? Are you going to keep following him or stop?” asked one of them to look at him a little pity, but he also wanted to complain. He always held it.

Previously one who was also a member, they were the same people and did not differ in degree.

One of the men was pouring out the mind of the mind that was engulfing him. Chaos stoned to the sky. Pouring thoughts to one of his friends about the attitude of Captain Lasha who often referred to him as trash.

“In spite of this, I sensed that Captain Lasha would one day change, I believe in the glare of his eyes to show it," replied his friend smiling as he looked up his head.

“Hopefully.”

“After all he is the captain who has embraced us at a time when relatives and relatives are leaving us.”

“Yes, at that time. This is the reason why I stayed with him, even though his attitude was a little outrageous.”

The strong principle of life and his self-assertion about trashy creatures, just pollute the world, also makes the universe crowded, even damaging the beautiful scenery he looks at.

***

“You don't deserve to laugh, suffer because you don't have the courage.” At that time, at a training camp. Captain Lasha was watching the focus, the view was not circulated in the slightest.

A guy who was his age at a young age, actually this is an old story that goes back and forth in the form of flashbacks. Shows a glimpse of Captain Lasha in the past.

A hot day in the hot sun.

Quite unlucky for one of the men where an event caused a great disappointment to occur, he struck the feeling by raging violently. It happened because of a mistake.

Anger that made her point like a word towards a sentence that was doodled with black ink. Hot burning with lava that dotted fast to fall to the surface of the paper and make it no longer exist. Crushed melting.

Captain Lasha moved a hand wanting to cross off the man from training.

“Don't cross my name, please ..”

“Heh? Prove to me that you're not a piece of trash!”

The people around the place were stunned to see that, they could not now shake each other's heads.

“Good, I will try," he said saluting.

“Good. Keep it up, never show trashy attitude in front of me!”

During the training period, candidates who are considered worthy are directly selected. Dozens of people neatly lined up to form a line.

But the pleasure is not enough. All of them had only passed the trials and had never felt how the real pirate life was.

“Starting today, you are officially my men. Prepare to face various kinds of cruelty in the pirate world that is actually a lie!”

“Strengthen your resolve and pace your spirit without staring sideways or back.”

One or two men were astonished themselves. Captain Lasha what exactly did he say? It is difficult to understand why this could be so.

“Time to disperse and prepare yourself.”

“Ready, Captain!” answer them simultaneously.

That's how Captain Lasha, before he made them as a man, there were many trials that he first did and selection one by one.

One of his friends was quite admiring the attitude, but in other things he did not like it either.

“Lasha, you're too cruel to your men, just let them. The most important thing is the strength to protect each other's crew and guilt as a friend. You who are captain in your group should be able to protect them, not even hurt like that.”

“Are you aware? This is none of your business!”

“I'm just giving you a little advice.”

“Hey, I assure you one thing remains in your way of life, this is my way of life. If you can't bear the pity and don't want to see me treat them badly. Then get out of my sight.”

“Lasha, your words are a little uncomfortable in my ears. We both have been through a lot of events, even this island bears witness in our friendship.”

“Heh, you look too much at him. I'm just saying, forget it.” Captain Lasha left and cut off the short conversation.

***

The night of a moon perched figure shows the light of beauty. The horizon befriends the stars and the silent night.

At that moment, Captain Lasha sat staring at the fire that was dancing ria in a bunch of agarwood. A pile lit up with a distinctly smelling fragrance.

The depth of the contemplation at that time soared, obscuring the view also flew from the boundary of the earth's footing and his soul went and disappeared somewhere.

“Lasha, what are you doing?” His friend asked as he approached.

However, Captain Lasha looked unconcerned, not even turning her head in the slightest. The cold face was as though it was dead and lifeless.

He was still clingy, glued to look towards the pile of wood and twigs that were burning fire. The splashing sounds accompanied by the silence between them, the night wind blew and touched the surface of their skin.

“Looks like you don't want to be disturbed, don't catch a cold,” he said leaving in the presence of Captain Lasha.

Lying in the mind. Briefly, he glanced for a moment, there was an empty look on his face from Captain Lasha. The self that seemed as if his soul had disappeared from his body.

