The Black Pirates

CH. 64 – Past Chapters: Haima Advice

Mother figure is pride, for Akma Jaya, Haima is exactly a hero. Hero is unmerciful, he gives affection and leaves memorable memories.

Akma Jaya is the same as Haima, so, so and so, very, very and very he loves and loves Haima.

As simple as that, love and affection are endless.

When Akma Jaya was unmoved, silent as she looked at Captain Atlana, Akma Jaya recalled the days she spent with Haima–sang mother who had given her advice.

Simple advice, effective rate, valuable looks, a message that Akma Jaya always remembers, the happiness of a smile, whatever it is.

Advice from a mother who loved her child so much.

Akma Jaya, look at this flower, it blooms beautifully, it is red, every morning, the mother waters it so that it grows and fresh, it is cheerful in the morning, it sleeps at night, it is, I will continue to take care of her and take care of her.

Flowers are blooming, about all this, I hope, may the mother be given a long life so that she can continue to see it.

This flower, the flower that the mother takes care of from her small size, how much the mother really hopes to continue to see her grow and bloom every month. When it gets bigger, this flower needs a large container too, mother wants to move it to a good place not to a dirty place.

Mother will move the flower to a clean flower pot, mother will continue to care, water until it grows fresh and blooms, this flower will be a shade for the days of the mother who feels heavy.

This flower, it also has a family, mother lined it all up. Uniting them together, he smiled.

Akma Jaya, look at the sea water, take the water and then mix cooking oil, the two are not fused.

An opposite difference, when something opposite meets, the two will not merge. It's a fate between sea water and oil.

Sea water and oil, both have their own uses and benefits. Differences do exist and often differences do not converge, contradict each other, find a way to get them together.

Look at those people, they do something to him, they cultivate the sea water, it will turn into salt.

Then, the oil and salt will be processed into cooking, all the different types of ingredients mixed in it

From vegetables to beef, chicken, various cuisines.

All of it is ultimately fused, it just needs a process to process it into a complete blend.

Akma Jaya, look at the cloud that is cloudy, it is black and widened to fill the horizon, covering the sunlight above us, clothes that the mother suns, has not dried. It's still wet.

If the day is cloudy all day, these clothes will continue to get wet, of course not. It will dry on its own.

It never occurred to me that these clothes would not dry, but what I saw the next day, the clothes dried.

Akma Jaya, look at the coconut tree, the versatile tree, from its leaves, shoots to its tongue, from the stem, the fruit, when the fruit is split, the peeled skin is called coir, it is versatile and useful. How I want to see you grow like a coconut tree.

Although life, sometimes different from the desired desire, the coconut bears fruit, look at the leaves as if waving, he smiled.

Akma Jaya, look at the waves that hit the ship, it comes from the wind.

The wind blew the surface of the sea until a name appeared called the waves. He is present with the wind, because the consequences are there and can be seen by the eye.

When we are on the beach, the waves, this blowing wind, we stand still, watching and feeling the peaceful air, the sound of the waves pounding and the whirring of the wind. However, when there is a storm, when going sailing, not as much as what is felt when we are on the beach.

Mother's message, do not sink because of the waves, no matter how big, no matter how big the waves hit you, keep sailing, mother wants you to take the wisdom of the cruise. At that time, you remember a message from your mother.

Akma Jaya, look at the ship without sails, whether he can sail, certainly not. It needs a screen, not just that.

The ship needs equipment, there are many things that are needed in sailing. In fact, without steering, what he can sail, certainly not.

There are many things to prepare.

Akma Jaya, look at your palms, if you are in power, your index command is in the spotlight and the glory that is respected by many people, hold power with justice.

Your palm holds it, don't put it on fire, don't put it on ice. The power you hold, take it to the lighted streets, do not take it into the pitch black streets because you will not see it, it could be that you fell into a ravine or lost in the direction of the destination.

Akma Jaya, look at mom. When mother gives birth to you, mother is so happy, you are born to complete the life of mother.

At that time, I hope that you will always be on the side of my arms, how much love I have poured out everything.

I ask you for the reward you pay, I do not ask for anything related to property or you repay it with affection.

But make yourself forgiving, learn to control your emotions, making them only what they should be.

Akma Jaya, look at you. When your heart speaks, you cannot hear, neither can anyone else, only you know about it. Make it a place of the grievous outpouring of a chaotic, chaotic life.

Any complaint whatsoever.

Complaints that mess with your mind. Remember this, train your heart to weigh the problems that are so complicated for you. Where the darkness of the night hummed, really at that time, the moon can calm the mind. How much do you want to keep giving you a clear description, just that you can't find it now, how about the day after tomorrow? I hope you understand.

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However, after the tenth advice, Akma Jaya suffers from pain due to the poison injected by the kidnapper's boss.

At that time, when Akma Jaya was sick, Haima continued to hum, hum in a melodious voice, chanting verses containing prayer and hope.

Haima looked at the moon, said a perfectly shaped word, a prayerful voice, she clenched her hands, she continued to speak, while tears continued to pour out.

drip

drip

drip

The tears fell continuously.

Akma Jaya was lying weak, she heard Haima's singing, only she could not speak with her eyes closed, her body limp with a paled face.

Akma Jaya often shudders, daydreams and contemplates the tragic events.

The incident that caused Muara Ujung Alsa Village to be destroyed, not only that, even the residents, they were all killed through sword slashes, blood flowed, flooding the region, and the, Captains Lasha and Haima were among the people killed.

He was still flinching with a sword ready for a duel, the whirring of the wind, the motion of the branches of the trees, whatever it was, the pounding of the waves that hit the beach. Yeah, nevermind.

Captain Atlana was still busy babbling, issuing immoral serapah words and shouting voices, while Akma Jaya was busy listening to him.