The Black Pirates

CH. 3 – Aisha & Tabra

Haima tidied up the container and washed it. The size of the container is quite large, he carries it with all his might and cleanses it with a spray of clean water.

The look on the face of the jelly-eyed woman seemed focused. Sometimes his eyebrows slightly wrinkled while cleaning it, his black hair swayed in the wind, he rubbed slowly back and propped the earlobe.

The movement of his hands removed the hair that had originally covered his eyes due to the wind. He cleaned the container without the slightest complaint being heard.

Akma Jaya noticed the mother who was cleaning, sweat sweat sweat clearly visible around the temple area, Haima swiped slowly, he seemed exhausted.

“Mother, can I help you?”

Akma Jaya is quite concerned about seeing her mother and intends to help her to lighten up a bit.

“Akma, try to come here, close to mom,” said Haima stopped her hand in cleaning, then hinted to get closer to her.

Previously the distance between them was a little far, precisely Akma Jaya was standing in the doorway staring at Haima who was cleaning the container outside—back home.

Akma Jaya slowly approached her mother, thinking she would be allowed.

Now they're both close together, Haima

holding both shoulders of Akma Jaya.

His two shady eyes seemed to glance towards the cloth bandage that was bandaging the wound earlier.

Of course it can not be exposed to water, it will get worse. Haima looked at me with a smile.

“Listen to mom, yes. In one week how many days?” asked Haima who now made Akma Jaya seem confused.

Akma Jaya was stunned for a moment, she thought hard as she muttered, Haima chuckled, she knows that Akma Jaya has not been taught about it.

“How much?” ask Akma Jaya like giving up and not knowing what to do.

“Reclaration ...” Haima whispered.

“You have to find the year yourself.” Haima continued while staring and smiling sweetly, her two fingers gently plucked both cheeks of Akma Jaya, then again chuckled.

“Mother, why?”

“Eh, what's up?”

“Tadi, I want to help mom, why did mom ask me a question?” Akma Jaya still did not understand her mother's intentions.

“Begini.. as long as you have not been able to answer it, then you should not help mom, your task now is to find out how much.”

“Mother, I know it's mom's excuse so I can't help.”

“Hihi.”

“Why do moms laugh?”

“It's okay, Akma. Let mom clean it.”

“But, I want to help mom!” Akma Jaya gradually whined.

Haima. “Eh, don't do this. Come on, mommy's son don't do that, all right. Listen to mom again, yes.”

“Iya, mother, let me help.”

Haima nodded. “Good, you can help mom.”

“Really?” Akma Jaya looks excited.

Haima hinted at a light pat. “But, not help mom clean this.”

“Then what?” Akma Jaya asked looking persistent, her hands clenched to her chest, like a prayer climb, but she was not praying, only hoping that she would be able to help her mother.

Haima let out another laugh. “Hihi... It seems like you insist on helping mom, then mom will give you the same task with this, how?”

“Hmmm.. agree, what's the job?”

“Alright, the task is as I just said, try to help mom to find out, how many days a week?”

Haima spoke softly, hand caresses rubbed her child's head and a never-ending smile from the look on her face.

Akma Jaya nodded enough.

“Mother, I will quickly find out,” said Akma Jaya immediately left in front of Haima.

“Hihi, the boy is funny.” Haima spoke to herself so anxious to see the behavior of Akma Jaya.

Previously Akma Jaya was still curious about what Captain Lasha said about the ocean and now she has to mess around to find out how many days a week.

Hmmm ... How much, huh? Did Mom intentionally prank me so that I could not help her, inner Akma Jaya.

“Mother, I will look for the year after finished spending cepiting,” said Akma Jaya back nongol in the doorway.

Haima paid less attention to it, she was too focused on sharing the cuisine to not know it, Akma Jaya laughed a little, as planned by her ingenious mind.

Haima was quite smiling. “Iya.”