His best friend understood that. He knew very well the figure of a Captain Lasha. He knew very well how the figure of a Captain Lasha who used to be the two of them working together and fighting against thousands of royal troops who wanted to capture them. One by one, memories came.

***

“Lasha, strengthen yourself. We will attack with all our might!” His friend exclaimed with a swift sword slash.

Captain Lasha nodded. Breaking through the thousands of people there who brandished weapons at him, then slashing out with one slash at him. Captain Lasha fended off the attack, crashing through the defense. A thumping sound rang out from one of the men who had bounced far to the ground with eyes that showed a feeling of fear and a tired body.

The exact verse sentence he wanted to chant looked up at the sky. The wind and nirvana vices of the word in the mind of his mind had penetrated into the presence with deep gratitude.

“We have succeeded, Lasha!”

“We have succeeded, Lasha!”

“We have succeeded, Lasha!”

Yeah—sof course Captain Lasha has a great story that they used to experience together. Thousands of armed troops in full iron suits. It never frightened him, even his enemy who ran away was terrified as he stared at the gaze that radiated from Captain Lasha.

***

The atmosphere of his gaze was looking in a deeper direction. One gaze filled with silence, his best friend was quite understanding in that regard. About what Captain Lasha mused and about what Captain Lasha felt. He did not dare to reprimand her, even thinking that it could disturb the concentration of a Captain.

A friend stared fixedly. One of the men approached. “What is Captain Lasha doing there?” ask one of the men to Captain Lasha's best friend.

“That was his habit from long ago, no matter where his mind went, but the condition of the corpse you saw was silent. He has moved, somewhere he went.”

“Is that so?”

“Ya, so. Just let him, you say, don't get to tomorrow, his mainstay sentence comes out and he goes back to calling you trash.”

“Alright, I understand,” his answer went out from the front of the person he considered to have authority.

Captain Lasha was still pensive and passed that night the entire night.

Peaceful mornings, the chirping of birds there are many in number, they fly to welcome a new day, the ocean is pounding the waves, the froths that break and hit the rocks on the beach waist are also cool breeze.

Right on the coast one of them was sitting on the deck of the ship, he was talking to someone else.

“Hey, do you know about pirates in Farida's sea region?”

“Sure.”

“They often sail across the ocean to carry out robberies.”

“The state of the ocean is chaotic due to their actions.”

“Heh, don't think about it.”

“Why?”

“It won't keep you full.”

“Hahaha.”

“Really?”

“Surely, you were the master at joking.”

“That's not funny, don't laugh later someone says you're sick,” He grinned at a glance. “Hahaha, whatever. I don't care,” replied his friend laughing.

Their conversation about the pirate base was true. Each Pirate has a headquarters as their residence, located and gathered together.

They built housing and villages as a resting place after being tired of sailing robbing here and there.

They made the uninhabited island their headquarters. Grow strong and train on the island.

A time of nostalgia, when the beginning of the world was still the same, an event Captain Lasha who when he was young, he was the type of person who likes to wander with his best friend, who was a young man, wading through the vast ocean together until they are stranded on an uninhabited island.

From then on, Captain Lasha was in a base and joined another group of pirates. He was in the same base as his best friend.

But now he has decided to separate from his best friend. The reason when deciding to separate is clearly stated, his best friend asked so:

“Lasha, why do you want to part with me?”

“Heh, not parted, but I now have a place to live, my own headquarters.”

“Oh, congratulations.”

“From now on, this island will be all yours, I have departed from this island.” Captain Lasha looked up at the horizon, there was a cool look on her face clearly.

His best friend, who was only able to gulp, stared at Captain Lasha.

“My dear friend, may you be blessed wherever you live.”

“Yes, hope you are too.”

Captain Lasha and his men leave the island, where there are many medicinal plants.

A friend who talked to him was quite lonely. Now he lives alone without equal comrades, accompanied only by his men.

“If I leave this place empty, it seems like I have to guard this island and accept people to settle with me.” He thought hard not to be lonely. Alone in the sense that there is no one to talk to.

That's how Captain Lasha's best friend who is on the island, he really hopes there will be people who want to live on the island.

Muara Ujung Alsa Village is the headquarters intended by Captain Lasha, now their group lives peacefully in the village. Not thinking about anything else but gardening and focusing on everyday life.

