Guest house: The Last Fight - Final
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The police officers were busy keeping an eye on the Marina Bay lodge. They forbid villagers who want to take a closer look at what happened there. While some medical officers kept coming in and out of the basement at the inn. They brought some stretcher with white cloth. The sea breeze momentarily opened the cloth. There is a human skull. (Read: Part 13)
Captain Ricky approached me. He saw my confused face. Ricky then explains their findings in the dungeon, including human skulls.
"There are four bodies there, probably long dead, possibly also the victims of the Pacific war.We also found some military uniforms there, it is a former bunker that serves as a prison," said Captain Ricky explained to me. I'm still confused. My wife too. We never expect to stay above the "graveyard".
Ricky then took us to the police station. He said these findings should be investigated further. Moreover, these bodies have long "reside" there and no one told the local authorities.
Thanks to me, Ricky said, all the bodies were found. Ricky suspects that their relatives may be waiting for his return after the war is over. "Who knows?"
I just nodded. Actually this could be an interesting writing for my travel reports during the holidays. But I have promised my wife not to work during this vacation. Ricky also asked me not to publicize incident while at Marina Bay to keep tourists interest to their place.
Ricky then advised me to pack up. Moreover, the current inn was forced to close for the sake of investigation. I agree. Yusuf then approached me. He had found lodging for us in District 2.
At 12 AM we arrived at the inn in District 2. This inn is right on the "lips" of the strait. The soundsystem sounded frenzied. I suspect the tourists are partying.
My family got a room on the third floor. Our room looks was clean and fragrant. The mattress so soft. The bedding is light blue. My favorite color. My wife smiled. She laid the children while chanting shalawat. "Pity them. A full day can't rest," said my wife.
She said, had long wanted a holiday with this situation. Not like in Marina Bay that just seems like in the interior. My wife loves traveling when young. But her began to be overwhelmed to travel and challenge the outdoors when her had two children.
As my wife put our children to bed, I changed clothes. Then grabbed a handphone and a pack of cigarettes. "I sat on the balcony for a while," I told my wife. She nodded.
I opened the balcony door made of glass. Fresh wind caressing my face. Far away there, visible lights flickering from the fishermen ship. They are looking for fish at the Malacca Straits. Among the fishing boats were also seen a luxury cruiser ship. I suspect it belongs to an elite tourist who is on vacation on the island of Marina.
I enjoying the atmosphere on the balcony of the inn directly overlooking the Malacca Strait. If only the government of Aceh is able to conjure tourist spots like this, then we don't need all the way to the country. The Aceh nature is actually better than Marina island. The sea and beach at my country is still a lot of virgins. I'm sure, if these tourists on going to Aceh, they would prefer Aceh more than Marina.
The phone's voice then rang. It turns out Yusuf calling. He immediately returned to the hospital after ushering us to the District 2 inn. I thought, Yusuf want to give some information about the condition of Engku. I hope he's all right.
"Assalamualaikum. Where is Yusuf?"
"Waalaikumsalam. How are the District 2 condition? is it fun?" Yusuf ask.
"Alhamdulillah, this is much better than Marina Bay, and here I am seeing very crowded with tourists, I see them prancing around on the beach, the bule," I told Yusuf. Bule is our term to tourists from Europe, America and Australia are white. I don't know where this term came from.
"Hahaha ... You have to really focus on the holiday now, all the problems have been resolved, the condition of Engku has also improved, he's aware, Oh yeah, tomorrow you go to the police station?" Ask Joseph again. It is true, I have promised Captain Ricky to report the incident of drunkard attacks to the police station tomorrow.
"Yes, of course. Hopefully tonight we'll be all right."
"Okay then, tomorrow we go to the police station together. The Engku's family also intends to go to the police station tomorrow. We meet there okay. You know the address?"
"I'll check again on the map," said me.
"Well, happy to rest, Wassalamu'alaikum," Yusuf said again.
"Waalaikumsalam."
The full moon is looks like a big smile in the sky. The stars also happyness around the "goddess night". I saw the reflection of the moon at the sea of Malacca Strait. Very beautiful. I want to spend time on the balcony until the morning arrives. But I have to go to the police station tomorrow, to officially report the incident with the drunks.
I opened the balcony door. I'm seeing my children and wife have fallen asleep. They are completely exhausted.
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Our days on Marina island went smoothly. We spent our holidays with the family in a happy. All the problems were over and Captain Ricky took over all the investigations. He's a good friend to travelers like us.
Yusuf's had returned to the mainland two days ago after accompanying us to report to the police station. He took the car we rent for a week. While Yusuf's car lent to me, so we don't to bother when returning to the mainland.
"Before we get home, we'll stop by the Engku house. What do you think?" I'm ask to my wife.
"Sure, I agree with that suggestion. When we get there? Day or afternoon?" My wife ask.
"When we leaving for the port, afternoon."
The sun began to tilt westward. My wife and children are ready to take to pack. All the pack to return also has been arranged neatly, from dirty clothes to souvenir are ready.
I put everything in the trunk of the car. Hand over the inn keys and get ready to go to Engku's house. The children followed with my wife. They look happy to take out the balloons helium-cruise shape's colorful. "Everything ready?"
"Reaadyyy...!" My family answered, including our little girl who was just talking.