***

After eating the delicious Haima cuisine crab, the distinctive aroma of the spice, both things still ring in the contents of the head of Akma Jaya.

Also about the ocean and how many days a week, in total there are three things that are difficult to remove.

Akma Jaya returned to the beach, where she stared at the sea, an innocent eagle-eyed little boy kept wandering around her neighborhood, the pounding of the waves and also the whirling of the wind accompanied the twinkle of light that adorned both of his eyes.

I don't understand what Dad said about the ocean, as I see it now, whether it's true that the ocean holds a mystery and if I grow up later, if I do, I'm going to expose it and dad also said that the ocean is dangerous, I'm sure I can deal with all that. Sea, wait till I grow up, I'll cross you and find out everything.

Akma Jaya daydreamed, her eyes fixed straight not circulating in the slightest.

Inwardly something was said about Captain Lasha's words. The wind was blowing a little, the surface of the ship anchored near the shore moved lightly. Akma Jaya slowly clenched her hands to gain confidence.

“Aaakh ..!” Akma Jaya screamed ill. He did not realize in his hand there was a wound due to the crab claw that had not healed. “I forgot, the pain is still there, evil cepiting!” He looked towards the wound.

Then stroking it so as not to feel pain, it was his assumption, a simple glance, a breath blowing touching the cloth bandage in his hand. The way he chose was to exhale towards the existing wound in order to reduce the pain.

Sure enough, the pain he felt was slowly lessening, gradually improving as usual.

Akma Jaya was stunned again by the waves. He hit the ship, it happened repeatedly.

The whirring wind, increasingly making him drift in a gaze full of admiration, once Akma Jaya turned her head to the brightly glowing sky, white clouds moving peacefully.

He again circulated his gaze to stare at the ship that was hit by the waves.

The waves break apart on the sidelines of white sand grains, a distinctive sound that sounds comfortable in the ear.

The plain figure continued to imagine what the real ocean would look like.

“Akmaaa!” From a distance a voice called out, Akma Jaya turned to the source of the voice. Although it sounded faint, he tried to guess.

He turned his head and saw two people approaching him, a man and woman who looked older than him and younger than him. A slightly different age than him, not old in the truest sense.

“Hai, how are you? What are you doing here, Akma?” ask the woman. Her name is Aisha.

The person next to him was named Tabra. The two of them approached Akma Jaya, greeting her with a smile.

Regarding the two of them is a friend just passing by and say hello now know each other's names.

However, Akma Jaya was not very familiar with the attitude of the two, how at that time, she was only briefly acquainted with the form of handshakes and smiles.

Aisha is the sister of Tabra, and vice versa, they are both brothers, the son of one of the accomplices shown by Captain Lasha, an accomplice was a title given to him out of loyalty until Captain Lasha gave him the title.

On the other hand, as long as Captain Lasha is busy taking care of every effort in the village. Their father became the representative who led the group to sail to a country and took the place while Captain Lasha was busy with business.

How bad, it often happened as if the old pirate had wanted to retire to become a pirate, he preferred Haima, rather than anything else.

Tabra is an older sister who has always liked and often abused her sister Aisha— and her only brother she has.

The first time they became acquainted with Akma Jaya was on that day, where the night of the celebration of the success of Captain Lasha in robbing and collecting loot.

Balloon ball eruption particles are made from the hull of the cow and then tightened with the wind of course. When the balloons were broken they cheered.

Akma Jaya was shocked and suddenly hit two children, fortunately the two children did not scold him.

“Hai, my name is Tabra and this is my sister Aisha. Greetings, what's your name?”

“My name?” Akma Jaya was a little surprised because she had just hit him, how could the person invite to get acquainted, should he be scolded. He said he wanted to apologize, but stopped because of the introduction.

“Yes, who do you think I'm talking to?”

“Oh. Akma Jaya, just call me Akma.”

“Alright, greetings know.”

“Iya.”

That was the first moment they met and talked to each other laughing, Tabra not the story of Akma Jaya who had hit him, as well as Aisha, the three of them were chatting with each other.

