Waiting Morning

Save our commander, doc...

This morning the news-hunter workers reported the latest coverage, not just domestic journalists. Foreign journalists from various countries gathered to meet most of the big city of Aceh. The devastating disaster that hit Aceh and its surroundings attracted the attention of the world, including the United Nations.

Akbar saw the cameraman from FirstTv who was doing the coverage. But he was a little disappointed, when the girl he saw with the cameraman was not the woman he expected.

Akbar immediately went and joined the crowd of TNI and volunteers who were trying to retrieve the body sandwiched between a car and a large tree trunk.

" There are bodies under this car ndan" said one of the soldiers of the TNI AD.

" You call the other personnel, we need more people's help" Akbar said.

" Ready, ndan. Execute"

A few minutes later the soldier came with several people dressed in stripes from different units.

After discussing, Akbar was finally in charge of retrieving the body while others lifted the car and some held the tree trunk.

" In three you lift the car. I went downstairs. And in a matter of five and six I slide this wood. Count to seven, you and you pulled the body okay." Akbar explained the evacuation technique in detail.

" One..two..three" shouted several soldiers simultaneously like a choir.

Some TNI soldiers lifted car wreckage.

akbar quickly got into the bottom of the car.

" Four..five..six.." some other soldiers counted vigorously.

Akbar tried to shift the position of the large tree that overlapped the corpse.

" Seven..."

Other volunteer personnel pulled the bodies.

There was a triumphant smile to see the body removed from under the car.

Naas, when the body was successfully evacuated, Akbar had not been out he had an accident. Suddenly a car lifted by several people hit his leg.

" Aaaaaaarrrgghhh.." cried Akbar.

" Athaghtitle..."

" Help...help..help.." shouted the PMI volunteer.

Several USA soldiers approached and tried to help Akbar.

After struggling with mud, Akbar finally managed to be removed from under the car.

Akbar was unconscious and was immediately taken to the post.

" Dok, please doc. Our commander is wounded" said a soldier.

Akbar immediately received help from volunteer medical personnel.

Luckily there were no serious injuries, only a minor leg fracture and a tear in the leg that had to get some stitches. Hearing the news made Joseph a little worried and immediately met Akbar.

“ How does my friend doc?” ask Yoseph.

“ Thank God it's okay.

Lightly broken and a few stitches just” replied the doctor.

“ Thank you doctor”

A few minutes later, Akbar siuman. Staring at the ceiling of the tent ensures that he is in a different place from the last place he occupied.

“ Brother already aware” Yoseph approaching towards Akbar.

Akbar smiled “ I'm fine “, then a little forced to get out of bed to prove his condition is fine.

“ Hmmpttt” Akbar withstand pain.

“ Relax mas, do not be forced to move first” doctor's advice.

With the help of the doctor and Joseph, Akbar sat in the gurney.

“ Where is my clothes doc?” tanya Akbar who currently only uses color pants and green TNI T-shirts .

“ Sorry that his clothes had to be torn. Oh yes this hp and his wallet” doctor thrusting hp and wallet.

Akbar opened his wallet to make sure his precious things were not lost. A gold brooch inisal lettering with a purple swarowsky stone accent is still perched there.

“ Oh yes mas..during mas unconscious. Hpnya ringing continue” said the doctor.

Akbar opened his HP, there were about 29 calls and 12 sms of the same name, PRINCESS .

Yes, during Akbar in Aceh, he rarely replied to the messenger from Mary. Just occasionally contact him so that Mary does not keep asking for news. Besides being busy and having to save battery, Akbarpun deliberately not to make Mary too dependent.

“ Thank you doc..” Akbar offered his right hand a sign asking for an introduction.

“ I'm doctor Nizar”

“ I'm Akbar, doctor from which area?”

“ I'm from Jogja, you? ”

“ Wow, lumpia city. Semarang is a beautiful city. My childhood was there” too

“ Really? Older in Semarang ?”

“ Only until Junior High School, High School and college in Jogja because it happens that parents move assignments to their hometown. "

" Sometimes if the doctor to Semarang can stop by my house"

" God willing, and hopefully can stay in Semarang again” said Nizar.

“ Doctor mean?”

“ Don't call doc, just Nizar." Nizar took a breath, "I want to find the soul mate of a Semarang girl aja”. Seringai.

Akbar terbahak, “ Semarang Girls are sweet-sweet and washed away like Kali Brantas”.

“ Right, I can't even look at other girls. Darling since yesterday he's not here anymore”.

" You mean he's also a volunteer in Aceh?"

" Yes, but he's only been here three days"

“ Wah...wah segitunys charm girl Semarang. No doctor Nizar not bang Akbar until can not glance at other girls”

don't want to lose Yoseph nimbrung.

Nizar glanced at the PDL shirt that he had torn, if you see from his rank Akbar is Peltu.

" Tumben a Peltu is still single"

Akbar lowered his head. Suddenly silent atmosphere.

" I'm still looking for the Semarang girl" he replied softly.

" Patience bro, all will be beautiful in time"

a cliche sentence that describes hope. Like Nizar who hoped for something beautiful at the end of his wait for Beena. He still believes that luck is on his side.

Fate will lead her to Beena's love, though she must wait patiently for Beena to release someone waiting for Beena's answer.

" I'm the same, still waiting for someone to accept my feelings" Nizar said.

" Don't that girl of yours already know how you feel?"

" Already, but he always told me not to wait for him ."

"You mean?" Akbar frowned.

" It's been a long story. Oh yes, do not get exposed to water first and do not do too much heavy activity. The old stitches will dry."

" Yes right, let my brother recover quickly"

" Look down, it won't be long.Three days also dry up"

" Yes.yeah.biar busy Joseph. I had enough to eat and sleep at the post" Akbar chuckled.

" Fuck you bang, take a narrowness in opportunity"

" go back, a chance at a narrowing!" akbar.

" Yes, that's the narrow-narrow tree you like bang-like"

Yoseph had not yet continued his sentence, Akbar's phone was already shaking. A call in.

Drrr.tt...

" The world is so cramped that wherever you go, this one girl will find you"

Joseph glanced at Akbar's cell phone with a call from the Princess.

" Yes, Mar"

" You're fine in Aceh".

" Thank God, I'm healthy"

" Why my phone is often not picked up, sms is not answered either"

" There are many activities, but also must save battery. It's a little hard to charge the battery."

" Oh, yeah, take care of ya"

" yes" Akbar closed the connection.

Finally the three of them dissolved in the chat, as entertainment during their time in the post is very rare volunteers get this kind of opportunity.

Praising each other's professions makes them amazed at the experience that both have.

***