
Chapter 1
The story begins in a living room in the residence of a woman named Fitri Anggi Nita, with the nickname Fitrie, on a clear morning the sky was blue.
15 Minutes later, he was still engaged in a serious conversation with a young man, as the manner of speech and attitude of the two showed that they were quite familiar with each other. until arriving at the object of the language that seems serious.
DI started a question from Fitrie to the man, whose name was,
" Kak Aji...seven this from Jakarta came, just to ask about what kind of relationship we are ?"
" It's true Fit, I'm tired of living this routine that we do, only less than two days, fit a year. With no certainty who I am in your eyes."
" Yes friends.we're friends, aren't we ?"
" friend..friend said you. ?..Oh my God, not a hair I thought your answer would be like that, '" he said, "appropriate, this girl, every time I try to sit close, she always moves away, always so and so over and over again, sitting across." said the inner Word.
The appearance and status of this man is not below average, otherwise it will not be embarrassing for anyone, the man who when taking the woman to an official forum though.
Both have an uncommon advantage, without mentioning their flaws as 'Party' No one is perfect.
A moment later, "except Aji has answered a question that I will ask it is up to Aji.mau or not, either,
otherwise, yes already, until whenever we will still be friends like today, there is no problem and there will be no problem anyway brother..?" and Aji answered
" Yes a problem for me anyway, I'm almost three-headed, next month fit into three. Not a few of my peers have a family ."
even though the woman was, only 4 years apart from him, but Aji did not offend that far and continued,
" is that important to you, Fit..?"
" It is very important ... very important even, and it is already Pakem as an absolute condition that must be passed." he said
" Well, princess, what is the question, my lord?" Typal Ajie with a sloppy tone.
Fitri was like a lack of response to the joke, he overcame it with an attitude as if he wanted to start asking questions, but instead he covered his face with both palms by bending his body, aji waited patiently, in his heart asking, what would he ask....
And the moment he was waiting for arrived .
" Aji 'sister, earlier I apologized, for the thing that maybe Aji's brother did not like, '" looks like the girl's face is holding a burden.
Mental load seems to. Aji responded with her head alone, believing that it was enough in response.
" Don't be receding for you to ask that question, if it has become your basic principle..".
" Okay ..before I say thank you, for the greatness of your heart Brother ".
" Continue.." replied Aji briefly.
" Just right away..., has your sister ever been married ?" with a soft but clear voice in the man's hearing, even as if a Thunder, even more like the screeching of Lightning, but this in broad daylight, to make him stunned even for a moment. But it lasted only a moment.
These males do not grow and develop from the usual environment. Her father was a PAMEN ABRI in NKRI, and her mother a graduate of a women's skills school in pre-Indonesian independence.
With the upbringing of a kind of ABRI discipline in combination with the tenderness of a patient and wise mother, when becoming a Midshipman in a sailing college gets a good physical and mental sheen, so he grew up with responsibility and confidence.
At a time like this, not without a mature thought, nor was it due to a momentary shock.
He immediately answered the question, though,
" yes, I have been married," and.
" I'm sorry if my answer isn't what you expected, but.."
Not to mention that he continued his words, immediately the girl before him stood up and walked towards the main entrance to the House, and opened the door wide and said ;
"Sister.you are not a man without education, coming from among the respected also ".
Until there he was unable to continue the sentence he was about to say, only his hand was able to move as a signal for the man to come out and leave while saying ," go and never come back "
that sentence was forced to be spoken, too,
The shining eyes were beautiful, and the soft cheeks were reddened, which from the first to the second he admired, at this time at the request of the owner of those beautiful cheeks and eyeballs, he had to go away from him.
The girl closed the door, ran to the inside of the house, then disappeared in the hallway of the family room.
Meanwhile, Aji was standing outside the entrance, without waiting any longer.
He stepped towards the courtyard fence to walk towards the highway, on the sidewalk along the highway towards his parents' house.. Aji stepped her feet, which felt by her like she was not resting on the ground, light in body, as if only her body was currently stepping without a soul, as if she was walking without a soul, until some Ojek transportation service providers who are on standby at the base at the mouth of the alley, which he passed by offering transportation facilities, he did not digubrisnya.
He continued to follow the heart that seemed to be torn apart, "if only this body was not the Supreme God who made it, maybe it was in the yard of your house, Fit.. it's been strewn with flesh and bloodstains, that's my heart,"
so his mind says.
Sunlight that began to feel a little stinging for others in general, when it felt to him otherwise, shivering his body, suddenly
his memory returned to the events that took place only on the count of a few weeks had passed.