“Hey, happy today, you can harvest quite a lot.”

“Hahaha, yes.”

“Sama, mine is also a lot, the harvest this year is abundant, hopefully the next years are the same as this.”

That is a glimpse of the conversation of the people about their crops on the island which has now turned into a village called Muara Ujung Alsa.

Captain Lasha's self-controlled coldness slowly faded in time, like the surface of color on the walls of a faded house. The originally gray cloud turned bright.

Of all that, time goes on, the ticking of his seconds revolve in a life that was never imagined to be miserable.

One thing, Captain Lasha's premonition says that death is like approaching her, he said as close as a fingertip that is close to the surface of the pulsating skin.

“Slowly I realized my mistake in the past, but it has all passed,” said Captain Lasha looked down as if contemplating her past.

It was at the time of the discovery of the island they now inhabit, a glimpse of the events rewinding the memory of Muara Ujung Alsa Village was an uninhabited island and they found it in enough circumstances to be called a struggle.

Once when Captain Lasha along with all the crew and his men sailed to one of the regions in the Maura Hiba Continent, long voyage they took without rest at all.

A gust of tired breath never get the attention that Captain Lasha will give a rest for them, the look of his face does not look caring, even still the same cold and does not show the air of life.

“Captain, can I say anything?”

“Iya, Captain. I also.” At once they filed a wish to ask permission to rest. However, it was different from what they had imagined.

Instantly a hand shot straight and fairly loud, Captain Lasha kicked off the sail post and suddenly it caused a tremor, making a very surprising sound for them.

Boxed screen pole.

“All of you, one thing you should know and have warned me a million times, do not make yourself like a trash, be a useful person, be brave and strong!” said thunderous. The men gulped and sweated.

Their ship continued to accelerate in the wind. The men fell silent and could no longer pucker.

Captain Lasha grunts. “How many times have I told you, are you not satisfied to hear it?” A cursory question that Captain Lasha said successfully made them back to silence unable to speak to explain the reason.

On the sidelines of the tension that hit his men. The roar of the wind broke their tension. Captain Lasha at the time suspected the originally sunny weather would turn into a storm. The premonition of an old pirate who had been feeling various kinds of feelings and this is one of them that now reappears in his memory.

The conjecture was entirely true, from a distance a whirlpool of lightning storms so terrifyingly close in front of them.

Soon after the conversation, one of the men exclaimed at the mast of the sail to inform them of the storm before them, but Captain Lasha had already found out through a premonition.

Through that information, Captain Lasha smiled grinningly.

“Heh, good. Prepare yourself and the courage to face the storm ahead there ..!” Captain Lasha exclaimed cynically, his facial features somewhat liked the storm.

A smile that is difficult to describe through writing.

During the voyage there was rarely such a storm, its form did exist. It was just that he rarely met, this time he finally came face to face. Staring at the storm after a long time subsided in the shade of his manhood.

A pirate captain smiled with satisfaction. Look for the umpteenth time of past memories. While his men were now showing a terrified expression that shook his entire body. The wind was blowing hard, the cold was mixed with fear.

From a distance there is a vortex that is so terrible. The men gulped at the thought of how terrible and deadly the storm was. A flash of lightning dazzled the eyes, striking out with a clear sound heard.

Ocean rumbles. The great waves ahead there, the gray light on the surface of the horizon was so extremely hostile.

“Captain, do we need to turn around?” One of the men gave an opinion. Trying to give advice.

Meanwhile, the wind blowing enveloped their atmosphere before entering the storm and the distance was quite far, but now the wind felt crashing all over the clothes and made it flutter.

Even everyone's hair was ruffled by the wind's tightness, a faint sound was spoken mixed with lightning and the whirring of the wind.

“Captain, we must hurry to turn the bow!” He again cried out loudly while protecting his wind-struck face.

“Design!!. You dare to speak before me, we will break through the storm, no matter what!" Captain Lasha insisted on a louder voice.

Now their ship entered the storm, when it entered the storm all the eyes of the men were wide.

“This ...”

“Scarying!” They gulped.

Not long after, the exposure of large waves continued to hit the ship, making them overwhelmed to adjust the position of the ship.