I smiled. Turn on the cars and will going District 3. The Engku house is in District 3, located a few dozen yards from Marina Bay. To get to this district, we traveled through the coastal route. Along the way, we saw a lot of sailboats tourists stop at the dock. Some tourists are also seen carrying skateboard. "Just like in a Hollywood movie," my wife said. I'm laughing. The children laughed too.
At 3:00 AM we arrived at Engku's house. There, was seen the man's wife picking grapes. She's smiled at our arrival. "Come on, please sign in."
I saw Engku still having trouble sitting in the guest chair. But the condition is much better than the previous days. Engku is a tough guy. Despite losing a lot of blood during yesterday's stabbings, but he was able to survive. Actually, Engku is former thugs in mainland. But he has abandoned that the old habits, and now more succumbs.
Engku's wife service us with coffee. He mentioned that the coffee is a genuine powder from Aceh. "Gayo Arabica Coffee. You're would like this, gift from Joseph," Engku's wife says.
I smiled. It's been a week not enjoying typical Aceh coffee. The cloud of smoke coming out of this coffee cup seemed to tickle my nose to drink it immediately.
Engku amused to see my behavior. He then invited us to taste his wife's coffee. "Take a drink and take some timphan. My wife learned a lot of how Acehnese cake from Yusuf's wife so my wife purposely made this menu when she knew you wanted to go back to Aceh," Engku said.
"Wow, so troublesome you, we do not know how to repay your kindness," said me.
"Oh, forget it. Well, brother Yusuf is my family too. I owe it to Yusuf, I should have taken care of you during the holidays here. But unfortunately, I want to help you over here, but I am even struck by a disaster like this," Engku said, when is remember the incident a few days ago. (Read: Part 8)
"Don't think about that, the first priority is you're okay right now," I told to Engku.
We spent up to 40 minutes at Engku's house. Until finally, my wife reminded the departure schedule of the ship to the mainland. I finally said goodbye to Engku. He smiled and apologized again could not accompany our vacation on the island of Marina.
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Time seemed to run so fast. We arrived at the harbor and almost left by the ferry to the mainland. Fortunately the officers at the harbor saw our arrival. He quickly blocked the entrance to the ship, and let our car ride. "Finally arrived."
I saw that the ship parking lot was full. "The holiday season is over so many tourists are coming home today," said the ship's officer. He delivered it, after seeing me who was confused parked the car on the hull of the ship.
My wife and the children were upstairs to see our seats. I was about to catch up with they're after 20 minutes have trouble of the parking a car. But suddenly someone calling me. "Hey you stop there!"
I am surprised. The voice was firm. Who's calling. I looked at right and left. No more people on the hull. While the parking attendants have gone upward since last.
"Why are you stupid? I'm here!" The voice resumed noise in the ship's hull. While the siren of the ship sounded twice as a sign of departure.
I looked up at the truck parked by a few cars in front of me. Apparently the voice belonged to the man-long haired drunkard. He escaped from a police, and will was about to the mainland.
The man jumped onto the floor of the ship. He approached me with a long knife. "Damn!" I think the problem will came back to me now.
"I see how you fight at Marina Bay, here I challenge you to duel, live or die," said the long-haired man. The man took a stand to attack. (Read: Part 9)
I panicked a moment. I'm not ready to serve such a reckless person. But, seconds later the sea breeze caressed my face. I feel calm. My mind became the focus the long-haired man's movement. The knife he was holding was slow. So was the man's step as stuck for a split second. I studied footsteps and hand movements the enemy. As he approached, my right foot attacked his stomach. The man's step was stifled. He coughed. Fresh blood flowed from his mouth.
The man stepped back two steps and prepared to attack again. This time he is more shrewd. He attack with right foot and continue with knife prick. My stomach was almost punctured by the man's knife. The clothes I wore were torn.
The man really wanted to kill me. He looks eager to attack me. This time he played close. I have to deal with the man's moves. This man does look understand how to fight. But he made a mistake. When I was pressed, he was very eager to stab a knife to my body. So he forgot, there is a ladder on his left side that I can use as a foothold. I step on the step with my right foot. Then remove the left leg kick into his neck. He staggered a few steps.
I took advantage of this moment to grab an iron barrier in a truck. I using it as a weapon to block the long-haired man's blade. This time the drunkard was pressured. I trapped the man to the side of the ship. The blade escaped from the grasp. Then I leaned on an iron rod that stood perpendicular, and kicked the long-haired man into the sea.
The ship kept going. No passengers saw our fight. I grabbed my handphone from my pants pocket. Searching of Captain Ricky's number and telling the fate of the long-haired young man. "Leave it to me, we happen to be at the dock, thank you for the help," Ricky said from across the phone.
I took a deep breath. My life is safe. There were only a few cuts on the arm. But not so bad. I headed for the car. Take the cloth to wrap the wound. Then I changed clothes so that my wife would not worry about seeing my shirt tear in the abdomen.
When I finished I went upstairs. Looking for my family who had been waiting for me. My wife waves her hand in the tenth row seat. I went to him.
"How long have you been in a car park?" My wife asked. I just smiled and sat near him. The ship has been in the middle of the Strait of Malacca.
Left and right only visible wide ocean stretches. A short message broke my daydream. " Thank you, drunkards have been caught. He's dying and wobbling in the sea," write Captain Ricky in message. I just smiled and then rose to the side of the ship. From a distance seen Marina island that increasingly smaller. [] (The End)
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