Unanimous

SEASON II: EPS 25

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The day was getting dusk, they all returned to the hamlet. After the magrib prayer congregated in the mosque, Wiya took advantage of the newly lit electricity by charging his mobile phone. Because at nine o'clock tonight the electricity will go back out.

After that they gathered briefly for a briefing related to the departure tomorrow morning. Only after attending a dinner invitation by one of the RT leaders there.

After dinner and prayers in the mosque, they return to their respective residences. Wiya mince words and invites Vela to stay together at Rina's midwife's house, but Vela refuses. He also did not mince words to invite Wiya to come with him to stay with his relatives at home for the reason that tomorrow morning he will return to Key Village.

Exactly at nine o'clock in the evening, the power source of the hamlet was again extinguished. Wiya looks for a small light graft lamp with the help of light from her phone. After the fire was lit on the lamp axis, he hung it on the side of the wall that already had his cantole.

The night is getting quieter, can be heard clearly drizzling sound falling to the earth. Being alone in a dim room, the sounds of the animals in the forest were so domineering. Dog roar, cuckoo owls to the sounds of crickets and other night bugs. Occasionally, the sound of waves breaking the port wall if there is a large ship crossing the island.

Wiya checks the signal on her cell phone, hoping to kill the deserted by simply contacting her husband or mother. But there's just a cross in the corner of that phone. There is no network that can be captured from this hamlet. Quiet, very quiet.

It's been almost 10 p.m., his eyes can't be closed. His mind is still everywhere. Finally he decided to get up, grabbed the veil and came out with his cell phone lighting. Hoping that there are residents who offer to stay at their homes, at least Wiya is not lonely for tonight.

Wiya walked back and forth on the porch of the puskesmas, occasionally sitting on a long chair that was white. Not a single person passed by there. The little kids who were running around all went inside their houses, no one else was wandering outside. Ah of course, it's almost 10 p.m. Wiya decided to go back in.

“Wiya?” call someone who is passing from the direction of the mushola.

“Doctor Ditya?” Wiya highlighted the flashlight towards Ditya's face which made Ditya glare.

“What are you doing?” approaching Wiya.

“I..”

“You're afraid of being alone inside?”

I am afraid, why?

“I'm not afraid,” elak Wiya.

“For a while yes,” Ditya left Wiya.

Shortly after, he came again with 4 other friends from the direction of TPA. The distance from TPA to puskesmas is only one house.

Although still amazed by the intent of their arrival, there was a little relief in his heart because for a while he was not alone there.

“If you are afraid, you just go inside. We will be here until morning,” said Ditya sincerely.

“Iya ma'am, we can sleep in these Long chairs,” timpal one of the team that beranama Endri.

“No...no.. no need like that,” prevent Wiya. “I, I just wanted to look out for a moment,” he added again.

The sound of conversation from the terrace of the puskesmas was heard to the room Vela, which was his home directly opposite the small building.from the window of his room he saw Ditya and his friends were talking. Vela joined them.

Before Wiya and Vela came back in, they had a light chat and threw jokes at each other. After that the five young men really only sleep on the bench Long puskesmas until dawn

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As per the schedule, after the dawn prayer they all immediately rushed to the port to wait for the wooden ship that will take them to the island C. Wiya had sought Vela to the house of his relatives, it turns out Vela had gone home even before the dawn adhan, escorted by his cousin in a small boat.

Vela's gone home this early? hmm

The bright moonlight was like a giant lamp reflected in the ripples of sea water. On the surface of the water also visible light of the fishermen who just returned home. The ship they were going to ride to the island C was already pulled over.

“Speed boat?”

“Iya, wear your safety clothes Wiy,” said Ditya.

Wiya went down to the small ship and took her own stool behind. Ditya sat in front with Endri and his other friends. If there is no Vela with them, Ditya can keep a distance not to be close to Wiya.

50 Minutes above the sea, it looks like they're about to arrive. Green nyiur waving from the beach, large rocks and Long bridge that seems to be the port of the island C is already visible in plain sight. They were getting excited, especially Wiya.

He opened his backpack, then checked his pocket to pick up the phone and capture this rare sight. But it wasn't found anywhere.

“Why Wiy?”

“My phone is missing,”

“I haven't seen you pull out your phone since we got to the hamlet, stayed in the village?”

“No, I brought it. I deliberately did not take it out because there was no network at all. But I was sure to bring it, because last night I was looking for a graft light and a match using the light from the phone, when we sat outside also it seemed,” said Wiya.

“You want us to take it back?”

