
The story is fiction, purely from the author's imagination.
Happy reading.
KAREL AMBO. one of the world cup spectator ships at that time. Sail from Batavia to Brunei Darussalam, and head straight to South Korea.
The ship was purchased from Australia in 1935. Since the last few years this type of ship spare parts have not been produced anymore. As a result, if the ship is damaged, spare parts are replaced continuously, resulting in spare parts or engine parts are almost exhausted.
Because of that, this trip is the last trip from the ship karel ambo, and is the closure of the lunge of the ship. The sound of the ship's whistle was still heard among the commotion of many people who were at the dock. The huge ship once again let out a long bellowing sound.
Dozens of crew members in white clothes seemed to be working, they began to throw large ropes from the ship.
While some port officials were busy shouting for people not to get too close at the end of the pier, some were busy catching the rope and tying it to steel milestones around the pier.
A few minutes passed until the big ship docked right in the port of Batavia. An uneasy sound rang out from the metal clashing of the ship on the rubber pad of the dock. The wind whistle above again sounded a sign that all processes had been completed.
The stairs begin to slowly lower until they touch the ground. It was greeted by applause, as well as the enthusiasm of prospective passengers who impatiently want to go up soon. They began to approach and bring his belongings closer to the ship.
There are those who carry their own goods and there are also some who rent port transportation to carry their goods.
A Japanese man with narrow eyes. Without saying much, he climbed the stairs. The man who is known is the high officer of the port was escorted by two Japanese soldiers whose faces are creepy, completely incompatible with Asian carrier. There are also two customs inspectors.
This year is the second year, Indonesia is controlled by Japan. Not far from the port there is a very large fortress owned by Japan whose construction only lasted for 4 months. His name is Ki Osaka.
The construction of the fort with a payload capacity of 1000 troops, took the toll of the indigenous community about 4000 people. The number of deaths is very significant for the total population of Batavia which is only 129,000 people.
The sun is drowning. The light still feels hot. No passengers are allowed to board the ship because the inspection process is still carried out. Prospective passengers were still waiting with impatient faces while covering their faces with palms, avoiding the scorching sun.
Twenty minutes passed. One Jeep car entered the overcrowded harbor dock. Transport workers, most of whom did not wear breastplates, walked closer to the jeep. The workers exclaimed, offering the services of carrying goods.
Two Japanese soldiers who had been with the officer leader, stopped the speed of the jeep that forced to enter his car as close as possible to the ship. They shouted while knocking on the car to stop.
A man who seemed to be the driver, jumped down from the top of the jeep. He was seen talking seriously with Japanese soldiers still standing in the way of the car.
The driver was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt, knee-length jet black pants and pantofel shoes spoke fluent English, his hands pointed into the car, looking serious explained.
"Mada dekimasen!" Can't do. The japanese soldier exclaimed. It seemed that the two Japanese soldiers did not easily budge.
A beautiful woman of about 25 years old came out of the jeep, with firm steps she walked closer to the driver and two soldiers who were still arguing.
His arrival made the two soldiers who had been rampaging directly bow respectfully. Finally the soldier invited the jeep to go deeper.
The woman with Dutch noni stature thanked him and then returned to the car. It seems like the group in the car is not an ordinary group, because rarely can the car go directly into the harbor.
After faltering through the crowd, the jeep finally arrived next to the ship adjacent to the stairs to coincide with the stairs which were also lowered by port officials.
Two little boys got out of the car first, followed by the girl and a waiter behind her. While the driver was busy shouting told the workers to carry things carefully.
"What a pity, are they able to carry the heavy goods to the ship." Said the youngest slowly, his face concerned.
"Don't worry Robin, they're stronger than you see, so of course they'll be able to." It was not her brother who answered, but the other little big man.
"Don't worry about them Robin, lifting things is a job so they're definitely capable and strong of doing it. Just worry about yourself, walk carefully or you will fall into the sea. And if that happens, be prepared to be the fish's food." Robert teased his brother.
His older sister laughed as she stroked his two younger siblings, "Right Robert said, they are freight workers who are used to carrying goods up and down the ship so there is nothing to worry about."
"Slowly walk, robin!"
"It's slow." Grouse robin.
"Guild yourself next to your sister. The wind is very strong, you can really fall." The older sister pulled Robin's hand to walk nearby. They're climbing the stairs
"If you fall, you'll be completely eaten by fish." Ledek Robert, walking ahead of Robin and her older sister.
"You're Robert too, the road is slow. Don't be in a hurry, we'll keep getting on the boat too."
"Doi Tado." The woman greeted the high-ranking port officer who was seen busy monitoring the crowd.
" Ah, Lady Mei De Hauten." The high officer exclaimed then rushed up to the boat. His face was smiling to see who was greeting him. Bend your respect to the woman in front of him.
"Madam Jessica doesn't seem to be coming?. Asked the port officer while looking beside the woman he called mei.
"That's How Doi . Dad can't stay in mom for long, so we're the only ones who can go." Mei smiled.
"So only the lady and the young masters left? Said Doi while pointing to the two boys who looked engrossed in seeing the crowd of people who were trying to get on the boat.
"No, Doi. it was my driver, you must have seen him drive me everywhere. And the one who is taking care of my two sisters, it's aunt siti, the nurse who will take care of my two sisters and also help me during the trip later.
"Robin and Robert." Doi Tado guesses. "I've already memorized the names of these two handsome young masters."
Heard their names being called. The two boys smiled knotingly, stuck out their hands, shaking hands.
1.Lady Mei De Hauten's
Robert De Hauten's
Robin De Hauten's