“How to exclaim, yes?” Tabra glanced at left right.

“Iya.”

“Hey, have you eaten?” Aisha asked a question.

“But.”

“Eh, you haven't eaten a dish here in the slightest?” sergeant Tabra does not believe.

“Iya.”

“Jeez, shaking world. Come on, quickly eat with us, we find a seat first.” Tabra quickly pulled out Akma Jaya's hand, leading her to eat.

“Iya, alright.”

They also eat together to eat dishes at the celebration party.

Somehow Tabra tried to get closer to Akma Jaya so he continued to monitor and accidentally he stared with his own eyes and learned that Akma Jaya was the son of a captain who led.

Captain Lasha's prowess was known to many people and her wilful spirit was also strong among them.

How Tabra was amazed by the figure of Akma Jaya and when they first met, he did not know the true identity of Akma Jaya.

Right now they are on the beach, Tabra is just silent— yet to speak, only Aisha looks greeting and questions what she is doing.

Akma Jaya shook her head. “Nothing I did, I just saw the waves and the ship was hit by it, try you see there.” Akma Jaya spoke while pointing towards the ship.

Tabra wanted to laugh at him, how could he not laugh, the voice of Akma Jaya sounded like a dreamy poet.

“Hihihi.” Tabra chuckled and kept trying to hold back.

“Tabra, why are you laughing?”

“Haha .., what do you say like a poet, I am a little funny to hear it,” he said still laughing, then turned towards Aisha. “Aisha, come laugh with me. Hahaha.”

However, Aisha reluctantly complies, only Tabra now laughs loudly irregularly like the sound of a trumpet.

Akma Jaya grinned. “Whatever, just laugh as much as you do, before the horizon collapses and hits your mouth. Hahaha.” Akma Jaya is showing more and more strangeness.

Tabra stopped the laughter and shook his head for a moment. “Eh, don't say that, isn't speech a prayer?” Tabra.

“Sorry, I was just kidding,” said Akma Jaya a little awkwardly. Aisha listened, she did not want to interfere.

“What's wrong, relax.”

“Alright, what are you guys doing?”

“Eh, didn't I ask what you were doing?” Aisha asserts.

“Hihi, I answered.” Akma Jaya plays the fingers and appears to pursed her lips.

“Haha, Aisha is senile.” Tabra said a loud word, while Aisha closed her ears.

“Tabra, don't say that!”

“Why?”

“Tadi, you said before. You said speech is prayer, how can you now say that to Aisha?”

“Hahaha, right. I remember earlier you said that, so the senile one is not me, but you, Tabra.” Aisha now laughed back.

“Hehehe, I was wrong,” Tabra said as he scratched his head. There was an uncomfortable face from him.

“Nothing, it is only natural, said my mother,” replied Akma Jaya.

“Hmmm, what did your mother say?” ask Tabra.

“Say man was created between bone and flesh that drain blood, I also lack understanding and lack of memory, but my mother said we breathe and eat, sometimes can forget or so on, the human being said to be a weak creature.” Akma Jaya said at length about her mother's words.

Although the voice sounds adorable, the three of them almost have the same adorable voice, but only Tabra thinks that the sound is good, while Akma Jaya is somewhat uncomfortable to hear he said.

Naturally, because the age of Tabra is a little far from the level of Akma Jaya, while Aisha is under Akma Jaya.

“Looks like your mother spoke wisdom.” Tabra added.

Akma Jaya frowned. “Hikmah?”

“Iya, what is it?” Aisha continued.

“Don't know, but I've heard of it from someone. He's an old man who often scolds us while playing in his garden.” Tabra looked at Aisha, the phrase 'we' was for her and Aisha who at that time they were busy playing.

Actually not playing anymore, but rather they stepped on, running around carelessly, how could the old man not be angry with them, the plants were out of the stampede, tired of gardening a sense of futility.