They try their hardest to control the steering wheel and hold the sail rope.

The thundering wind and thunderclaps were fresh in Captain Lasha's ears, while his men were in immeasurable fear.

The waves are like mountains running and crashing. While the conditions on the ship are like houses affected by an earthquake. The surface of the ship is irregularly swaying. Everything's lawfulness.

"Kapteeen!" One of Captain Lasha's men exclaimed in fear. His face was pale and shivering violently.

He's like a trauma or why, there's no known reason because he didn't say.

"Ba–how is this ...!?" the cry again faintly sounded of the sound of shivering and the rumbling of the strong wind.

Captain Lasha was a little furious at hearing the exclamation.

“You need to know a fearless Pirate, you are a scum clueless pirate world, shameful!!” Captain Lasha said sangar.

His anger carried by the sound of the wind increasingly made the men afraid and others felt the same.

“That voice ...”

He turned to the source of the voice, his screams getting clearer and clearer, even now being heard by people.

“Ayo, all. Strengthen the handle on the screen rope and around the screen pole!” One quickly exclaimed as he realized something.

Captain Lasha was quite silent watching them, from the look of his face again just showed a smile.

The wind was getting stronger, the sail of the ship was getting louder like a balloon that was about to erupt. The slope of the sail pole began to be seen, leaning towards the front.

The ship continued to pierce the waves, smashing them and breaking into foam.

The ship went up and down, meandering under the ocean currents and how overwhelmed the rudder was to position the ship correctly and stably.

Again the screams sound more and more, the worry enveloped the feelings of the men.

KRAAK'S!

The surface of the sail was broken and badly damaged causing their ship to drift in the ocean, the ship continued to follow the ocean currents and swayed about to sink.

There is nothing to hope for anymore, they just surrender to fate.

“Listen to all, never be afraid and you imagine death, rest assured we will be safe. This is a great opportunity for all of you to show courage before me, dare for good, do not let the trashy attitude imbedded in you!” Captain Lasha exclaimed to arouse the spirits of those who had been extinguished by despair.

They stared unmoved, the roar of the wind increasingly piercing into the ears. Cold air surrounds the body.

One of them stood up and tried to rise from despair.

“What the captain said is true, everything is me .. I believe we will be safe and live happily ever after!” he said it out loud and made Captain Lasha smile.

Suddenly everyone stood up and believed, their hands clasped tightly with the look of a confident face.

“Everything controls the steering wheel, that's the only way we can do it!!" Captain Lasha again exclaimed to give directions.

"Ba-well, Kapteeen!" answer them simultaneously.

Now they work hand in hand to control the steering and position the ship.

“In addition, you form a position to draw the ship and remove the incoming water!” One of them gave direction, while Captain Lasha just sat with a gust of wind and gray clouds. The lightning in the cloud emitted a periodic glow, for a moment the radiance was fierce, then stopped for a while.

For about an hour the storm lasted. In the end the storm began to pass and their ships were adrift in the sea currents, now they were stranded on a vast-looking island.

The blink of their eyes did not stop looking at gratitude, sighs of relief chuckled out tired.

“All of you, quickly move to fix the screen!” Captain Lasha ordered them with an attitude of decisiveness and did not care about the conditions they felt.

They were exhausted and unable to move, their hands were sluggish and their bodies ached.

“Ka–kapten..we are really exhausted, give us time to rest.”

Through the utterance that indeed their breaths sounded almost breathless, Captain Lasha tried to ease emotions.

“Alright, I'll give you two hours of rest!”

Captain Lasha gave time, if in two hours they could relieve fatigue, that is the kind of assumption of a captain who does not care about others.

But they all smile. What is famous about Captain Lasha, now pity seems to grow small in his heart. They were quite happy to hear that, not even anger could be heard from his mouth.

“Te–accept ... thanks, Captain.”

Hearing those words, Captain Lasha growled and kicked the floor of the ship. A very loud and loud punch.

“Repeated times I said. Act like a Pirate! All of you trash, all this time you have lived with me in the ocean, but you are still weak!”

Captain Lasha let out a fury, then left them.

If he had not said such a thing, it was likely that Captain Lasha would not have been angry, that person's voice sounded annoying, even the way he said thanks sounded soft, not the voice of a man, but the voice of a woman, but the voice of a woman, that's what Captain Lasha thinks.

