
From a distance, slowly approaching and arriving at the pier, there were a large number of ships coming. Right there, they were cheering, rejoicing at being about to do some gambling.
"Oohooi, this time, I will definitely win from all of you" said one proud and full of confidence.
One of the others shook his head. "No way, you'll see, I'll win!" the answer is not to lose.
Their voices intertwined, talking to each other about something they were going to do. Meanwhile, the sun had sunk, there was no more light, the moon up there seemed to be nothing, perhaps blocked by clouds.
Now, the atmosphere had changed by night, the silence in the ocean passed far and wide into the deserted corners of the island all human voices. Raindrops on Andaba island drip into the former house inhabited by Akma Jaya.
Another place, another weather. In the Nanaina region, the usual weather, boisterous and full of cheers from the pirates.
Now, they walk down the street, a torch-vessel illuminates the street, but on the side of the street the lights of the house, the tavern, but for some reason they do so. Accustomed, perhaps or just garnish.
They continued walking until they arrived at the tower, instantly their expressions turned startled, resting firmly with their hands forming a grasp.
The eyes wide open with disbelief to see the damage of the tower, even the seven-colored light bulbs were broken, there was no more light, the remnants of the fragments scattered under the tower, he said, a pool mixed with reddish blood color.
"What happened exactly, why is the tower so badly damaged?" One of the pirates muttered as he looked up, looking towards the rupture of the seven light bulbs.
"Hmmm.I don't know, but looking at the pool that turned red, it seems like there has been a big fight around this place" said one of the others, shaking his head.
"What might—"
"Stop, we better ask around here." One of them cut quickly while giving advice. Back then, a nod of heads from some agreed and some disagreed.
The conversation was conducted by a group of Adiya pirates, Gagau, Baila.
The three groups agreed to comply with the advice given by the Captain of the Asvaciya group, named Dafata.
Captain Dafata chose to ask around the population and wanted to know the details, while the remaining group numbered 24 groups, of course the one who stood was the captain of each group.
They were busy putting on angry faces and determined to find the culprit.
"Whoever he is, we'll kill him!"
"Right, we're definitely going to kill him!"
At that time, loud cheers rumbled with the roar of the sword, its tip facing towards the horizon in the darkness of the night. The lights from the houses, shops, buildings and other buildings around the place were blocked by a considerable distance.
The torchbearers accompanied the sword, both of them outstretched, boisterous. I heard it in the shops and Captain Atlana heard the cheers.
Then, all of them rushed towards the tower, that night witnessed a great gathering of unstoppable anger. Solid, jejal, everyone squashed on the sidelines of the crowd.
"Hey, let me through, why are you blocking my way." One of the common folk curses angrily at one of the people who obstructed him.
However, fortunately, the attitude of the pirate that he had maki, not cross his face, a sigh of relief wafting with a sweat drenching the temple area, he wipe slowly and away, he, to a safe place for him.
Amidst the crowd, the conscious Captain Atlana walked over and suddenly seemed to be smiling. "O you pirates!" Captain Atlana exclaimed loudly. Next to Ajadala and Asgaha.
Through the exclamation, they all turned their heads, focusing the point of view towards Captain Atlana.
"You need to know, the perpetrators of all this are the deeds of the Black Pirates!" Captain Atlana continued his words and each pair of eyes still felt at home to stare at him.
"The Black Pirates?"
"Who are they, what kind of pirate group?" ask an unnamed captain.
Captain Atlana grunts. "The aim group, they sailed on the basis of hatred against the pirates, just a few days ago, during the destruction of Muara Ujung Alsa Village and the death of Captain Lasha."
"You know, his son is alive!" Captain Atlana dramatized, the tone of the story seemed to turn cold with goosebumps.
"They named themselves as a group of Black Pirates who carried out rancor and revenge." Captain Atlana attempted to provoke those around him.
"So, are they the perpetrators of all this?"
"Not only that, even Captain Riyuta was in the bed from being pierced by the sword of Akma Jaya!" Captain Atlana attacked the man's words.
"Who is Akma Jaya?" ask again. It seemed that he did not know about the figure of Akma Jaya and the others seemed to be listening, their eyes were focused on looking at Captain Atlana who was talking about the Black Pirate group.
At a glance, their eyes worked hard to see, in the midst of the crowded and lack of light, Captain Atlana spoke while walking in an uncertain direction.
"He is Akma Jaya, the one who leads the group, offering a wide range of deceit to his men" continued Captain Atlana.
Captain Atlana again walked lightly staring around the people. "He was the son of Captain Lasha, he harbored hatred in his heart, anger centered at the meeting point between grief and tears. When the world is no longer on its side, it will die down, so, at this moment, instill the intention of all of you to kill it wherever it is with its group, without exception!" Captain Atlana spoke out loud.
A steady provocation spoken, able to make people who heard it aroused to commit murder. However, before they were furious, plus more like a campfire that was placed in wood, constantly to grow.
Too bad, Captain Broboros was still in a deep sleep, he did not know of such a big thing, Captain Atlana smiled cynically as he clapped his hands a little laughter was heard.
In fact, sometimes behind someone looking at each other, meeting, talking to each other, there is something like that, maybe, not accusing, but so. The truth is there, the bitterness is the same. Clearly, it was like there was a boom exploding on the surface of the earth.
"O pirates, keep breathing!" Captain Atlana gave a quick glance, then walked away from the place with Ajadala and Asgaha who seemed silent, not making a sound.
Meanwhile, those left behind in that place were furious, the look on their faces of anger overflowing with disdain.
One of them held his hand, his face was relaxed. "I will climb the tower to find out the damage even further" he said boldly, not just speech, others nodded in agreement, then he moved quickly up the tower.