“Akma Jaya, it seems that it is not the true meaning, does your mother not give a complete explanation of all that?” tabra asked at a glance.

“No.” Akma Jaya answered succinctly while shaking her head.

“Hmmm, confusing better forget, later head dizzy,” said Aisha plain little make Tabra laugh.

“Hahaha, right.”

“Oh, yes do you two know in a week how many days?” Akma Jaya asked.

“Eight—” Aisha answers just anyone.

“Eh, since when?” sergeant Tabra fast.

“Since I was born.” Aisha showing cute eye bead.

“Iiih, where is.” Tabra pinched both of her sister's cheeks.

“So, actually how many days?” ask Akma Jaya again seriously.

“Akma, what are you asking about that?” Tabra asked, as seriously as he was.

“I'm helping my mother,” replied Akma Jaya smiling innocently.

“Your album?”

“Iya.”

“Hmmm, what does your mother mean?” ask Tabra again.

Akma Jaya stared and her hand held her chin. “He told me to help him find out how many days there are in a week.”

“Only that?” ask again.

“Iya.”

The brief conversation continued until Tabra explained that in a week there were seven days. He is quite clever while displaying a changed style of speech a bit like a school teacher.

Akma Jaya smiled. “Tabra, you are indeed the best,” said Akma Jaya slightly praised.

“Heh, sure, I am your future companion.” Tabra said optimistically, while Aisha showed an expression of vomiting.

“I don't understand.”

“Actually I already know, you don't have to pretend anymore, you're a son of Captain Lasha, am I right?” Tabra said a little cool.

“When do you know?” ask Akma Jaya.

“That's not important.”

“EEh?”

“Hahaha, your face is so funny, Akma.”

“Aisha, why is your sister joking?” tanya Akma Jaya glanced for a moment at Aisha.

“Hmm, she is, born in cardboard.”

“Heh? Indiscriminate, sister's mouth wants me to bandage.”

“Do.” Akma Jaya.

“Iya, it's kidding.” Tabra.

“Tuh, again. When serious?”

“Hmmm, don't know. Just look later.”

“Hahaha, when?”

“See later.”

“When?!”

“See later!”

“Eh? What's wrong with you guys?” Aisha quickly charged in between the two of them.

“Chatting with you time feels slow passing, Akma.” Tabra distracts Aisha.

“Really? I can't believe.”

“Hey, why don't you answer my words,” said Aisha like a bean that is only grown without being harvested.

“Hehehe, are you angry?” Tabra stroked his sister's shoulder.

“No, I'm normal.”

“Oh, yes. What if we play chase?” tabra asked the two of them to melt the atmosphere.

“Alright, I agree.” said Akma Jaya.

Aisha is silent.

Through the words of Akma Jaya which is fairly short as if there is no racing spirit. Tabra spread a smile.

“Hah? Are you sick? Let me check,” replied Tabra while checking like a physician.

“Tabra, what are you doing?”

“Eh? Since when do you know me any further, didn't we just meet in name?” tanya Akma Jaya pursed her lips.

“Hehehe, guess not to, yes?” Tabra asked back—awkwardly.

“Yes, there you go, Tabra.” Aisha spoke after a moment of silence.

“Hmm ...”

“Again, it was just a joke, I was like a healer who would heal your wounds. Hahaha.” Tabra laughed for a moment.

“Hmmm ...”

“Yes, if so, when the game starts, I will run ahead of you. Hahaha!”

Akma Jaya is running. Wush! The wind blows between the two.

Granules of sand on the beach witness and palm leaves waving lightly.

“Akmaaa, do not run, the game has not been determined and has not started!”

Tabra shouted waving, while Akma Jaya who was running turned her head, then stopped her running. Akma Jaya ran back to Tabra.

“Hehehe. I don't know.” Akma Jaya explained.

“Hihihi, Akma. You are-just there, the game has not started you have darted far, be patient a little,” said Aisha with a teleplap covering her mouth.