Now Captain Lasha explored the contents of the island, including the highlands and lush overgrown with various types of plants.

One prominent feature is a teak tree. A large tree. Captain Lasha at first glance thought about the island he was on.

In addition, the island he was now on seemed quiet, peaceful because there was no one at all in the place except Captain Lasha.

In the middle of the island there is a towering mountain, instinct Captain Lasha said the island is quite wide and wide with coconut trees that adorn the beach.

The hours he spent exploring the island, the more he got into it, there was a strong feeling to make the island a base for him.

After Captain Lasha returned from exploring the island, he hastened to his men who seemed to be repairing the screen.

It seems they did not disavow Captain Lasha's orders, meaning the departure of Captain Lasha roamed the island for more than two hours.

Captain Lasha didn't praise it, he trusted enough of his men.

“Hey, all of you get together, stop your work for a moment!” Captain Lasha exclaimed staring at all of them.

“Captain ...” One of the men said softly while turning his head and hastening to stop his work. The other men are the same as him.

When everything was gathered, Captain Lasha seemed to talk about what he had explored on the island, saying there were many things that could be made and managed on this island, the men simply listen and hear it carefully.

“Listen to everything, I have decided to make a headquarters on this island!” Captain Lasha said after the long conversation he had uttered, now he uttered a firm and loud voice.

“Don't we already have headquarters, Captain?” answer one of his men.

The headquarters he was referring to was Captain Lasha's headquarters with his best friend, on an island there that had many medicinal herbs inside. Anmala Island.

The guy was just a reminder and it seems like he believes enough that Captain Lasha can't possibly scold him, it feels like just two hours ago he was being kind enough to give them some time off.

However, who would have thought, Captain Lasha seemed unhappy to hear him, the look on his face again showed anger.

The look on Sangar's face looks scary. Quickly without even a second for the person to blink, he pulled his collar. The man shuddered at Captain Lasha's face.

Captain Lasha clenched her hands without speaking, the veins around the hands popping up. They stared as they gulped.

BAM!

He landed a punch, while the man could not hold it and immediately fainted.

Captain Lasha threw him to the ground without caring for the safety of the person.

“Who else dares to make a sound, you have no right to speak,” said Captain Lasha in a loud voice that made their hearts beat irregularly.

When the atmosphere became quiet, they nodded in agreement, since then they made the island as a headquarters. Captain Lasha sailed many seas to meet Haima.

Now, the old pirate began to grow feelings of love, what he had always considered disgusting was not completely carried away until forever and now he was trying to be kind to his men.

Except for one thing, that is, against his enemies and still angry at the behavior of someone's trash.

This is how life goes, the journey of life can change and over time, feelings that used to differ in belief and now believe that what used to be was a form of error.

***

Footprints imprinted on the beach, Haima runs small with Captain Lasha, they enjoy and laugh happily.

The romanticization that intertwined from the couple, a beautiful smile on Haima's face while looking at Akma Jaya, the, a tiny little baby was in his arms and Captain Lasha was nearby holding him.

“Kanda, look at Akma Jaya she is so cute and cute,” Haima said as she gently pinched the surface of Akma Jaya's cheeks.

“Like yourself, Haima.” Captain Lasha held tightly to Haima's hand, they again walked around the beach.

At that time, the waves swept the coast with peaceful air, softness that felt soothing.

Every morning the three of them run around the beach, often Haima toying with splashes of water on Captain Lasha's face. They reply to each other and laugh.

They continued to do so until Akma Jaya grew up as a child aged seven years.

Time passed, a baby who was still in a sling, now can walk and talk with his innocent attitude. Exactly seven years of age, where a little boy enters his hilarious time.

Akma Jaya walked slowly until she saw the crab. “Daddy, Mother..look hereiii, hereiii no cepiting!” Akma Jaya called out to them to approach her.

Hearing of this, Captain Lasha and Haima made haste to approach Akma Jaya. “What's up, Akma?” Haima asked with a smile clearly plastered on her face.

He bent down to align his position with Akma Jaya.

It seemed that it was less than satisfying for the little boy, he pulled Haima close to him until he made a mother sit right beside him.

