Unanimous
SEASON II: EPS 23
As the sea breeze swept every face near the harbor, the rising water ripples lifted the wooden boats above it. At the edge of this small pier on volunteers have gathered will soon depart to the destination island.
This is not a big port, but it is a conveyor belt where the rise and fall of wooden boats owned by fishermen who are usually at once used as a main means of transportation connecting the island of Bintan mainland with small islands scattered in the sea. About 24km from Wiya and Zayn residence.
In front of a line of volunteers, Ditya was giving directions to a team of 20 who were already wearing vests with their community-specific logo. The tail of her eyes did not stop glancing at Wiya who had not joined them yet because she seemed to be being given a special message by her husband.
"Yaudah mas, you take care of yourself, you will definitely miss you deh, i love you," said Wiya while hugging her husband.
"You take care of yourself, remember all my messages, right? I love you too baby. I love you more," Zayn replied at a glance to kiss his wife's lips without caring about the people around. "I'll go first, have a good day, Assalamualaikum."
Ditya instantly turned his gaze the other way in embarrassment with the scene in front of him. So that he did not realize Zayn had left and Wiya had joined the team, he lined up next to Vela.
"Friends, our main point is island C. To get to this island is not as easy as we imagine, we will all settle temporarily on the island of Key and will alternately go to the hamlet of Tiung because the island C is closer when taken by boat from the hamlet of Tiung this," said Ditya
"Why don't we just standbye in Tiung hamlet all brother?" ask one of the participants.
"Tiung Village is also a very small island, there are only two RTs there. In addition to no electricity from PLN, ready-to-eat food there is also very limited. The power source of the hamlet is only from one large generator engine, the electricity only turns on at prayer times and usually after the isya will remain on until 9 pm, the rest of Tiung hamlet is illuminated with makeshift lighting," said Ditya at length. "There is also no signal let alone a mobile network. One more thing, our main point is island C, even though we have received permission and cooperate with the local government, but frankly I do not know what kind of terrain we will face, so I invite those who want to turn right before we leave the dock. But true volunteers are willing to sacrifice under any circumstances" said Ditya at length.
While waiting for the ship to be ready to be boarded, Ditya again gave direction for all members to comply with safety standards. Volunteer safety is a top priority. No one should harm either the feelings or the physicality of one of the volunteers.
"Oh yeah, before you get ready, I'll introduce you all. Miss Ilma Qawiya, she is a major donor who has always been at the forefront of supporting our community activities. Director of Zahira Accounting,"
Dita asked Wiya to go forward next to her. Wiya introduced herself briefly and said that she was the same as the other volunteers. He departed as a call to pure humanity as a volunteer so as not to want to be treated special.
The wooden ship that was going to take them towards Key Island had docked to the edge, all the members had entered and sat on the long bench of the ship which was also made of wood. Wiya was a bit of a hassle with his backpack because of the deep tide, the body of the ship rose quite high from the port floor. No stairs or any aids, all members ascend in their own way.
"Come on Wiy, I help you," Ditya reached out her hand to help Wiya.
"Ah yes thank you, please bring this alone," thrust his backpack to Ditya, then slightly dipping the tip of his pants. Wiya held on to the end of the ship and managed to ride in her own way.
Ditya smiled, his much larger body easily stepped onto the boat and handed the backpack to Wiya.
"Thank you dokt" said Wiya.
Wiya took a sitting position next to Vela. Since Wiya came, Vela seemed indifferent and did not say much. Wiya did not feel entitled to ask him. So he chose to find another interlocutor along the way.
Almost an hour they were in the wide, unclimbed sea, Wiya rolled up the windows of a wooden ship made of tarps and was amazed to see the endless view of the high seas. Throughout the eyes look only blue water and white foam that expands. Do not forget Wiya capture the moment with his cellphone camera.
"Vel, have you been to this island before?"
"Ha, Me? um, yes. Key Island is my mother's village. There are still some relatives there," he replied lazily.
"Well, you guys go home to Vel village. Can be with your family,"
"Hmmm," he replied again with a hostile face.
The atmosphere returned awkward as before. Almost an hour and a half above the high seas, then the small islands appear there. Jejeran island in the Riau Islands, marked by the fluttering of a red and white flag on the front pole of the port, indicating this remote island is still part of NKRI.
"Okay friends, welcome to Key Village. One of the villages in the coastal part of this district," said Ditya standing in front of the ship. "Everything can take off your live jacket and put it back where it was, the ship is already anchored on the dock, keep careful and keep each other safe,"
This village pier is better than the pier where they came down earlier. Maybe because this village is the center of coastal sub-district government. The arrival of the volunteers was warmly welcomed by the district officials, village heads, local community leaders and religious leaders there.
After a series of ceremonial welcoming events, the volunteers were escorted to the homestay where they rested during their stay on this island of 10 RT and 2 RW. Not a large village, the hamlet that became the administrative area of the village was separated by the sea. One of them is Tiung hamlet which they will visit later.
