
Mr. Watanabe takes Anta, Ria, and Arga to meet the SAR team. There were Mr. Herdi and Tasya and the twins. They meet Ken Matsumoto. The tall, well-built man with flapy hair welcomed the presence of Anta and the others. He welcomed me kindly. However, after Anta and the others sat down, he started to show an unpleasant face.
"Look, Miss Anta, me and the team have given up because it feels like the crew and passengers of the Konoha Ship have certainly no survivors" he said in fluent English.
"No way! No way! You must be wrong. You can't stop. You should go back to searching!" Anta still insisted.
He then approached Herdi. Apparently since yesterday the man has been told the worst news that might happen to Arya. Only the miracle of God can help Arya.
"Father Herdi, what time would you like to spend like this? Anta can not meet the spirit of Arya. Anta believes Arya is still alive" said Anta.
Both of my eyes looked teary. She hugged Anta while crying.
"No way, Papa Herdi can't do this! Arya's alive, Pa! Papa Herdi, don't give up!" isak Anta's.
"Sorry, Miss. We have tried our best and our best with the strength we have given." Ken's trying to clarify again.
"No! You can't say that!" exciting Anta.
Tasya tried to calm Anta down. He asked Ria to bring the girl who was already screaming hysterically.
"ARYA! ARYA CAN'T DIE, RIGHT, MA?" pekik Anta was in Tasya's arms.
"Ikhlasin Aryan, Nta. We are also sincere," isak Tasya.
Ria also could not answer Anta other than with a cry. He could only hug his best friend tightly.
A woman and a man were galloping towards their child's body which was already filled with blood. His body had just been evacuated because it was wedged in the wreck of a boat squeezed into a rock.
"Nini, dear Nini you'll be fine, son. I promise you'll be okay." The woman clenched tightly onto that already lifeless, helpless weak body.
Likewise with the man who holds the body of the fifteen-year-old teenage girl. The two followed their son into an ambulance. Everyone who saw the two immediately ran over.
"My son, it's impossible to leave me, Dad. Nini can't leave us."
The crying of the couple grew louder and hugged each other. Then, he stepped towards the body of his daughter who was about to be put in the car. The father took over the body of his already lifeless daughter into his arms. He held her tightly, smelling the pale face.
"You know, honey, I love you so much. We love you so much, son." Her father was crying. While the mother was unconscious.
A SAR team reported to Ken. The body of the girl was just found by fishermen. So, they concluded that the other passengers will sooner or later be found dead.
Tasya asks Arga to contact Anan. Mr. Herdi is following Ken to take care of Arya's death warrant. Perhaps tomorrow will be a final ceremony on board. Families will sprinkle flowers into the sea in honor of the rest of the crew and passengers who have yet to be found.
...***...
That night, Anta had a dream.
Anta is in the hospital. He saw Arya's body being handled. As long as the doctors handled the young man's body, Anta continued to walk back and forth with a trembling body.
The heartbeat device shows a straight line. The doctors had made every effort to restore the handsome young man's heartbeat. But, it's all for nothing. Arya is gone. Anta cries hysterically by approaching and carrying Arya's body in her arms.
"Detach, Nta. Ikhlaskan Arya," said Dita.
"No, Mommy. We moved to the hospital. Arya can be saved, she must be alive, she's alive, Mother! Tell the doctor that Arya's alive." Anta still insisted.
Anan pulled his daughter's body. He hugged her tightly. There was nothing he could do but just calm his daughter down. God has taken it back.
The figure with the shroud wrapped had already descended into the burrow. Anta stared blankly at the body of the lover. He sat quietly by the side of the burrow, while Tasya and Herdi still wept with red rose petals after the figure of the Aryan pocong was buried in the ground.
The body was buried in the ground. Hysterical cries were increasingly heard accompanying the sudden departure of the handsome, cute, nosy, and jolly young man.
Flashes on the last day of Anta with Arya when she saw all the expressions of the lover's face twisted in memory.
Someone shakes Anta's shoulder and resuscitates the girl from Arya's funeral dream. Anta immediately clutched the figure that turned out to be Tasya.
"Mama Tasya!" he then sobbed, "thank goodness it was just a dream."
"Come, we'll have the larung ceremony for Arya. Then, we go home." Tasya rubbed Anta's back.
"You don't want to go home, Mama Tasya. Anta is still convinced that Arya is still alive. Anta wants to be here first."
"Until when, Nta? Release Arya!" isak Tasya's.
"A month or two until Anta believes Arya is dead. Now Anta believes she's alive" he said.
"Mother Dita has given permission, Aunt. Last night Anta called Mommy with her Yanda. I stay here nemenin Anta," said Ria who had just come out of the bathroom of the inn.
"Anta is stubborn, yes, exactly Dita." Tasya could only sigh deeply.
"Tante later if in Indonesia do not make tahlilan, huh? Make a study for Aryan doain. Once again Anta insists that Arya is still alive," said Anta again.
"Hmmm, okay. Mama Tasya cannot accompany you here. Papa Herdi has to work, and the twins have to go to school." Tasya then parted out of the inn room Anta and Ria.
Anta grabbed the frame frame containing the photo of the lover and then he closed tightly. Anta still remembers the bright smile of her lover. Arya's possessive and protective attitude is greatly missed.
Ria stared fixedly at her best friend. Anta definitely could not accept this. Arya is very young. The goal is to find a lot of money in order to get married and support Anta with enough. Same with Arga's dream of her. But it is not worth blaming God. God can't be so willing to take Arya again this time. God has not united Arya and Anta.
Anta regained her senses from her daydream when a delicate hand wiped her tears. Ria's figure stood before him. His round eyes glazed over to see his friend crying. Ria hugged her best friend tightly.
Anta tried hard to stop her crying. However, he again sobbed when he saw Arga who stood staring at the door of the inn room that opened. The man was also sad to lose his best friend. He is as broken as himself. Arga couldn't even look at Anta's face.
...*** CONNECTED ***...