TUMBAL SEVENTH

Congratulating

We continued to row in turn for the raft to move further and further away from the deadly island. Until finally morning. We were grateful to meet a fisherman who was willing to help the three of us. The middle-aged fisherman wanted to take us to the inn again.

Apparently, as long as we were lost, various parties conducted a search. Both from the police to the sar team and also Dad's men. And after a week, the search was stopped because they thought we were dead. The hostel immediately contacted our family. Reported that we are still alive and safe, even though the condition of our bodies is very sad. Tattered, squishy, dirty, skinny clothes, like a pussy.

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I breathed a sigh of relief after I finished the bath. To clean up, I spent two more hours. Shampoo almost spent shampoo one bottle so musty hair this. This skin is dull and becomes darker, because for almost half a month do not wear skincare. Bathing in the forest only use water with the aim of refreshing the body not cleaning. I really didn't think it would be in that phase. However, now I can smile with relief, in the end I am still given the opportunity to enjoy life with loved ones.

“Honey, we go to the lobby, yuk! Soon our family will come to pick us up. He said there was also something to be conveyed by the manager of this inn,” said my husband after we took a shower. I nodded in agreement, then we walked hand in hand towards the lobby.

Mom and Dad came and ran over. I stood up and ran the distance. The three of us hugged each other. Not long after, Tirta also hugged.

“You guys how it is now?” asked Mama after we finished hugging each other.

“As Mama saw. I've been much better,” I replied.

“Body you blisters like this,” Mama, her eyes glazed.

“This has been light, really, Ma,” I said while embracing Mama's shoulder and rubbing her gently. As for Dad, he's interrogating his son-in-law again. After that, my parents greeted Bayu, asked him how he was doing, then gave him a warm hug.

“Oya, does Aunt know my wife's news?”

I haven't answered Bayu's question. There was a female voice that sounded familiar in these ears. We turned our heads to the source of the sound.

“Beib!” serang Bayu girang's. Both of them ran the distance. Then hug each other. Both crying broke. Bayu kissed his wife's cheek many times. The words of gratitude continue to be said.

“I think I've lost you for good,” said Bayu in between tears. Voice pauses. The usually ignorant and humorous man cried as much as he could. With Mela.

“I think so too. I thought you had ...” Mela could not continue her sentence. The two hugged each other again. The atmosphere in the lobby is blue.

I leaned my head against my husband's shoulder. My tears trickled at the sight of Haru ahead. Not only me, but everyone here shed tears at the dramatic scene played by Bayu and Mela.

Everyone thought we were dead. Not only that, even our family has conducted a study apparently. That's according to their own words. It may also be the recitation and chanting of the prayer that actually saves us. So that we can meet and regroup with loved ones like now. Thank you, Lord, for this second chance.

After being satisfied to give up longing with her husband, Mela approached to hug me, then our cries broke again.

*****

The hotel manager offered us a free stay for two nights. He said it was a form of gratitude to the inn because we returned safely. Not only did we stay, we were also provided with complete facilities. Of course we didn't waste this opportunity. It just so happened that it was late afternoon and we were still very tired. Need a break first, it feels unable if you have to travel home right now.

Not only me, Tirta, Bayu and Mela were given complete facilities to stay overnight, but also Mama and Dad. While the Mela family who had also come here chose to go home did not receive an offer from the hotel, because there are things that must be resolved.

After eating, I went straight to bed. The body feels crumpled. Mama offers massage.

“Nevent gone, Ma. I want to sleep,” reject me gently.

“But, please wait patiently, yes, Mom. You see the masseuse is still on his way here,” he continued.

“Thank you, Ma'am, earlier, for this amazing service,” Mama replied.

“Consider you, Mom. While waiting, please if you want to rest first in each room.” We nodded at the servant's words. Latas went to their own rooms.

Arriving at the room, I immediately laid down my body. I could still hear my husband closing the door, stepping over and sitting next to me. However, these eyes were already very sticky closed. I felt a warm kiss land on this forehead.

***

After dinner, we continued to talk. It tells how we survived on the island inhabited by cannibals. The manager of this hotel and his confidants came to greet us, congratulating us. After that, I went to his work room. There is still work to be done he said. The two men ...not wrong anymore, it was Hendarto and Rudi. I need to talk to both men.

“Yank, I went there first, yes,” my farewell.

“To where? Want to do?” ask man.

“After aja. I need to be with Mr. Hendarto and Mr. Rudi,” lirihku. After my husband nodded, I followed towards the departure of both men.

“Pak Hendarto, Mr Rudi, wait!” my peek. The two men stopped in the corridor, then compactly turned around. I approached.

“Iya, Ma'am. Can we help you again?” asked Mr. Hendarto after I stood in front of him. While Rudi only reviewed a thin smile when I looked at it.

“I Only want nanya.” To be honest it was a bit hesitant to continue with this question, but it was like there was a force pushing me to continue the paused sentence.

“Yes, what do you want, yes, Ma?” suhut Pak Hendarto when I was silent for a while.

“What ... Mr Hendarto and Mr Rudi knew a woman named Maya?” The two men in front of me showed surprised expressions, then exchanged lyrics and looked nervous.

“Maya? Maya ... who?” This time Rudi spoke up.

“Maya a flower widow whose home on the beach walled boards, paint it green ...”

“Maya ... Who is it? Nah! We do not know him,” sambar Hendarto, “We still have a lot of work,” he continued, then rushed to a room.

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“What business did you have with Mr Hendarto and Mr Rudi?” my son's scatter after we were in the room.

“Not important. Don't need to discuss. We'll discuss something else.”

“What if ... we ...” My man's words have paused. Through her movements and eyes, I knew where she was going. I nodded in agreement. While in the forest, we were unable to express longing and passionate desires.

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