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Wiya was confused, which room should she enter. Vela who he hoped to be a pleasant friend, had been really unfriendly since. So Wiya hesitated to start talking again with him. Not to mention his body was very tired, wanted to feel immediately rest and contact his family.
The team consisted of 14 men and 6 women. The house separated into two. In the women's house there are only two rooms. Inevitably Wiya entered the new room there are two residents in it, it turns out that Vela is included there.
"Excuse me, can I join here?" tanyanya sungkan's.
"Well Mom, I think mom will stay at the house of Bu Camat or Bu Kades, it turns out to be joined ktia-us here. With pleasure mom, let's help mom" said Nina, one of the women's teams in the room.
"Call Wiya only, and I am part of the volunteer. So I'll stay with you if you don't mind" Wiya replied no less kindly,
Without saying a word, Vela who had put her things in the room immediately repackaged it and got out of there. As he was about to walk out the door he said something to Nina.
"Eh Vel," intercept Wiya. "You're here, let me get out. Sorry, "
Vela does not reprimand Wiya's words at all and soon leaves Nina and Wiya confused over Vela's unnatural attitude.
What's my fault anyway? Even though I'm not here for Vela, but why get caught up in the awkward atmosphere anyway?
Wiya doesn't have anyone there. All he knew was Vela and Ditya. Of course it would be very uncomfortable if the atmosphere had to be like this. But he still thinks positively and dismisses things that are not too important to be dizzy.
"Let's aja Wiy, later also adem itself," said Nina won Wiya who was stunned to see Vela leave. "Let's Wiy help arrange your belongings, then we take a short break because later in the afternoon will be a schedule distribution meeting,"
"Yes Nin, thank you very much. I'm gonna call my husband first,"
A few minutes later, WIndy joins Wiya and Nina. Nina is the youngest participant among the others, while Windy is older than Wiya and has a family. Windy's husband was also one of the volunteer teams in this activity.
***
Schedule sharing meetings are short, there are no obstacles that are too heavy. Only scheduled departure to Island C from Tiung hamlet. Before going to island C they must first spend the night in the hamlet of Tiung, because leaving for island C must be early in the morning after dawn prayers.
Teams are equally divided, 4 men and one woman will take turns filling activities in Kekit Village, Tiung Hamlet and C island. Wiya was not too aware that his name was on the same schedule as Ditya when he had to leave for Tiung Hamlet, the day after.
Meeting closed with greetings and do'a, all members pray according to their respective religions and beliefs for the implementation of this activity without significant obstacles.
Vela left the living room homestay of the men's team which was made into a meeting room. All eyes were on him. Ditya immediately stood up, and pulled his wrist to take Vela away from the reach of the other members' eyes.
"What the hell is Dit, let alone not!" Vela wriggled at her hand held tightly by Ditya.
"Ravela Gisha, this is the first memorial. If you dare to do something that disturbs Wiya's safety, you know what we're all going to do?" threaten Ditya directly hit the target.
"What do you mean, doctor? What are you all gonna do? Want to leave me on the island alone?"
"I don't know if you have any problems with Wiya, but please don't bring your personal grudges here. Don't you think I didn't notice your moves. Ravela, all volunteers are equally important to this community, don't squint your own good name!" threaten Ditya again.
Vela lowered her head and left Ditya who had already let go of her hand. While pacing with Wiya at the door, Vela threw open. Wiya just shook her head not understanding. And don't really care.
When night falls, it's time to rest. Before falling asleep, Wiya read the schedule of activities that Wiya will do while in the hamlet of Tiung and island C. He was so excited and impatiently waiting for the schedule.
Loneliness begins to pervade when the room lights have been extinguished. Nina and Windy have not fallen asleep but are engrossed in their respective activities.
Wiya tried to close his eyes, but it was difficult. For the past year, she's been sleeping in her husband's arms. But tonight was just the thin blanket she rolled up to resemble the bolster that Zayn once did while accompanying her in the hospital.
Sleepiness never comes, longing even more to the surface. Wiya put on her cell phone and called her husband.
"Darling, you promised me there would be fun. Why is it sad anyway?" zayn's exchange was over the phone.
"Not sad, just missing. Can't sleep if not in your arms, but this is the blanket I've made so bolster so made like you ever made,"
"Ahahhaa, does that mean I have to sing that song again?"
"May mas, but gausah in sad saddened ya voice,"
"My voice is like this, baby, it's better. Dah now read the do'a, hug the bolsters. Mas nyannyiin,"
Fly me to the moon and let me play among the star. Let me see what spring is like on
A - Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words baby kiss me.
No one knows who first decided on the call.
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Mencemen, if you guys do not vote author that is not a problem at all. But pliss pliss pliss plisss really like her not to be missed. A sip of this chest sometimes saw a page that read thousands of each episode, but like it under 100 jeez. Is this novel that good until you are stunned and forget to tap his thumb?
