
Yudi is still reluctant to return from Kampung Karang. He was with Yuna and Kadus, walking around the village. Of course want to see the atmosphere of Kampung Karang which although small but quite crowded. The life of fishermen who only rely on the catch of fish from the South Sea, but look peaceful and prosperous. The people of Kampung Karang, his life can be said to be prosperous.
Yudi and Yuna followed the footsteps of Mr. Kadus who took a tour of the village. Of course Mr. Kadus while showing the public facilities in the village, such as village streets, hangars, and public WC. Of course it's still very simple. It never even got a touch from the Local Government. Likewise the houses of the people, not much can be said healthy. The average house still uses a fence of woven bamboo, which is called Kampung Karang called 'house gedeg'. In front of his house hung fish nets, tools to catch fish in the sea. The people of Kampung Karang are still poor.
Yudi, Yuna and Kadus, walked slowly, tracing the outskirts of the terraces of the houses, which sometimes had to break the nets that blocked the streets. Many residents are sitting or hanging out on the terrace. Of course they looked at the three people who were walking near his house. And the center of attention is certainly Yuna. Yes, the Japanese girl must be very different from the women in Kampung Karang. Other than her narrow eyes, her pure white skin, Yuna did look very pretty. That is the attraction of people who pay attention to themselves along the way.
"Mbak Yuna ..." chirps one of the children who called Yuna.
"Hi ...." Yuna who was summoned immediately threw a wide smile while waving to the child who called earlier.
It was a pleasure for the boy to get a message from Yuna, who of course they liked because of her beauty.
"Mbak Yuna ..." call another child.
"Hi ...." Yuna is back. It must be with a smile and waving hands again.
Of course, the child who gets an answer and a wave of hands smiles shyly, even though his heart is happy. Other friends also called "Mbak Yuna", along the way.
Finally, along the way, Yuna was busy returning calls and waving her hands to please the children who started talking to her. There were even some children who followed Yuna from behind. Of course they want to be close to the girl who is seen as very beautiful.
Yudi was shocked when he looked back, the path followed by the children. There are a lot of kids who joke and laugh at each other.
"No problem, Yudi .. they are children. Let them play and have fun ..." Yuna told Yudi.
Hearing Yuna speak a foreign language, the children were more interested. This must be a stranger. So the kids say. Of course they will follow foreigners who come to his village. That's something interesting.
Even Mr. Kadus, when he heard Yuna speaking in a foreign language, he was also shocked.
"Sorry ..., if you may know, this Madam Yuna is not native to Indonesia, huh?" ask Mr. Kadus.
"Betul Pak Kadus, my wife is from Japan .... It just so happened to be betrothed to me." replied Yudi who preceded before Yuna said.
"Oi .... So Den Ayu is from Japan, to ..." said Mr. Kadus who was certainly surprised.
"Rubber, Bapak .... I'm from Japan." replied Yuna while bowing her body, a sign of respect.
"Kok can and want, Den Ayu Yuna is the wife of Bantul ...?" said Mr. Kadus who was still astonished.
"He's my boss, Mr. Kadus .... The boss who fell in love with his men. Hehe ..." said Yudi while smiling at Yuna.
"No, Mr .... Yudi is the boss .... I worked on the project yesterday Yudi. Once you see there are beautiful employees, the boss immediately has a crush. Hehehe ..." said Yuna who changed exploded and immediately laughed.
"Hehehe .... No problem Den Ayu Mbak Yuna and Den Mas Yudi .... The soul mate is a gift of God, whether the boss or the employee is important to love each other, love each other, so. That's God's anegerah. The important thing in a household can live in harmony, peace, peace and always blessed by God .." said Mr. Kadus gave input.
"The life of the people here fishermen, yes Mr Kadus?" ask Yudi.
"Yes, right. Everyone is a fisherman. So, the life of the people here depends on the season of sea. If the season is good, we can all go to sea to find fish. But if it's the western season, strong winds and big waves, we all don't dare to fish. That's our concern." Kadus told Yudi.
"Where are the fish sold?" ask Yudi again.
"There's a middleman coming here, taking our fish. This is also a problem, because residents here usually have borrowed money first to middlemen. So that the catch of fish, usually only get a little money, Den Mas ..." complained Mr. Kadus.
"If there's a fish auction?" ask Yudi again.
"Well ..., what was Den Mas ..., sort of a hut. The important thing is to buy fish. The place is there." replied Mr. Kadus while showing the place in question, then walked towards the place.