In one of the cafes located on the coast of the seaport city, Santos, Brazil. The dark tragedy of the night occurred, his presence in a country far away, when he was on a Tanker owned by a shipping company in the windmill country, the Netherlands, the Netherlands, who began a contract with Petro Brass, Pertamina his Brazil State, where he was there, he said, as one of the crew on the tanker who originally carried out interstate oil transportation services at that time, the ship was transferred to function, becoming a storage tanker facility..on the agreement of both sides, the owner of the ship on one side and the user, Petro Brass, on the other.
Ships that used to sail on European and Latin American routes, transporting oil from Brazil include La-Salina, Sao Paolo, or other oil ports to be brought to oil ports in Amsterdam or Rotterdam.
It is currently bound by the anchor chain and at the bow of the ship (front ) and the stern (back ).
This ship is functioned as a container of oil products from the surrounding oil fields, to be distributed to Consumers who take it with their fleet of Ships.
While the day goes along with the operation and activities of the crew who are accustomed to maintenance or repair work such as when the ship is sailing and when the Ship arrives at the destination port, the ship will be, the crew who escape the hours of duty go on a cruise with a destination according to their respective tastes.
There is another proverb locust other fish other ports also preoccupation. The proverb applies when the ship serves cargo transportation which is sometimes unexpected.
The head office is in control of where the ship must take the cargo and the port where the destination will be dismantled, it was once Aji Alami.
What was originally going to transport oil from Puerto De la Cruz in the Venezuelan region in the middle of the voyage suddenly changed direction to Punto Kardon, to be brought to Belgium, before the ship in the fox became a storage tanker, after undergoing
The routine of daily activities goes from that to that again, and the one seen along the eye looks only at the sea and the beach, visible from the deck of the ship, and the other, it will take 1 hour to go there, it is also with a mode of transportation in the form of boat service provided by the company for the weekend only, beyond that, the service is provided 24 hours per day for emergency purposes.
The saturation began to hit, the solution began to be sought. Found from sharing info that on the beach that can be seen without the help of tools, there is a Cafe called Paradiso that provides entertainment is quite good, when compared to restaurants or Bars, which is also very popular, which runs along the beach.
On the upcoming Sunday night, Aji gets a turn, a very good opportunity to enjoy a Sunday night at Cafe Paradiso which is said to be so Amazing news, "that's right, or is it just a rumor that was raised ?,"
he murmured, "this is a good and wonderful time."
Tonight this Sunday the Company's leadership provides entertainment to all of its crew members, to enjoy it with all the facilities on the responsibility of the company, so the contents of the telegram on the wall of information in the room where the crew rested, during a break for coffee.
The contents of the follow-up news are not interesting, namely the birthday of Queen Beatrix, who was greeted by the entire crew with a loud scream.
" Hore lives drunk!!!", so among the overflow of joy from some of the Ship's men.
Long story short, almost the entire crew including the Dutch Captain and other Navigation experts from Belgium and the Crew, who were entirely from Indonesia, welcomed with joy.
Without breaking the rules that the rest of the world of shipping agreed and obeyed.
According to the applicable Rules, if in ordinary circumstances, the total crew of the Ship, then 26 persons, at the discretion of the Captain and the company on the basis of International regulations, shall, only 16 people are allowed to leave the ship, assuming, if conditions and situations compel, the crew who stay, will be able to operate all emergency safety equipment.
Once again, those who numbered 16 had set foot at the entrance of Cafe Paradiso, greeted graciously by the owner of the Cafe directly, so knowing that the group this time was the crew and Captain, who was the owner of the cafe, from a tanker that has not long been operated in the oil field area there.
After being invited to take the position as desired, here the Captain who can honor to determine the seat and position that is considered comfortable for the crew, in the choice of two tables, in the choice of two tables, then it was convened into one with seats totaling twice 16. It is said that it was deliberately prepared for women as guides.
From light talk to soft drinks, medium-sized drinks like local beer to heavy-duty high-alcohol, different-leafed, are available on the table.
Some women both known by the owner of the Cafe and the immigrant women, who deliberately visited there to just spend the night Sunday, have spilled over.
Cigarette smoke and rhythmic samba music, mixed in the frenetic atmosphere of "Fever Sunday night", so said MC , conveying in English in combination with Spanish, Brazilian accent.
Dusk passed and the dark atmosphere began to dominate, the seats were deliberately arranged so that each crewman under the direction of the Captain of the ship as the Coordinator, had been filled by the guide woman, who was, except for the seat next to Aji's seat.
Whether coincidentally or not, the fact is that there are no more women who have been deliberately invited by the owner of the cafe to please their guests....