The Blink is Dusk.
Fires
Gas that has spread the most electric. So it triggers a gas cylinder explosion, then a fire. The fire also grabbed motorcycle gasoline spilled in the front room. Motorcycle tanks exploded and gasoline spread everywhere. Along with that also the fire blazed. Gobbling ceiling made of plywood. It is also fast because of the dry wall.
While Uncle Yugus was unable to do anything. His body bounced against the wall due to the explosion of a gas cylinder. He just regretted everything. His eyes were blurry and dust was flying.
"Deak, Junka." Speech sounded out from his mouth. Uncle Yugus pasra saw flames running everywhere. He can't move, resigned.
"O Allah, forgive me my sins. Protect my two children." Prayer of Uncle Yugus. While Bibik Walah his body was struck by fire. Burned all over his body. Mattresses, pillows, plastic cabinets were burned.
"Please." Shouted Bibik Walah.
"Kanda." Call Bibik Walah when you see Uncle Yugus is helpless and his body is covered with fire.
"Please, forgive kanda." Last words Uncle Yugus.
"Aahhhhkkkk." Bibik Walah's shrill scream was heard from outside. While outside the new residents saw smoke and just ran towards the burning contract. Everyone was screaming for fire.
"Junka, Snappy. I love you, my son." Those were the last words of Bibik Walah, and he wept and resigned. His body had been engulfed in flames all over. He rolled around holding his sword on fire. Then the frame of the house and the roof fell from above. The body of Uncle Yugus and Bibik Walah. Make them burn without waste, become ashes with the contract.
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The explosion sounded so loud from outside. Making everyone surprised, while baby Salika immediately cried. Areha, Salika, Deak, Junka rise. Salika carried her son and out the contract followed Areha and the others.
Bibik Tuyi came out of the contract and found out what happened. The mother of the contract owner and her husband left the house. They screamed as they looked at their contract which started in the flames.
From far away people run towards the direction of the contract. All yelling and reporting to Mr. RT.
"Fire."
"Fire." That's the screams of the people.
Residents who came rushed to transport goods. Salika and Areha carry clothes in the basin. There are some residents already carrying gas stoves and kitchen tools, such as buckets and pans. So too did Bibik Tuyi save what could be saved helped by the citizens.
"The contract, where." Ask a citizen.
"This one's moved on." Said the owner of the contract.
"Call the fire department, hurry." Some people said. The atmosphere was very panicked, some residents carried buckets and poured into the fire. But it was just a futile act.
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"Mother." Call Deak
"Dad." Call Junka and Deak at the door of the contract. Two men pulled the two to safety. The two continued to wriggle, cry and scream because Uncle Yugus and Bibik Walah their parents were still trapped in the contract that had become a sea of fire.
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Once outside Salika and Areha want to go back in and take things. But both were prevented because the fire was already very large. In just half an hour, the board-walled contract had become an all-out blaze.
"New clothes for my school, my school clothes." Shouted Areha in the arms of the rented ownership mother. In two weeks Areha, Luran and Figan go to school. Areha's marshy jars sell chips and bars Aram and the grandmother now runs out of nothing. It has been a year of their efforts to return to school. But fate says no.
"Copey." Call Figan when he arrives around the burning contract.
"The burning contract, what." Luran asked, the two children looked musingly at the growing flames before them. A few minutes later the fire truck arrived. But all the people are disappointed, because there is no point anymore.
"Bruss." The rented debris fell down simultaneously. While the extinguisher team just wanted to direct the hose of the water pipe.
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A magnificent mosque is not far from the fire's contract. A young man was talking to the head of the mosque.
"Sir, what year was this mosque built." Asked the young man, he carried a notebook, recording important information from the mosque administrators.
"This mosque was built in the 1970s, Dik. The original building was very simple, the walls were still half-permanent and there were no towers. The roof is limas only, there is no roof type up and down like now." Answer the mosque manager. Then the mosque manager showed an early photo of the mosque on a proposal. The young man was seen documenting the data with a cell phone camera.
"What year did the renovation start." Ask the young man again.
"Around 1985. That's when there's funding coming in from the foundation and renovating the total build, especially the roof structure." Answer the mosque manager.
"The New Order, means." The young man said, and the two continued to talk.
"Now want another renovation, the dome's roof." Ask the young man again.
"Yes, we use light steel cuban, Turkiye cuban stream." Obviously the head of the mosque.
"This mosque, ......" Question ceases. suddenly:
"Fire." Dozens of residents ran through the streets of the complex.
"The fire's not." Shouted people from every corner around it. The youth and the mosque manager panicked as well, both of them got up from sitting and exiting the mosque. Marbot was still seen removing the broom and exiting the mosque. On the street dozens of residents ran past in front of them, and the young man and the mosque manager came out of the mosque fence.
