Unanimous

SEASON II: EPS 27

Ditya who was still wearing a sarong cloth, was surprised to come out and panicked to see the expression of Wiya and his condition which was already prepared with his personal belongings. What Ditya had in mind was that something had happened to the Wiya family in the city.

"Going home? go home where? why are you Wiya? let's sit down first, tell me everything" Ditya invited Wiya to sit on the floor of the terrace of the room.

"Can't dokt, sorry I can't keep up with this activity until it's over. I have to go home tonight, I have something to do with my family,"

"OK.okay, at least wait for tomorrow morning. No passenger chutes tonight. Let alone go back to Tanjungpinang, to return to the village only can not if tonight, you see a very strong wind,"

Wiya know that, passenger pompong that will go to the port of the city only operates until 4 pm. But he could not let this misunderstanding settle for one night while they could not talk to each other as they are today.

Wiya pensively stared at the contents of the message her husband sent.

Is this Wiya? you share your activities? or your proximity to the doctor? Does he have no other duty than to be close to you at every opportunity. I was waiting for you to call me, but you told me through these pictures. 

Obviously someone did all this intentionally. It seems that the message sent was also reply, only it was immediately deleted so that Wiya could not see the contents of the message. But below there is a reply message from Zayn that is still left.

Everything will be done as it should be, you take it easy.

This sentence scared Wiya. Fear of protracted misunderstandings and cannot be broken down.

Not to mention at 9 pm, the wind from the hamlet port is very strong. But the storm in his heart felt much more rumbling, Thinking his way home. Ditya still won't let him come home tonight. Wiya is forced to find a way to secretly go home on her own.

He saw a large wooden ship, but it was overloaded. It seemed to contain building materials, There were piles of cement sacks, long transverse iron, and others. Then someone comes down to the ship. Wiya is like getting a clue for her problem.

"Ehhh, sir!" call him to courage.

"Iye son," replied the father in an inland Malay dialect.

"Ma-maf sir is disturbing. I want to go to the port of the city, can I ask to take you with my father's ship? Me, I'll pay anything. I'm sorry I meant to assume I rented the boat, sir,"

"Sorry son, notnye gan nolong, mr. cume kuli who mbawak bende-bende ni,"

(Sorry son, instead of not being able to help, this father is just a porters carrying these things)

Wiya had a bit of trouble understanding the father's words.

"Please sir, my family needs me tonight. I don't know what else to do," Wiya peppered her sentence with a bit of drama.

Almost successfully, the father seemed to consider Wiya's request. Actually also after delivering all these materials, indeed they will return to the port of the city. The rental costs offered are also quite thoughtful.

"Hmm, like gini, son. We want to visit the island of C, nak anta semue bende ni kesane, abes from the new sane balek again to the central port," explained the father. Wiya looked smiling as if she hoped she would be together soon. "But this ship is the penoh bebena son, if the child wants to sniff clever-panda pull the place dudok not to see the laen. We'll be pissed off toke son, later,"

(Hm, look, son, we're going to island C to drop off all this material. After that we will return to the central port. And this ship is already very full, If you still want to come along, be smart to find a safe seat so as not to be seen by others. Because later we will be scolded by the boss,)

"really? can I really come, sir? it doesn't matter if I sit anywhere, as long as I can get to the port and get back to my family, sir" he said

"Ha, let's go turon if you really want to sniff," the father helped Wiya get on the boat and brought her backpack.

Wiya was confused to sit where, there was almost no gap at all. Looks like this ship is overloaded. But Wiya did not dare to open the conversation because he was afraid the crew even changed their minds. He looked here and there where there was little room for him. Because there's no way he's standing for two hours. And the wind is getting stronger.

"Father ngate was the ship to the penoh, muse where ntok you, if you endak dudok je kat under the house mesen ni, if you are reluctant, tomorrow je ekot pompong morning,"

(So, you told me this ship was full, there's no place for you. If you want to just sit under this machine house. If you have any objections, you'll be home in the morning tomorrow)

With resignation Wiya hurriedly entered into the small room bulkhead located at the bottom of the ship. Shortly afterwards Wiya heard footsteps from above the plank floor. Someone walked over his head. Looks like two officers were friends of the father.

The engine starts from above. Besides noise and stuffy. It feels so hot here. Though outside was a strong wind.but Wiya's sweat paled great, there was no wind coming in because the cracks of the board were closed with a tarp that was quite thick.

Wiya tried to rule out his condition, which was in his mind was to be able to arrive at the port of the city immediately and return home. His face was now getting red, his eardrum began to hurt because of the sound of an unfriendly machine.

The supply of oxygen around the depletion, Wiya can suffocate in there. He planned to go out for a while to breathe for a moment. But the engine is still on, shifting just a little bit his body will come in with the round of the big chain.

Wiya was about to give up, her breathing getting stifled. He had trouble breathing the air. Eyes were almost closed, his body almost collapsed there. Instantly the door of the machine house opened violently like a blow.

!!!

Not just open, but also detached from the hinges. Wiya's brain seemed empty, he thought of nothing but taking the opportunity to seize as much oxygen as can enter the chest cavity.

"Hufff... Alhamdullillah's chat... Alhamdulillah O Allah. "he said disconnected with a body that has been bathed in sweat.

But not until two minutes later, there was a loud after-hitting sound. This time it was accompanied by a terrible wind. Still from under the small tenement room, Wiya saw some material falling scattered down.

"Astagfirullah, what is this?" frightened screams.

Suddenly the noisy engine stopped. Wiya still thinks that they have reached the island C. And the crew was raising the things they were carrying.

"But... but...why is there water in this? Sir... Whoever's up there, there's water coming in from below!" he cried hysterically when he saw the salt water began to enter more and more and now damaged one of the floors where the machine was placed.

Bruock!

The engine that had died earlier fell to the bottom of the ship.

"Baaaaa...Tolooong sir, please.. I'm downstairs, toloong...!"

His shout grew hysterical as he began to realize there was something unwanted going on with the wooden boat he was riding on. Wiya still had time to look for a life jacket, but certainly did not find the object there.

Not desperate, Wiya still screamed loudly even though he knew the condition was getting worse. Instead of the engine house, the ship's walls had begun to disintegrate, Wiya tried to hold on to one of the wooden beams still attached to the ship's body. From there he could see flashes of light burning from above the sky and hear the roar of a terrifying wind. They have not reached the island at all, the position of the ship is still in the middle of the ocean.

Kreeeeek......

Bhaaaaaaaaaaaaa

There's nothing more to do. The rest of the ship's body that stayed half, was hit by a powerful storm surge.

The entire ship was bowed down with just one scroll. The three crew members had already saved themselves by plunging into the sea when they started reading the bad situation.

The event of a ship breaking in these waters is not the first time that happened. Last year there were also ships loaded with staples and drinks broke out in a storm not far from the sea.

While a woman they had not saved was left alone until the ship broke scattering all its contents in the middle of the open sea. Just waiting at the point where he would lose his breath.

Wiya is still in the world to be able to feel her frail body overwritten by long and large iron that increasingly presses her body to drown.

Not to mention the heavy building material that is willing to injure the skin that is open, although the entire body of Wiya is still perfectly covered.