Waiting Morning
Emergency news
Beena grabbed her backpack, she rushed towards the parking area of the Marafuku restaurant.
Honda jazz he drove at high speed down the streets of the capital.
Not Jakarta name if not jammed, especially the weekend like today.
Whenever you go
Whenever you do
I Will right here waiting for you...
His phone rang, Beena quickly grabbed it and answered it immediately.
"Yes bang, still on the way. It's a bad Sunday!"
" Ok, when you get to the meeting room?".
" Yes bang"
Tut's...Tut's...Tut. disconnected connection .
"When Jakarta is free from traffic".
Beena snorted in annoyance. It's not usually too late.
It's Sunday and he doesn't have a schedule. Still, if there is an incoming call to the office he is reluctant to be late.
After almost two hours stuck in traffic.
Beena's silver Honda jazz now enters FirstTv parking area.
Beena ran towards the meeting room. But unfortunately the editor-in-chief's meeting was over, he went straight to Billy's room.
Tok.dok..
"Come in" cried Billy from inside the room.
“ Sorry bang,telat”
With a face full of regret, Beena headed for the editor-in-chief's desk. It turned out that there was already Bimo in the room.
" Sit Na, there's something I want to say"
Beena pulled up the chair and sat down with the seat side by side with Bimo.
“ Just go. Our correspondent in Aceh reported that there had been a tectonic earthquake with a scale of 9.1 - 9.3 SR this morning at 7.59 local time. And the limited meeting decided you and Bimo went to Aceh”.
" What's the bang?"Bimo jerked
With a shocked expression the two did not expect that this time the task awaited them.
" Yes, this time FirstTv sent you both. You ready?"
"Yes bang, I'm ready" Beena replied with confidence.
This is Beena's first time serving as a news anchor. Unlike the previous experience that only existed behind the scenes. Of course he did not want to waste a golden opportunity, although all the risks of course he would face. Including with the permission of his parents.
For Bimo, who has a bad relationship with his parents because he is a victim of brokenhome, permission is not a problem. Just prepare mentally.
Beena took a breath, then released freely.
“ Ok bang, I went to the apartment first to prepare the items I need” Beena said.
“ Ok guys, good luck".
Beena returned to her apartment located in the center of Jakarta. He packed his clothes for the next three days. Before returning to the office, Beena called her mother.
Tuutt...
After hearing a greeting from her mother, Beena immediately conveyed her intention this time with a to the point.
" Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am"
" Wa'alaikumussalam Na"
" Tumben call at this hour, usually if you have a holiday sleep rapping" ledek bu Halimah.
“ Ma'am, Beena please pray nggeh"
"What's the matter Na? I said it like that."
" You're healthy, right? is anyone feeling Na?"
" Thank God be healthy mom".
" Yes, Na" replied nu Halimah gently.
"Today Beena got word that Beena was assigned to cover the tsunami disaster in Aceh. Beena please permission and ridho same mother father”
" O Allah Na, so you want to go to Aceh?"
" Yes ma'am, three days there"
Hearing the sentence spoken from her youngest child, the mother's eyes could not stem the grains of clear liquid that had gathered at both corners of her net.
I can't believe the news of the earthquake and tsunami that he saw on television a few hours ago. Now, Ms. Halimah must let her youngest child go to the disaster area which has been ascertained all risks will be faced there.
The father, who saw the mother crying, was curious about his wife's conversation. Then I approached my mother.
“ Call from whom bu?” ask dad.
Ms. Halimah wiped her tears and replied, “ Beena yah”
Without warning, the father immediately took the phone handle held by the mother.
“ Hello Na, what's up?”
“ Well, Beena please permission and ridho from father. Beena was assigned to cover the tsunami disaster in Aceh.”
" When will Na leave?"
" It's Beena again prepare well, the plan tonight is to fly straight there".
"Come up, be a useful man" he said.
Whether the rigidness of what, which makes the father able to release with sincerity the only princess.
“ Ridho father and mother with you Na, go. Beware”
“ Yes, Beena hang up. Assalamu’alaikum”
“ Wa’alaikumussalam”
My message this time sounded so deep. I don't know what the reason is, lately if communicating with his father. Beena felt more open and warm.
After packing a few pieces of clothes into his backpack. Beena immediately returned to FirstTv to be with other journalists heading to Aceh by helicopter belonging to the TNI AU.
***
At two o'clock in the morning, the helicopter belonging to the AU managed to land on rencong land .
The disaster that has devastated the earth at the portico of Mecca has attracted the attention of the world. The waves reached 30 meters and killed at least 200,000 people.
Some towns on rencong land are completely paralyzed. No electricity, looks like a dead city.
there is no official post of complaint, only emergency tents are erected incidentally.
Various volunteers arrived from within the country to abroad. Consisting of journalists, academics, organizations, medical personnel to the military blend together.
Regardless of ethnicity, race, nationality or profession. They are united in the name of humanity.
That day Beena and Bimo left for Aceh with a group of government officials using a helicopter.
Upon arrival in Aceh, sad and sad to see the earth foyer mecca withered. Countless how great the losses experienced, both material and immaterial.
Many parents are almost crazy to face the reality if they are separated from the family they love. A treasure? It is no longer a measure of how sad they are.
Beena and Bimo went straight to work, no matter what time it was. Although cold and dark, with illumination they still do journalism activities.
Beena and Bimo traveled through the worst part of the 9.3-magnitude earthquake that caused the December 26 Tsunami.
Journalists are the most sought after by survivors. Armed with stories of traits they recognize, see photos of the victims are immortalized cameraman.
Some residents hope that the photos of the victims are not part of their families, because they still have hope that family members are still alive. For some other residents, it is not okay for them to find their families even though they are lifeless, at least found.
All journalists work to find the latest information, not to forget they also help the victims they met. Together with volunteers and the TNI, the journalists evacuated the bodies there was no word of fear or disgust.
Thick mud, large wood carried away and household items such as mattresses, chairs and even motor vehicles are the main sights.
Disasters that are the ingredients of self-mustfulness of the greatness and majesty of God actually occur on the earth of God.
Reprimands for humans, such as no stopping after a prolonged conflict between the government and GAM. The government declared martial law in 2003.
Now, the people of Aceh are mourning again. Indonesia crying. But the spirit of brotherhood never extinguished, by sending a variety of volunteers from all lines ranging from academics, ormas, and so forth.
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