“Sorry, I really don't know.”

“Yes, it's okay. Before that, I want to make the finish line and the beginning of the game.” Tabra explained and continued to explain.

“Alright, what if we start the game from here?” Akma Jaya made a suggestion. Aisha was silent.

“Hmmm, if we start the game from here, I think the finish line is two coconut trees that seem to lean towards the end there, how?” Tabra asked for an opinion to make a deal in the starting and ending line selection.

Right at the end there, there are two coconut trees that lean toward the sea, leaning can be passed by adults, slightly raised above the head. The word Tabra is a natural finish line from nature, no longer need to paint a line in the sand because nature has provided it.

The assumption of a small child who is quite funny, at that time just think of playing and having fun, do not want to bother themselves, even though it is limited to the finish line he said.

“Yes, it seems good.we will start the game from here and end up in the place you specify, I agree.” Akma Jaya agreed. One vote points are earned, the total being two votes.

“I disagree.” Aisha brandished her hand and chose the minus point, not wanting to add to the deal points.

“Aku and Akma think alike, we both agree, of course the most number will be chosen.” Tabra sneered at me.

Now that Aisha could only nod in agreement, right Tabra said, she could not refute him due to the total of two points of agreement. One point is meaningless, outnumbered by two.

The wind whistled, the clouds slouched. Around the place at the beginning of the starting line, they sat on each other and were quite prepared.

Tabra put on the same focus face with Aisha, while Akma Jaya looked calm, her breathing slowly adjusted.

The pony's footstroke was already preparing to dart to run, beside them, Aisha was heard starting to count down.

“Three, two, ... one!”

NGOS!

After the countdown, the three of them immediately sped up, spurring the running legs with the indomitable attitude they showed.

Each of the three of them did not want to lose. When they ran, it was clear that their breath was blowing, the typical steps of a person who was stepping on the sand were heard.

However, at a relatively close distance from where the game began, Tabra ran with a gasp of breath gasping, almost drained of energy.

“Hah .. hah .. hah ... tiredness!” Tabra complained and slowly slowed down.

Aisha turned her head for a moment, looking at Tabra who was completely exhausted, in contrast to Akma Jaya, she kept darting around in awe of the situation behind her.

“Akmaaa, you're running too fast, slow down a little!" Tabra shouted with hands that formed a funnel.

Aisha heard him, he was not far from the position Tabra was in, right he was in second place. Shortly after hearing Tabra's scream, he decided to pause to catch his breath.

While Akma Jaya was still running and fairly fast, she darted away leaving them with a considerable distance.

“Ayo, fast. Pursue me!” akma Jaya answered still running while looking at her with an outstretched tongue.

Now, Tabra sighed and still tried hard to run until she reached the limit of exhaustion and fell on the surface of the sand that seemed to be puffed up, but it was obviously painful.

At the time on the beach, of course there is only sand, not soil or stone. There may be some in the hemisphere, but most sand beaches, there is also soil and rock mixed in both.

Different regions, places, locations, or whatever it is, of course the circumstances are different. One absolute clarity is about the nature presented on earth, it is round and around following his rotation.

“Tabraaa!! are you okay?” Akma Jaya said from a distance, she was worried and immediately ran towards Tabra to find out the situation he was experiencing.

Aisha was also equally worried, the two of them together approached Tabra as they thought, she was fainting.

Now that Akma Jaya arrived first from Aisha, she was quite sad to see the state of Tabra, then Aisha stroked the shoulders of Akma Jaya so as not to shed tears that soaked her two cute cheeks.

Silent atmosphere, Tabra was lying on the expanse, the look of laughter face gradually she endured. Before long, for about a minute he slowly moved his eyes, a repeated blink.

“Tabra, are you okay?” asked Akma Jaya again to confirm the eyebrow movement, whether it is true that Tabra is awake or just a movement blown by the wind. But there is no answer.

