The Waves That Never Exit

A tiring journey

The exhausting journey was quite energy-intensive with the incredible terrain, until several hours passed we both felt something strange with the bike we were riding and it turned out...our bicycle tires are leaking.only what is in my heart "God what else is this.I am tired of this trip, added by leaking tires...overpower us both and give us the power of God...!", we had to push the tyres nearly two kilos away until we found an asphalt company on the side of the road and asked the people there for help, with relief I prayed "Oh, my God help us!" I kept praying to God to be with us every trip, and then my sister told me "de our bikes can not be used far, they say because they do not have a good patch, so we will have to get another tire repair shop to be repaired properly or change the tire, so we will have to get a tire repair shop again, they say about 30 minutes trip there is a workshop so we have to be patient yes.moga just the workshop is open de..." hearing like that I was afraid and muttered inwardly asking God to help us, shortly after our motorbike was repaired the fathers who helped us also advised "carefully....hopefully you can get to the workshop safely, because your bicycle tires are difficult to patch because for the reason that it is not suitable for the name of the car tire...!" we also thanked him and immediately left again looking for a workshop and it was not 30 minutes of travel but 1 hour trip we just found a workshop...and our bike also suffered a shock due to the tire began to deflate, when he arrived at the workshop we immediately asked for help so that our bike can be replaced immediately.

my brother said "bang please change the tires because our journey is still far away fearing our tires even not strong if only in the patch"

his brother said "ooooo he was waiting for a moment yes I changed first...!"

I asked my sister "how many hours can we get to Palangkaraya?"

with a tired tone my brother answered my question and when our bike was fixed we set off again and it turned out we met with a ferry crossing, then we both boarded the ferry for rp15,000 and so continued until the second and third crossings and when we crossed the ferry the third day also showed that it was getting dark and my brother said "do not be afraid we are safe now because we have passed three crossings and after this we will be looking for people selling helen yes...!" I said "she's a sister." In my heart I know she's scared. We continued our journey and until the world was pitch black and left only the sound of crickets and after a few hours of travel we met a stall that sold the helems and we stopped and bought the helems in choose my brother pink color that I do not like, with a sullen face I was stuck wearing the helmet and said "this is for a while yes.later the new brother..." then we set off and not long after that I saw a light in the distance.

My brother said "it's the bridge de...there papah accompany me to look at the city of palangkaraya, after that we will enter the city.yah..."

my sister took me to sit on the bridge kahayan his name, and, then both looked at the city of palangkaraya and soon we decided to leave again to wash our bikes short story after finishing we were immediately sliding into my aunt's house, when I see the clock that shows 20:30 WIB and then in my hatu "accept us Lord!", I also immediately cleaned myself and ate and rested because I was so tired that I was not reluctant to chat....