"Sir RT, where's the fire." Ask the mosque manager.
"It's a contract." Reply Mr. RT while hurrying. Not long after, everything arrived at the scene of the fire. The young man looked around and documented the calamity with his cell phone camera.
"This is the wainailaihi rojiun." The manager of the mosque repeatedly said those words.
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Grandma came home from selling cookies. He walked slowly down the street. Not to disturb the road user. Grandma walked on the side of the road.
"Brummmmhmm. Tin. Tin." Two fire engines passed by. Grandma saw the red car, she knew it was out. There must be a fire. From far away, Grandma saw the crowd. Everyone looked at grandma. When my grandmother approached them. He heard a lot of crying. When he looked at the contract. It looks like the contract has been flat with the ground. Stay gray flying when there is a wind passed.
"grandmother." There was a voice calling out, and there were Areha, Luran, Figan, Salika, Junka, Deak sitting under a tree. Around many residents, especially the mother of the contract owner. He also wept over his burnt contract.
"O Allah, why do we suffer ceaselessly." The mother shouted continuously, her daughter seemed to hug and calm down.
"Areha, Salika what happened." Grandma asked, not believing. The two got up and hugged Grandma while crying. Luran and Figan sit down to play with Deak. Junka was still crying. Grandma put down her basket and container of cake.
Then Areha and Salika recounted the incident earlier this afternoon. It started with Uncle Yugus and Bibik Walah. Then there was a loud explosion, like a gas cylinder. Then there was a great fire. Uncle Yugus and Aunt Walah burned and died in the fire. Both bodies were not found, reduced to ashes.
"This is the wainailaihi rojiun." Grandma said at the end of the story, she seemed shocked to hear that.
"Junka, Deak, this is Grandma's granddaughter." Call grandma, Junka comes closer and grandma hugs Junka with haru. Grandma's tears melted down her cheeks.
"Patience, from now on you're grandchildren." Grandma said, making Junka a little amused.
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Late in the afternoon, Aram returned to the contract after selling used goods today.
Aram is now close to contract. From far away he saw a crowd of people. The closer Aram got, he felt something was wrong. He saw Grandma, Areha, Salika, Junka, Luran, Figan, Deak, sitting clustered not under a tree. Looks like stuff is strewn. There was a young man sitting on a motorcycle, not far from the crowd.
"Kumy." Call Figan, he gets up and runs towards Aram.
"What's Figan." Aram asked, then gave one fruit ice cream for two thousand. Figan was happy.
"Contract us fire, Koyong." Figan said, hearing that Aram was like being struck by lightning. Figan walked by the side of the wagon. Aram looked at the others, looking all at him. Luran seemed to be hugging their chickens. Aram then looked towards the contract. He looked towards the rent they had rented had been flattened into ashes and charcoal.
Aram then sat on the side of Areha who was constantly crying. Aram noticed Junka who was also crying. Grandma and Salika speak a thousand languages. They also can't say anything.
"Where's aunt and uncle." Ask Aram to Junka. Instead of answering Junka and Deak embraced and the two returned crying bitterly. Grandma looked at Aram, then shook her head. Aram's chest is pounding, he knows there's bad news. Aram then gives ice cream to Junka, Areha, Deak, Luran.
Aram then got up and walked towards the young man sitting on the bike. He hasn't spoken yet. Deep in his heart he was dreaming. Wishing you wake up soon the nightmare is over.
"Not how are you." Aram greeted the young man.
"Your house has been here all along." Ask the young man.
"Yes Brother." Aram replied lying, all this time he was actually glaring.
"So why did you get so far here." Ask Aram. Aram's face was sad and lethargic.
"Sister for several days is looking for data on the roof architecture of the mosque in Alang-Alang Lebar Subdistrict. For siscription research sample. Around here there was a fire. I saw your brothers too. When asking for your burnt out contract." Said the young man.
"True Sister." Replied Aram while taking a deep breath.
"You must not be sad, Brother is waiting for you to come home. Because sister will talk to sister's college friends. Who knows if they can help." Said the young man.
"What's not troublesome brother." Aramaic.
"No Aramaic. You are patient, after noon brother will look for you again. Now I want to go home." Said the young man, and Aram nodded. The young man got on a motorcycle and left. Aram stood watching the young man leave. Then he sat down next to Grandma. RT sir arrived with RT's mother.
"Grandmother, stay at our house tonight." Said Mr. RT. Grandma agreed and they went to Mr. RT's house.
At night some policemen came and dug up information about the fire. This is so for public reporting because of the death of Uncle Yugus and Bibik Walah.
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The next day, Joni, Arip, Asdi, Dani, Alpin and their classmates look for donations on their campus. One 2013 SKI Class helped find donations. One by one they came to the classroom. Someone went to the red light, and went around the campus.