“Ha, that's right. No need doct, I just want to take a picture.”

“Acceptible,” received the loan with pleasure. Wiya started turning on the camera and took some pictures when the ship was docked at the port.

They have not been allowed to go upstairs. The village officer carrying this ship was seen chatting with the C island guards who had been standing up since when he saw a ship approaching the island. Soon after, the officer delivered a less pleasant news. The ship also moved away from the port.

“Sorry, we are allowed to enter the island. But can not be from this port,” said the officer.

“Loh sir, so where do we want to go from?”

“From there,” points towards the beach lips.

“Meanour father? I told you we are volunteers and have obtained permission?” ask Wiya.

“Iya Mba, mas. But it seemed that the guard was afraid of the island owner and still did not allow it. This speed cannot enter the beach area. You can only stop at a distance of 20 m from the beach. But we are allowed to stretch the anchor there, to make it easier.”

“Pak, that's right. That means we're plunging into the sea?” ask Wiya.

“Iya mba, but not too deep. Maybe just the waist. No need to swim. We just walk through the water to get to land,” said the officer.

“Pak, let's go back to port. Let me talk to the island's guard. We can't get down from here,”

“Sorry, but the guard is no longer in that port. It's gone,”

“Better if you're gone, we'll go up. I won't know them either. They weren't there,” Endri was upset. “Eh, gilak yes. We are still in Indonesia, right? this island is ours, right? But we can not enter carelessly cuy, especially later if this island has really become foreign property,” decaknya not accept.

“Ya use our passport if you want to come here,” timpal one of his friends.

That is how it is, island C is one of the islands that will soon be transformed into a private island. The island is in dispute over its ownership. But clearly, for now the massive development on this island is a Grand project of foreign companies from the country of kangaroos. Local people are still allowed to enter as long as they are not from the port door.

All workers on this island are local communities and nomads who have long been isolated here without being able to go anywhere. They had already signed a contract that made it difficult for them to leave.

Not many people know, or just don't want to know. Many of the children of the workers are forced to live on this island, away from the health and education facilities they should have. They usually go to Tiung hamlet to get health facilities at makeshift puskesmas. It is only allowed if the condition is already very emergency.

To go to school, some of them send their children to Key Village. Because the distance is quite far plus transportation is rare, making them desperate with increasingly difficult routines until finally one by one their children are only able to attend school until the third grade of elementary school.

This condition that moves the hearts of the Putera Bangsa community to make direct observation here. Doing continuous activities to be able to do something that is comforting with the local government, so that the children here can get what they should get.

And this is where they are now, not for the establishment permit, or any bureaucracy on the existence of this island. Instead of coming to visit, observe, play together to understand the meaning of the laughter of children here.

And seek a policy to improve the wheels of the fate of those who are forced to be on this foreign island.  That'sallthatis. But look, they are still difficult to be able to reach the island in his own homeland.

“Do not carelessly En, it will even make it difficult for us, remember our main purpose here right?” ditya. “Wiy, you better go back to the hamlet, wait for us there. You don't have to go to the island. It's too dangerous. Let us go down,” he told Wiya.

“I follow this vision indeed because I want to go to this island doctor, do not worry too much unnecessary,” he said sure to make the interlocutor can not argue again.

Since there was no other way to be able to enter the island, they ended up descending slowly into the sea. The first one to do it. The water limit is just a little above the knee. It doesn't seem very deep. Because it was still quite early in the morning, the current was also not too swift so that no large waves would hit them.

Wiya laughed at the behavior of his five friends who came down with various styles. When it came his turn, it was not too easy. Ditya took some items to be carried and placed on his head so as not to be submerged in sea water, including Wiya's backpack.

"Bismillah" he said.

Wiya began by sitting on the front of the boat body and dipping his feet into the water, his shoes had been opened only the remaining socks lining the part of his aura. He turned his body and held on to the body of the ship until his body landed perfectly on the ground.

Huupa

Byururs

Finally, Wiya's feet imprinted into the sand, almost half of his body into the water, his eyes splashed because of the splash of salt water. Obviously, Wiya's posture is indeed smaller than Ditya and the others.

"Yeah! I did it! Ahahaha "sneakers.

They walked in tandem with very heavy steps because they were blocked by a small current. Light chatter and lively laughter between them broke out just like that with the wind that blew peacefully.

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Upon arrival at the beach, they do not go straight up. Ditya took the fallen coconut leaves to serve as their seat while drying the wet body parts.

If it is half dry, they begin to enter the island following the path to the employee camp.

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