THE LAST LOVE PIER
THE LAST LOVE PIER
The boat with the words *HAPPY * on his left side was moving slowly between the houses of the residents who were flooded, the day was quite late already at 10 pm.
On the boat sat five men, the one sitting in the back who was wearing the pici and who was controlling the boat was about 45 years old while the other four people were very young about 16 to 17 years old, they are Haris and his three best friends, Budi, Anwar and Fahri and a boatman.
They had just returned from the home of Haris' uncle who lives in Tahtul Yemen, across the city of Jambi.
This time the flood is quite large, almost the same as the flood in 1955, the largest flood in Jambi Province ever recorded in history. Kampungs across the city were submerged by water, no more land, the flood completely submerged everything, the pillars of the 3-meter-high stilt house were gone from view, even water has started to enter the homes of residents.
The city of Jambi with the opposite side of the city has been united, the Batanghari river that divides between the city of Jambi with the opposite side of the city is no longer visible, rubber processing factories that are many standing on the edge of the river just looks like the roof. There is no more activity in the rubber factory, the employees have been all shut down, the machines have been submerged.
Floods have also submerged the Angso Duo market, the largest market in the city of Jambi, the water has been as high as the knees of adults, even has penetrated the highway so as to interfere with buying and selling activities in the market, many held their merchandise on the streets that were not flooded.
The news is very excited, newspapers, TV broadcasts, radio both government and amateur radio, all busy delivering the news, at the regional and national levels, it seems there has been a very big disaster.
But the people of Jambi are calm, no one panics, everything is mediocre. Even the flood becomes an impromptu tourist spot, where people picnic, watch the natural scenery that comes once a year.
Floods are also a blessing in itself, used as a place for people to seek fortune, find fish with traditional tools. These places will be visited by many people, both to watch and to buy fish. Food vendors are popping up, meatballs, ice, hodgepodge and others, even children's toy traders.
Boats began to leave the village in the middle of the river, although the river is not visible but can be calculated by looking at the roof of the factory that appears on the water like a big tent.
" Besak nian seennyo flood this time yo wak ".
Haris talks to the boatman.
" Iyo, it's rare for this kind of flood ".
" Lah is like a sea of bae nah ".
" Iyo Nian, our house is in the water ".
" But yummy jugo wak biso nyari fish ".
" That's fine, but just a little fish ".
The boatman kept rowing the boat.
A very beautiful night, the full moon blurted out its light without being covered in clouds, brightly lit like garden lights, sparkling like a princess of the king who had just received the prince's proposal of adoration.
Beside the beautiful moon was a very bright star and the largest among the star clusters visible from the earth that faithfully accompanied the moon, like an adjutant who is at times ready to defend the commander.
The bright big star is often used as a complement to the verse in a song, or in a beautiful sentence *Her eyes sparkle like a Morning Star *.
Rippling water reflects moonlight like beads, the stars in the sky scattered like fireflies in the dark of the night, the flickering flickering lights of ships leaning on the dock add to the beauty of the night.
Haris looked up at the scattered stars, according to the experts the number of billions, each spinning on its axis, no colliding, everything moving in order as commanded, not God's creation !.
The famous seven-star looks like it is forming a right, the shape of which has never changed since antiquity.
Then his gaze turned toward the bright moon among the cluster of stars, perfectly round like a princess greeting with her sweet smile.
According to the legend, the moon did not shine, just like the earth, there was a kingdom where the king had two daughters, the eldest was very beautiful, but had a bad temper, spiteful, vengeful, and beautiful, feel the truest, want to win alone, anyway very evil, while the youngest has an ugly face but good heart, always succumbing.
One day the king sent his two daughters to go down to earth in search of salt and cotton because the supplies in the kingdom were exhausted, so both of them came down with wings.
After finding what was asked by the king, the two items were put in sacks and tied up.
The wicked eldest daughter told her sister to carry a sack containing heavy salt while she carried a sack containing lighter cotton.
They tied the sacks to each other's backs and flew back to the moon.
Of course the younger brother could not fly fast because of his heavy load so he missed far. Suddenly there was a very heavy rain, the salt brought by the sister partially melted so that the longer the lighter, she also immediately followed her brother and reached the moon safely. For her patience she turned into a beautiful princess, her face gave off a very bright light. Once a month he would look down on the earth, emitting his bright light which would become known as the full moon.
As for the cotton carried by the brother getting heavier because of the rain, his wings were broken, he fell back to earth and turned into a bird.
This bird known as the ridge bird every full moon will look at the moon while crying, which we often hear with a sound that goes.uak.uak, he misses his family on the moon, he misses his family, then comes the saying * Like pungguk misses the moon *.
Suddenly Haris sees the change in the moon, faintly looks like a smiling face to her, the longer it becomes real, she is Andini, Haris returns the smile.
Anwar from earlier noticed the change in the look of Haris' face.
" Yes Anwar ".
" It looks like you're in love with Ris?, with whom?, Andini huh ? ".
" Any you are there ".
" I've noticed you're smiling to yourself, seeming very happy ".
Haris looked at Anwar.
" I saw the moon so beautiful Anwar, perfectly round, amazing ".
" Yes Ris, I am also fascinated to see such a beautiful sight tonight ".
" Romantic yes, if I could make a poem I would write it in gold ink ".
Fahri.
" Yes I also feel a very romantic atmosphere ".
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The four students of Negri 1 High School have been friends for a long time, since the 1st grade, everywhere always together, learning together, compact always.
Budi, the guy is tall skinny, white, straight hair, his hobby playing volleyball, he is feared by opponents because of his sharp smokes, deadly dives, his carrier is a bit quiet but happy when invited to joke.
Anwar, his body is big, curly hair, skin is a bit dark, rarely smiling, a little stiff but when laughing crazily. His hobby of playing table tennis, his punch is not only hard but shocking because it is accompanied by leg jolts and blaring cries.
Fahri, the person is rather small, wavy hair, medium skin color, not white nor black, like nosy, impatient, his hobby is the same as Anwar, table tennis.
Haris, his body is medium, somewhat stocky, straight hair, tan skin mature, his hobby of playing chess, so the mainstay of school and has several times become the champion of chess matches between schools. He includes an omnivera man, the eater of everything from pawns to kings he eats.
This Sunday they deliberately played to his uncle Haris in Tahtul village Yemen Seberang Jambi City because they wanted to see the atmosphere of flooding in Seberang Kota (Sko ), while playing a boat, while playing, bathing and fishing.
The boat they were riding on like a piece of coir or a boat out of paper moved slowly over the water so vast that it was boundless like an ocean, the longer the closer the Angso Duo market is located right on the bank of the Batanghari river, then swoop between the boats parked there.
After rolling up the pants and put the sandals in the bag, they rushed down from the boat, then stopped by the house of Budi located not far from the market Angso Duo to take the bike that was tucked there.
At home Haris directly led his bike to the back, entering through the kitchen door that was not locked.
Not even to the back suddenly his mother opened the front door and greeted him.
" Ris, Andini came here ".
" Why did he come here, Mom ? ".
" Say he wanted to learn ".
" Oooo ".
Haris took his bike back.
" Haris!, listen to me when you say ".
Haris' mother is well acquainted with Andini, she is impressed by Andini's polite nature and beautiful face.
" But Haris didn't know he was coming, nor did he say ".
In his heart he is grateful not to meet, learn what, most chat, end of the fight, where he wants to lose.
" Are you not having an appointment with him ? ".
" No ".
" Yes it's ".
Haris took his bike back and went into the house.