"Assalamualaikum friends, there has been a fire in a rented. So we came to ask her for help." Said Arip, after that Asdi and Alpin brought cardboard around the classroom. Dozens of students made their donations with pennies and two thousand.
Meanwhile, Joni and Arip and the others in the other class. By late afternoon they had finished and collected donations. When they count in class. The fractions of a thousand and two thousands reached one million five hundred and sixty thousand rupiahs. When finished, the money is put back into one cardboard box. Then installed strong black isolative.
"Whoever goes in, God willing is a blessing." A girl friend in their class.
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THREE DAYS LATER.
"Don't Cross the Police Line" is written in two languages, English and Indonesian. Yellow lines surround the fire site.
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Yuzaka got off the grab car. He had previously paid the price. The grab car slowly left Yuzaka alone on the side of the road. Several motorcycles passed in the streets. But Yuzaka doesn't care. He keeps going down the street. Not long after he arrived at his destination.
"Police line." Yuzaka is full of question marks.
"Mother and charcoal." Those were the words spoken from Yuzaka's mouth. When he saw the expanse of ash and charcoal in the location where the rent was rented by Aram. Yuzaka suddenly became sad and his eyes glazed over. Yuzaka only found out that Aram's contract had a fire two days ago.
"Aram, how many trials of your life. May God also strengthen your shoulders to stand up to bear all these trials." Yuzaka's heart. Yuzaka sat for a while under a tree around it. As people passed Yuzaka asked about the fire and where Aram was going. People can tell about the fire. But I can't answer where Aram is going. Some say at the house of Mr. RT. When he arrived, Mr. RT said he had left yesterday morning.
Yuzaka lethargic carrying totebag I don't know what it is. He heard the Azaan from a mosque. So, he went to pray in the mosque. Many residents came to pray. Some mothers and girls also joined the mosque. Yuzaka joined himself and prayed together.
After the prayer Yuzaka is also still confused. What about him, what he has to do. After that, he decided to go back home. Several times he looked into the small bag that he was tenting from earlier.
Yuzaka again ordered a grab car online taxi. He's waiting on the terrace of the mosque. Inside the mosque was now beginning to be filled with children. These are children who will learn to teach.
"Sitt." A young man came in on a black beat motorcycle. When he opened the black jacket. The clothes are red and blue with the AF logo. Yuzaka watched the young man. And he remembers Aram telling me about brother AF. The young man took off his shoes and went to the ablution.
"Sister, wait." Call Yuzaka. The young man turned his head and he delayed going to the ablution.
"Yes, what's wrong with you." Asked the young man, he looked puzzled at not knowing Yuzaka.
"So I know Aram. Please give this to her." Yuzaka said, the young man smiled and he understood.
"Oh, his friend Aram's sister. Later brother convey. But not in a short time, it is difficult to find the child. Brother is also willing to give it to her." Answer the young man.
"It's okay, Brother. The important thing is getting to Aram." Yuzaka replied, the sound of car horns and Yuzaka hurriedly. The online taxi he ordered has arrived.
"Sister's name." Ask the young man half-screaming.
"Yuzaka." Yuzaka replied loudly to be heard, and he and closed the car door glass. The young man looked briefly at Yuzaka in the car and waved at him. The young man just nodded then went to the ablution. After the prayer he then interviewed with the mosque manager. Then document the data for his thesis research materials.
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ONE WEEK LATER.
That afternoon, Aram pushed a cart full of stuff. Luran and Figan sometimes help push. Luran carries a rooster by the way in clasps in the armpits. Areha was carrying a plastic bag containing clothes. Junka also tore Salika's clothes and her son. Deak walked slowly on the side of grandma. Salika holds her son, hooded in a towel. Protecting your baby from the sun.
"Tinn. tinnn." A full-blown shopping motorcycle passed by alongside their walking accompaniment. The horn rang loudly as the car passed. I don't know where they were going that day. For a week they have been moving. Sleeping in an empty store or building.
"Eakkkkkkkkkr. Eakkkk." Suddenly Salika was crying. Salika tried to calm him down. But the baby will not be silent. Grandma became concerned and approached Salika.
"What kind of sleep do you have." Salika said, sweat dripping from her forehead. Salika's feet were painful due to the long running blisters.
"He's overheating Lika." Grandmother said.
"Oh, cups. Trophies." Salika said while fanning her son with a piece of cardboard.
"Aram find a place to rest. The baby sister is hot like her." Call grandma, Aram turned his head and nodded. He recalled the location where he often searched for secondhand goods. Aram also remembered the location around.
"We go forward again. There is a rather quiet road there. Lots of shelter and we can rest." Aramaic. Grandma agreed, she took him back to walk. Grandma carried Deak to make the trip faster.
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