On a Small Island With the CEO's Daughter
Episode 15: First night
After everyone finished their bath and changed into dry clothes, they sat around the campfire. Some of them are cooking by heating up the remaining supply of ground deer meat. Using coconut shells they also boil betel leaves as a substitute for warm drinks. Whatever they try to survive.
"That's cross with short legs. The wider the better. If it can be one cot only but can fill one room hut," said Angga directed the team to make a cot bed of logs while waiting for the cooking to be completed.
"Will this be strong to hold us eleven?" tanya Jaka samb continues to work assembling wood for wood without getting tired.
"The crosswise and longitudinal crossing of wood will give each other strength. It should be able to support our body. But if not also not a problem because the cots will still be supported by the foundation. After all, the short legs of the cots will not make us hurt when we fall," replied Angga. His experience since childhood with getting used to living in the wild brought great benefits to the team.
Making a cot with an area of 25 square meters is actually not too easy. It takes time and effort. But the work done together by many people can make it easier.
"Eat first, it's all ready." Naya called out to the men. At that time the cots were 80% work towards completion. Just finish the rest of the edge and put it in the hut room.
Dishes in the form of grilled deer, decoction of leaves, accompanied by warm betel leaf drinks look very inviting desire. They eagerly enjoy all the snacks that exist without any words to complain because of the taste of bland or disgust. It is precisely Mayang who previously refused to live suffering looks most bitter to enjoy the food.
"Tack tastes different. I think there are sweetness that way," said Fikri suspicious. For a moment he took a coconut shell filled with warm betel and drank it.
"Lho.this is also strange. How can sweet gini drink?" Fikri was confused. It seems that Jaka and some others took a look at Fikri's words.
"Yes, you know, Kri. The sweet and salty now fit perfectly. Feels really fancy nih grilled deer," catch Jaka agree.
"How did you cook that?" angga's face is facing Naya.
"Hehe.we found wild sugar cane behind the hut" said Rena representing the answer of the women's team.
"Wow.this is a blessing. The ease God sends us, even on the first day of our stay. This is a good sign, "welcome Mr. Herson.
"Although I'm not a good servant. I invite everyone on this team. After finishing eating let us worship according to religion and belief of each. When we have nothing and nobody. We still have God. Be thankful, pray, cry to Him.." It's not wrong if Mr. Herson is in the team. He's so nice. His fatherly soul sincerely flowed radiating tranquility for all the team members.
Angga stood up and then stepped out alone. On top of a wide rock beside the hut he pensively himself.
"Why did Mbah Restu say little by little materialize?. What kind of trouble is this?. Why do I have to go through all this trouble?" murmured Angga in his daydream.
"Everyone deserves to be happy. But why am I destined to be unhappy like this?. What's wrong with me?" angga's mind raged. He does not understand his own mind. Everything feels complicated and difficult.
"You why?. How to daydream by yourself.." Angga. Naya suddenly appeared beside him and sat right beside Angga so that he smelled his distinctive body.
Angga did not answer that question. He was still drowning in the puddle he dug himself. The more he swam to the edge, the harder he grabbed it.
"Your mind must be raging. All this happened so suddenly and quickly. I can feel your unrest, your sadness, your confusion, your helplessness.." Naya continued to speak without expecting Angga to hear her.
"Kk.kamu.kamu.." Angga's throat choked.
"Yes, I can feel that. For some reason since we talked on the ship, I felt an emotional closeness between us. I also do not know the meaning of this all.." Naya's gaze glared far through the night's concentration.
"Everything you say is true. No one misses." said Angga lirih.
"I feel fragile. Everyone is afraid of solitude. Until is the term that alone will kill you." said the beautiful Naya sounding melow.
"I've got Papa and Mama, but it feels out of sight. I have treasure, but not a single coin I can hold. I have achievements, but I am not able to fight for them. But in all that fragility of mine, I found comfort. A sense of security and calm because of your presence I never got from anyone all this time," slowly Naya leaned her head on Angga's boat. Slowly, Angga stroked the goddess's head. No coercion, no intentionality. Only sincerity is speaking.
"Thank you for this sincerity. You're beautiful, you're kind, and now you're bringing a huge appreciation to me with a growing sense of comfort." said Angga also with all his sincerity.
They spewed out souls to each other. There is no word of love. There is no relationship yet. But such inner interconnectedness and emotion are inseparable. There is an invisible magnetic field that revolves around the two.
"Ahyaa.i know!" Angga cheering cheerfully. Naya flinched and sat back up straight.
"What's wrong?" ask Naya confused.
"I know now, why I face so many difficulties, complexities, problems and unhappiness." Angga's eyes sparkled.
"May I hear it?" pinta Naya is curious. Suddenly Angga turned his body and sat facing Naya. Not enough to get there, he also grabbed Naya's hand and took her in his hand.
Naya jerks. But he then quietly absorbed the warmth of Angga's arm in each fingers.
"I'm a moment unhappy, for the sake of making you and them happy. By giving happiness, I will find happiness.."
"I'm facing difficulties, for the sake of giving you and them ease. I exist because you exist."
All the problems that happened to me were tests. The test of winning is to know you. You are a pearl. I have to pay dearly for it" Angga smiled.
Now Naya's turn is blocked. His tongue felt like it couldn't speak. The fur of his horse bristles.
...
Shift my world,
Not just thinking 'me', though',
But also you, too,
That's what I want.
I exist because you exist,
Your happiness is my hope, my hope,
Your shout is my wish,
My path leads to you.
Your smile..
Tossed my heart, man,
Like walking in a flower garden,
Your money drugged the body,
Snare taste,
Long time looking for estuaries,
Because I'm a delta,
Be present..
Always here, always,
Sided,
Diluted,
Killing deserted.
...
"Wow.beautiful. Your name is Pujangga. This is the answer." Naya's words were so moved to be mixed happily. Angga just smiled without a sound.
"Well, here it is" whispered Naya in the soul.
"That company is my world. I can't run from him. I have to live my life according to what He has outlined. Now I know why I had to sacrifice in trouble" Angga whispered in his heart. Both of them were silent, still holding hands.
"Bro..lu where woy!" beno's voice resuscitated them to return to the hut together.
"That's you.you guys.." Beno who was in front of the hut felt strange to see Angga and Naya walking together towards him.
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"We make it a habit to hold a picket stand guard in turns every night. We are not in a house or apartment. The island is full of dangers" said Angga after they all finished their respective worship according to advice Herson.
"After this I asked Beno, Fikri, and Jaka to make a moat around, then sprinkled crystal salt evenly in the marit to prevent the disturbance of flat animals and crawling insects," angga orders to each designated one.
"Are we going to split up the team for a turn?" ask Sisi.
"Of course," Angga replied firmly.
"We're eleven. Each guard consists of two people, taking turns every 2 hours starting from 8 p.m. Each pair of guards should not be all women, so there should be one man and one woman in each pair. There will be 1 person who does not have a partner. He is free to join any team of couples. Please choose your own partner and set your own shift order," said Angga.
The first quiet night. Angga hoped there would be no disturbance that night. They are very tired and need adequate rest in order to have maximum energy for tomorrow's activities.
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