“Inii, there's cepiting!" akma Jaya replied with an innocent attitude pointing at the crab.

“Kepiting?” haima said make sure.

“Iya,” replied Akma Jaya sure.

“Wah, the crab is big, yes. Be careful of the claws, it hurts!” Haima said as she rubbed the ox head of Akma Jaya. Such affection can be felt.

Captain Lasha just stood looking at the two of them, fixated on seeing the beauty of the figure of Haima who was talking to Akma Jaya.

Perfection of a woman, she said, is more perfect than anyone. Captain Lasha really loves him wholeheartedly, he says he will never be timeless, as much as he will always love him.

“What is pain? I can't believe it!” Akma Jaya again said innocently pointing her finger at the crab's cab.

Haima could not stop it, the speed of the hands a second faster than Haima expected.

“Ya, ampuun, Akma..” Haima was shocked and stroked the wound gently.

“Aduuuh ..!” Akma Jaya screamed in pain and cried out.

While Captain Lasha did not speak in the slightest, he who witnessed it was so furious and moved quickly to draw a sword. Then, instantly the crab was helpless to dodge. He died from the sword of Captain Lasha.

Akma Jaya was still crying. Haima gave a short talk that a man should be strong and should not cry.

Along with that, he slowly bandaged the wound of Akma Jaya with a piece of cloth, he noticed Akma Jaya's face started to stop crying.

“Thank God, I've finished dressing your wounds. Akma, later your wounds will slowly heal, do not cry again, yes. You should smile. Come on, son strong and dashing mother,” said Haima gave Akma Jaya a little sense of comfort, he said, the soft-sounding voice and his speech were really able to make Akma Jaya feel the mother figure firmly attached to her.

Haima hugged back. “Akma, I believe you are a strong child, such a wound will not make you cry, you are a child of a mother who is very dear to me.”

When he heard the soft talk made by Haima, now Akma Jaya completely stopped crying, at that moment Haima let go of her embrace, she said, then looking into the eyes of Akma Jaya who still has a puddle there, he rubbed slowly with affection.

“True, the mother's son is strong.” Haima praised again and her face smiled.

“Hihi, mom ..” said Akma Jaya and hugged Haima again.

While Captain Lasha was paying careful attention, she was so fond of Haima that a beautiful smile was clearly plastered on the surface of her face.

The hue of the face that shook the heart in his soul, eroded the anger and cold attitude that had been well-established within him for decades.

Now all that has vanished and disappeared from him, for a mere Haima, a love that never ends.

Then Haima took the crab lying in the sand, he had died as a result of the stabbing of Captain Lasha's sword. Suddenly, Akma Jaya looked in wonder at her mother.

“Mother...what is cepiting for? Why did you take it?” tanya Akma Jaya looked fixedly at the crab.

“Hihi, I'll cook it, you sure love this crab ...”

“Tidaaak, Akma still does not like it. Cepiting is evil because he stamps, very cruel!”

“Ya, already. Wait, yes will the mother of evil crab magic it becomes a delicious food,” replied Haima shuffled the head hair of Akma Jaya with anxiety. He brought his face closer and smiled.

“Really? Mother... yeayy, Akma is impatient, mother's macakan is very sharp,” said Akma Jaya girang while clenching her hands and bringing her closer to the chest area, then leaping, somehow seeing it, and then, Haima smiled and laughed a little.

“Wait, yes mom will cook it for you,” replied Haima then patted Akma Jaya head slowly while smiling.

Shortly after, Captain Lasha goes on a hunt, Akma Jaya is only stunned to stare at her dashing father collecting crabs.

After getting some crabs. Then, he gave it to Haima.

“Haima, cook the crab with a lot of portions, later you share all that to the population and all the men.”

“Good, Kanda.” Haima smiled.

Captain Lasha told him for a reason. One thing that amazes everyone about Haima cuisine, which is a distinctive flavor that is easily spread through the wind and smelled everywhere, somehow the cuisine seems confusing.

It is likely that he has a talent for cooking skills that are hidden and natural like growing up alone since he was left by his mother.

Starting from there, Captain Lasha came to the conclusion that as a good group leader, he wanted to share with others.

How amazing the cuisine he said and how good it would be, Haima cooked more portions so that then the cuisine can be distributed to the residents and their men.