“Aisha, how is this?” said Akma Jaya with a face full of worry, the situation looked silent, somehow that day no one walked around the beach or looked in that direction.

“I don't know, how, yes?” Aisha is the same, they can't do anything.

“Aisha, quickly call people, anyone!”

“Eh?” Instantly Tabra stood up showing his muscles, Akma Jaya said happily, but she did not understand what was really happening, while Aisha was the same, then without a word she darted away running away from them.

“Hahaha, you guys are fooled,” said Tabra galloping, dusting sand and showing scattered running marks in all directions.

Aisha was only speechless with a strange facial expression, while Akma Jaya was quite irritated, she showed an expression of annoyance at having been deceived by the Tabra— delinquency of the perpetrator of crimes and committing fraud.

That is their perception of what has happened to them. Almost, Aisha called people to bury her.

“Dasaaar! Tabraaa .. waituu!” yelled Akma Jaya while running fast, she tried to catch up and regain the number one position.

Aisha sat down to let go of fatigue, she stayed and did not want to participate in their competition, while Tabra and Akma Jaya were running in a frenzied motion.

Akma Jaya caught up and now she precedes Tabra, then shows a silly face.

“Dasaaarrr! Akmaaa, I won't lose to you!” Tabra exclaimed with her running getting louder.

However, Akma Jaya ran faster than him. The speed of the foot that left Tabra with a distance of a count of ten steps.

Tabra growled, wanting to quickly catch up and slip Akma Jaya.

However, in the end they arrived at two coconut trees that leaned towards the sea. And that's their finish line.

Akma Jaya arrived in the first place.

While Tabra arrived in second position, then he just sprinkled his body into the sand. Tired, breath as if blowing in the crown.

“Your fast run, Akma.” Tabra said even though his breath was interrupted.

Akma Jaya also sprinkled her body into sand—following Tabra's behavior.

“It's exhausting, you're great, Tabra.”

“Iya?”

“Sure, you're great.”

Tabra laughed in a gasping voice, as did Akma Jaya, now they both laughed as if they were releasing a sense of tiredness locked tightly by competition.

“You deserve to be my rival, Akma!” Tabra spoke again still with a breath of breath, his gaze fixedly staring towards the sky.

Slowly blinking and closing, the dim light in his vision slowly showed a bright spot.

Then he circulated a fleeting glance to stare at Akma Jaya, the two of them sat up.

“Tabra, don't make me viral.”

“Why not?”

“I'm not a great person like what you said.”

“Akma, you're low in front of me.”

“Hmmm .. indeed that is the reality.”

“Akma, do you believe? The old man I mentioned once said, the human being evolved over time, we never know he said.”

“The old man is whose name?”

“Hahaha .. I forgot to ask.”

“Oh.”

After that they both looked to breathe. Now focus and peace stare at the sky. When it rains, now there is no sign.

Aisha slowly walked up to them, looking at the two of them who seemed to be lying on the sand, she also ended up lying down like an infectious disease.

The three of them lay staring at the bright blue sky with clumps of white clouds that looked various in shape, changing as the wind blew them away.

“Akma, if one day you become a captain, I hope you never forget the two of us," Tabra said showing a sincere feeling, while Akma Jaya just fell silent and did not answer him.

“Hey, did you hear me? What did I just say?" tabra continued because there was not the slightest response from Akma Jaya as if she ignored him.

When Tabra said so, again Akma Jaya did not answer him.

A few seconds ticking, Tabra waited slowly and hoped for an answer, but there was no answer at all.

Tabra began to grow angry about it, then landed a knock to the head of Akma Jaya.

VOUCH!

The beats are simple and pretty hard. Akma Jaya, who was unaware of it, had a slight reflex.

“Aduuuh, Tabraaa .. Why was my head hit?" ask Akma Jaya while rubbing the affected head.

“Hihihi.” Tabra chuckled, both of them covering her mouth.

Akma frowned in wonder, what was funny, how could he laugh, while there was nothing funny.

