Waiting Morning
The Aceh tsunami, the grief of the whole world
The force of the earthquake that occurred was in the Indian Ocean . The earthquake's source area was 149 km west of Meulaboh, Aceh.
The earthquake lasted 10 minutes with a magnetudo of 9.1-9.3 SR. After that, the tsunami wave affected the Aceh region and parts of North Sumatra.
The speed of tsunami waves reaches 800 km per hour in the deep and free oceans. Approaching the shallow shore and at great speed, the tsunami waves became high and then crashed into the ground.
It is inconceivable when the incident attacked residents who were carrying out activities on that day.
Severe damage occurred in the Aceh region with approximately 17,000 people killed. All the buildings around the beach were destroyed and hundreds of people were left homeless.
Two days after the tsunami, more and more volunteers arrived. With the release of Notam A-0764 by the TNI about the opening of air space for foreign aircraft in humanitarian missions.
The U. S. aircraft carrier USS Lincoln assisted in the evacuation of casualties and the distribution of relief materials.
There are evacuation posts and complaints. The fishy smell and dead bodies that arrive every minute does not make them retreat.
Beena is one of the many female repoters who gets the most opportunities to be close to children of tsunami victims.
Her parasites were beautiful, meek and motherly. Makes the kids linger with it.
Together with PMI volunteers and academics, he entertains children psychologically with games, singing, and storytelling.
Like tonight, Beena told me about Noah's ark. Children are hypnotized by the story, occasionally heard laughter they see the gesture Beena exemplifies Kan’an.
" Beautiful sister.." a child suddenly stood up.
" Yes, baby." replied Beena. "Who's name, baby?"
" I'm Farhan, I'm 10 years old" in a raucous voice he mentioned his identity.
" Hi Farhan's sister Sholeh "greet Beena while waving from 1 meter away.
" Sister, may I ask you a question?"
" Of course, dong, want to ask what's handsome?"
" From the brother's story about Noah's ark that saved his people from the flood, is there now?"
Beena smiled at Farhan's question.
He walked closer to Farhan.
" God will always give Rahman and his womb to his godly servant at any time, including today".
“ Then, have our parents who are not here been brought in Noah's ark?” ask one of the other kids.
Hearing plain questions from a 10-year-old child made the volunteers who were there at that time shed tears. For a moment Beena turned her face away, wiping her tears from being seen by them.
“ Of course dear, because God loves your parents who are shaleh and shaleha so God took him to heaven”.
“ Fadhila pray continues, why Allah does not invite Dhila to heaven with ummi!” cute girl 5 years old.
Now, Beena walked in the other direction. Approaching a little girl named Fadhila.
He squatted to align his body with the cute girl, then fix the position of the hijab of the little girl who looks a little messy.
“ Fadhila is indeed salihah but Allah asks you to study first here so that sinter. Later if pinter, Dhila can realize the ideals ". With a slight raucous voice Beena answered the sweet girl's question.
" Oh yeah, tomorrow if it's big what would it be, baby?” Clearly Beena was holding the little girl.
“ Hm...Dhila wants to be a doctor so that kayak brother” Appoints Dhila to a handsome doctor who is friendly.
The figure of a handsome and friendly man using a white coat, as an identity if he was a doctor who volunteered at that time.
Beena was surprised, seeing a volunteer from medical personnel who were familiar to him.
“ Mas Nizar?” muttered.
From across Nizar threw her sweet smile.
Then Beena concentrated again on the children in front of her.
" Student learning so that you can achieve your goals, Ok!"
Beena raised her hand and showed her thumb.
"Ok.." replied the refugee children compactly.
"You know Doraemon? the robot cat that has a magic bag".
" Yes, I know.I know" . Answer the children fighting each other.
" i love watching it with my sister, but my sister is not here yet" Farhan replied.
Trauma therapy this time covered with a song doraemon in Japanese.
Konna koto ii
The dekitara ii na
Anna yume konna yume ippai
Minna minna
Kanaete kureru
Fushigina poke de kanaete
Sora wo jiyu ni nobitai
Hi ! taikekoputa!
An an an an
Tottemo daisuki Doraemon
Beena's sweet voice, was heard across the street where the TNI post stood a few meters from the children's post.
Akbar stopped his activities, making sure the owner of the melodious voice was the one he recognized.
“Bang..kok bengong” Yoseph patted Akbar on the shoulder.
“ You heard that song bro?” ask Akbar.
“ Song? What song? Doraemon?”
“ Iya” Akbar is curious about approaching the source of the sound.
“ It's just a Doraemon song, a cartoon movie song that since I was a child has been bang” .
“ Not the song, but the owner of the voice. I seem to recognize him”
“ Here's how it is, just two days away from the girl already love the pretty girl”
Joseph shook his head.
“ I'm there briefly bro”
Akbar ran small towards the post across the street. The post is 300 meters from the TNI post. He hoped to find something that would give him good news, for his life.
The boisterous voice of the children mimicked Beena singing in Indonesian. Applause from all residents of the post signifies the ending of the show.
Not yet at the destination, suddenly the siren from the PMI car rang. Indicates there is a discovery of a new corpse brought in a car. Inevitably Akbar returned to the car, lifting the body bag with other volunteers. Paramedics and journalists were helping to identify the new victims.
" Why come back again bang?" ask Yoseph.
"There's a new body like, let's go there"
"continue not to go to the children's post?"
"Simplice, could be another time"
Yoseph brandished his two thumbs to his highly perfect senior, who was able to discern which professional was emotional.
Hearing the siren sound, Bimo immediately rushed towards the source of the sound. That means there's new information that he has to dig up.
“ Mbak , I joined there first ya” Bimo ask permission to docked in the direction of PMI ambulance .
“ Yes Bim, later I will go there” replied Beena.
Beena walked towards Nizar who realized earlier unceasingly looking at his father's face.
“ Mas Nizar volunteer too?”
Nizar nodded.
“ You since when is here?
“ Date 27 mas, but I'm only 3 days here. Tomorrow afternoon I will return to Jakarta. If mas?”
“ I'm new today, the plan rotates per 10 days with friends others”.
Even with a slightly disappointed expression. Nizar remains happy to see the woman he loves in this situation remain sweet and cheerful.
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