Captain Lasha assumed that he didn't want to make people smell the scent, but got nothing. Just make it visible in the eyes, while the stomach upset languish.

“Akma, do you want to join mom cooking?” Haima asked briefly.

“No, Mother, isn't cooking a woman's job?” He nodded and asked back.

“Sstt. Not a job, but a hobby. Hihihi ..”.

“Oh, hobby?”

“Iya, you will know later.” Haima touched his son's nose, a touch of anxiety at the words of Akma Jaya. Both of Haima's cheeks flushed beautifully, her smile plastered clear.

After that Haima went to the house, while Akma Jaya was still on the beach with Captain Lasha.

From the moment Captain Lasha was only silent listening to their conversation, now Akma Jaya stared at Captain Lasha without blinking her eyes, she was still astonished by the attitude of her father who rarely spoke.

“Dad, when did you invite me to go sailing?” Akma Jaya ventured to ask briefly.

His hands held tightly to his father's clothes, hoping that his father would speak even a single word or a nod.

Now Captain Lasha stared fixedly at him. “You haven't grown up.”

Akma Jaya was quite happy that Captain Lasha answered his remarks.

“Dad, the ocean is actually like what?” He again asked with a brave attitude, tone of speech trying to adjust like an adult, despite his age is still small and sometimes a little uncomfortable sound heard by the elite the size of a pirate.

Captain Lasha showed a smile that made Akma Jaya distrust him, even hugging her for a moment.

“Akma Jaya, know the ocean holds a lot of mystery, you are not ready for the mystery,” said Captain Lasha while releasing a hug and now looking at her son's bead shade.

“Misteri?” answer Akma Jaya wonder.

“Something you don't know.”

“Oh.” Akma Jaya slowly lowered her head.

“More at the end of the ocean there are many dangers, you have not been strong to deal with it.”

Captain Lasha explained in more detail, while both hands held onto both shoulders of Akma Jaya and stared with a cold gaze that felt creepy.

However the figure of a father is still in him, the gaze does not show what is hidden. Sometimes because it is often done, it is difficult to control by body language.

Akma Jaya quite gulped.

“Ba—well, Dad ...”

“Now, go inside the house, wait for your mother there until she finishes cooking!” Captain Lasha told him in soft language, but it still sounded rude like being chased away.

“Ba—good!” akma Jaya replied stammeredly because she heard her father's words that sounded very creepy.

Akma Jaya ran towards the house, Haima heard a glimpse of the sound of footsteps blindly approaching her.

“Why? What's up, Akma?” Haima asked as she rubbed her son's head.

“It's okay, Mom. I wonder mom's cooking, is it done?” akma Jaya replied smilingly, it seemed that she did not want to tell the details of the incident she had experienced.

Haima chuckled softly, the surface of her teeth emitting a radiant white light. “Apparently son mother, can't wait, wait a minute, yes. The crab was just mom cooking.”

“Hihi .. yes, I will patiently wait for his cooking.” Akma Jaya then went to the table and sat down while waiting for the crab to cook.

Moments later, the crab was ready to be served. A simple cuisine of crabs combined with a mixture of secret spices from Haima.

The aroma of cooking was smelled out of the house and made people want to come visit.

“It.. Akma, the crab is ready to eat, please eat." Haima's smile is beautiful and the soft speech that characterizes her.

Instantly Akma Jaya devoured it with a happy face, crab cuisine was indeed very delicious from the aroma alone made people and the men want to come to visit, but what power is the home of a leader.

Of course, they didn't dare to do it. However, Haima called them and gathered them.

Now, outside the house there are a lot of people, the cuisine he originally cooked is quite enough for many people he said.

The cuisine was shared by Haima in an orderly manner. One by one people got it until the crab cuisine was exhausted, sadly some did not get the most.

“Sorry, the cooking has run out, later I will make again, I really apologize to you guys.”

Haima became guilty, repeatedly bowing down and apologizing to those who did not get the share ration.

Hearing Haima's tutoring, some of those who did not get the ration felt it was okay. They chose to go home and some of them again thanked the reverent warai to Haima, even praising him with praise scattered throughout the island, Muara Ujung Alsa Village.