“Tabra, why are you laughing?” Akma Jaya asked seriously. Both eyes were fixed straight at Tabra.

Tabra shrugged and shook her shoulders. “Nothing,” answered and then said, “Oh, yes. Before you become a captain, the figure of a man who leads, before that you must be aware, so I hit let you realize," said Tabra as she pursed her lips and rubbed the nose that had no snot.

“Hmmm ...”

“What's up, Akma?”

“Tabra, do you know?”

“Do not know, tell me.”

“Tabra, you ask me something I don't know yet, sometimes I doubt, will I be captain or not?” akma Jaya answered with a sad face.

“Dad looked at me coldly as if I was not his son, nor did he allow me to sail with him, how could I possibly be the captain you were referring to,” continued Akma Jaya explaining the reason.

At first glance the reason why Akma Jaya chose to stay silent and not answer him, even he seemed to choke on hearing the words of Tabra. That innocent figure thought too much about his father's cold demeanor.

“Tabra, did you ask or want to kill me?” ask Akma Jaya.

Tabra tilted a smile for a moment, she did not answer him.

“Hey, you deliberately didn't answer me?” akma Jaya asked.

Tabra sighed and got up from the beginning lying down, she sat down to look at Akma Jaya.

“Akma Jaya, how mentally strong you have, you are Akma Jaya, a child born from the descendants of a pirate captain.”

“Hahaha, that's nonsense!” sergeant Akma Jaya makes a slightly uncomfortable sound.

Tabra faded his brain to think harder in order to convince Akma Jaya.

“Yes, you call it nonsense, but in fact you are the offspring of a leader, a Captain Lasha who is respected by many, I am sure one day, I will, you will become a Captain and lead the pirate group.”

Tabra still firmly believes, he gives an injection of spirit in the sense not of actual meaning, but a word that is likened to an injection.

His small hands were also slapped all over the body of Akma Jaya.

“Come, wake up and trust.”

“You must believe, Akma Jaya .. promise, yes you will not forget me and my sister,” continued Tabra thrusting a screeching finger.

Instantly Akma Jaya got up from her place and picked up the screeching thrust of Tabra, now their scorpion fingers were united together.

Aisha looked watching and was quite smiling.

“Alright, someday, if I'm right to be a captain like you said, I'll lift you both as escorts wherever the ship sails.”

“Really? You have to promise me, Akma!" Tabra exclaimed in pleasure. Both of their scorpion fingers are still tied together.

Akma Jaya smiled. ”My promise, a Pirate's promise because the Pirate never reneged on his promise,” said Akma Jaya assured Tabra.

“Oh, sure. A pirate really does not like to break promises, forever!” Tabra again exclaimed.

“Iya, forever, the three of us will continue together.” Akma Jaya looked around the two of them.

Aisha simply fell silent listening to their conversation while nodding softly.

“Hahaha, right?” Tabra repeated it like a lack of trust.

“Ya, always,” connect Akma Jaya concisely.

The three of them stared at each other in silence until from a distance a faint voice sounded someone was calling Aisha and Tabra, the three of them turned towards the voice.

Looks like a woman with slightly brownish hair and shaggy teeth, looks sweet.

He smiled fiercely. “Tabra, Aisha, mom needs your help, mom is looking over here and there, it turns out you guys are here.”

“Hehehe, forgive us.”

“Iya, forgive us. Oh, yes mom's face is very pretty!” praise Aisha so her mother won't be angry.

Mother laughed. “Hahaha, is that true?”

“Iya, beautiful mother.”

“Ya, already. Come on, hurry home!” Mother urged. “Let's go,” replied Tabra.

“What's next?” ask mother. “Nothing,” said Tabra quickly turned to Akma Jaya, then continued his speech, “Akma, we both say goodbye first, yes.”

“Ya, see you.” replied Akma Jaya smiling at a glance.

Before Tabra left, he patted Akma Jaya on the shoulder. "You must remember your promise, always remember.” Tabra grinning.

Akma Jaya replied simply by nodding, now Tabra with Aisha went home.

Along the way her mother keeps on babbling, but Aisha tries to calm her down and Tabra laughs at her.

While Akma Jaya was silent staring from a distance, gradually they went from her sight, for a moment the atmosphere of silence returned. Only the waves and the whirling wind were heard, the sounds of leaves seemed boisterous to the ears.

In the end, he decided to go home, just like them.

***

Arriving home, right at the dining table has been arranged various cuisines. Haima was already waiting with Captain Lasha who looked calm.

“Akma, we're both waiting for you. Come on, let's eat!” haima said, hinting at an appeal.

“Iya, Mother, forgive me.”

“Why are you apologizing to mom?”

“Nothing,” replied Akma Jaya shook her head, her face sad.

Haima noticed the look on her son's face. “Come, try a little story, mom won't be angry, have you been scolding me all this time?” haima said full of gentleness.

Captain Lasha gulped, her words piercing into the veins as if choking on hearing it.

“So I already know the number of days in a week, that means I can help mom, but I was negligent and busy playing, I should have come to report to help mom prepare cooking.”

The two innocent little boy's eyes were covered in water, a puddle that showed him guilty of not helping his mother.

“Oh, try to mention how many days a week, I want to know who you know from?” ask Haima.

“From Tabra, he said there are seven days in a week,” said Akma Jaya explained.

“Thank God, if you already know.”

“Iya.”

“Yuk, eat. Don't think about it, mom's okay.”

Captain Lasha sniffed. “Haima, ever since she lived with you, she grew up to be a spoiled child,” said Captain Lasha sangar. “Iya, Kanda. It's all because you are too busy leading to not be able to take care of Akma Jaya, slowly Dinda will teach her little by little.” Haima slowly stopped talking while sighing.

That sentence, Kanda and Dinda, the hallmark of Haima calls Captain Lasha—sang the husband she calls Kanda and calls herself Dinda.

Although Captain Lasha was just calling names, but at least she loved her husband to have a special call for him.

In terms of speech, Haima won a landslide victory from Captain Lasha, the moment the atmosphere turned silent.

Captain Lasha could no longer deny his wife, what was said was completely true and everything that started turned out to be far from what he expected.

“Quite chat, it's time to eat,” continued Haima smiled.

“Alright, mother ...,” replied Akma Jaya. While Captain Lasha just stayed and devoured food without following what Haima said, in short she had eaten first, of course with more portions.

They eat and no longer think of problems, a favor of the Creator that is in front of the eyes and can swallow food. That's a calming simplicity.

What is beautiful in life, there is nothing more beautiful than the words of gratitude.

Of course, the beauty that is desired in front of the eyes, proud of the voice, and also believed in the mind of the mind, of course everyone is different in interpreting the form of beauty and not the same, but when there is gratitude, then life even though simple will feel comfortable.

A few moments later, the plate that had been filled with rice and side dishes, had now entered into the stomach.

“Akma Jaya, after you finish eating come practice with me.” Captain Lasha said coldly, right after she finished eating.

Only Akma Jaya has not finished her food, it is likely that she still wants to feel at home with her mother.

“Kanda, consider training Akma Jaya, she is still a child, wait when she grows up.” Haima little understood what was in the mind of Akma Jaya.

The figure of a mother better understands how to educate children with love, not just torture that although building body resilience, but gradually conscience will be damaged because it is often faced with cruelty.

Moreover, the father who only thinks about power and success in carrying out ship robberies, the purpose of sailing is just to destroy others, kill and so forth.

“Akma Jaya will remain with Dinda. For a while take care of Kanda's men, it is not yet time for Akma Jaya to receive painful training for him.”

“Haima, if that is your wish, then I will obey what you want.” Captain Lasha went out from before them with a chilling cold, Akma Jaya quite gulped.