Yes, it is close to the beach. Close to the boats leaning on the river estuary. And when Mr. Kadus pointed towards the beach, there was a beautiful stretch of white sand, which was very wide and visible waves licking the beach.
Yuna looked up to see the beauty of the beautiful white sand beach. He remembered the time with Yudi stranded on the beach, but on the west side. While the landing place of fishing boats, is on the east side. Yana ran straight to the beach. Chasing the waves that hit the beach. Yuna jumped up in excitement.
Not just Yuna. It turned out that the children who had been following their path, came running with Yuna. They also play the waves. Basic beach kids, once taught to play the waves by Yuna, they are smarter and more nimble to play the waves. Even Yuna fell many times when hit by the waves, children actually jumped toying with the waves that chased her.
Yuna and the children ran. They look familiar, like they are playing with friends. They were soaking wet rolling with the waves, lying on a stretch of white sand. Yuna with the children of Kampung Karang, really happy to be able to play together.
"Pak Kadus ..., is there no school in this village?" ask Yudi.
"Not yet, Den Mas Yudi .... His school children are at SD Inpres, near the village. Children walk when they go to school. We are still poor, Den Mas Yudi .." replied Mr. Kadus.
Yudi. Sad to think about what has been said by Mr. Kadus. Of course, many problems are difficult to solve, difficult to solve, difficult to make ahead. Yudi was confused as to what to do.
Yes, it is not as easy as flipping a palm to change the fate of a village. But if no one wants to move to change, then forever the village will not change its fate. Yudi himself is not a resident of Kampung Karang. What can people do from outside the village? If it only helps, it is at most only for a moment. After that, they are the same as before. The only way to empower the people of Kampung Karang, yes directly involved in unlimited time until the village becomes advanced. But, is that possible?
"His son Kadus is still in school?" suddenly Yudi asked about his son Pak Kadus.
"Walah, Den Mas .., has no fee to send Den .... School is expensive .." replied Mr. Kadus.
"Well on ..., now it's work, sir?" ask Yudi.
"That's it, Den Mas Yudi ..., what kind of work if only Junior High graduates? Yes, follow the people here, fishing for fish, Den ..." said Mr. Kadus.
"If for example, my son took me to Nirwana Village, what could it be? Later I will teach to entrepreneurship, so that later if it becomes, let it develop its own village. How's it?" said Yudi who wants to invite the son of Mr. Kadus.
"Well, Den Mas ..., what's not a hassle?" said Mr. Kadus who was certainly embarrassed to be frank.
"No, Mr .... There are many friends there. He wants to work whatever he wants, as he wants, as he can. Don't worry, we will teach, we train and I pay" said Yudi who promised.
"Well, uh, Den Mas Yudi .... Maturnuwun sanget, Den Mas .." replied Mr. Kadus who was certainly happy his son would be given a job.
"But sleep in my place, you know .... Do not often go home, later the knowledge can not be. Especially from Kampung Karang to Kampung Nirwana is very far away. Get on the road." Yudi said again.
"Well, nggih, Den .... Now I don't go home, I want to tell his son, let's get ready .... Maturnuwun, Den Mas Yudi ..." said Mr. Kadus who is certainly happy his son will be invited by Yudi. He immediately returned home. The picture of Mr. Kadus, surely Yudi is a good and rich man. As told by Yuna, who said Yudi was the boss, had a project. Moreover, seeing earlier when dividing sarongs, snacks and money, surely Yudi was generous, not stingy.
"Please, Mr. Kadus .., I want to wait for the children who are still on the beach" said Yudi.
Yudi enjoys watching Yuna play with the kids on the beach, happy to see Yuna's excitement.
"Jude ...! Come on over here ...!" Yuna shouted out to Yudi who was leaning on the trunk of the coconut tree. Of course Yuna wants to share her happiness with her lover.
"Yes ...!!" yudi shouted in response to Yuna's call. So Yudi put his shoes under the coconut tree, stepped to the edge of the sea, approached Yuna with children who were chasing each other with the waves. Several times the waves came licking the white sand that was stepped on by Yudi's feet. Several times Yudi's feet were wet in the waves.
"Come, Yudi .., we play wave jumping. Look at this, every time a wave comes, we jump dodge. How high are our jumps, and how high are our abilities to avoid the waves. If we can jump as high as possible to avoid the waves, then our clothes are not wet. We race with the kids .... Hahaha ..." said Yuna who was happy with the game of the Kampung Karang children.
Of course Yudi was curious. So he came closer to where Yuna and the children were playing, wanting to try the beach children's game.
The first wave came, it was still small. They jump easily. Everyone can avoid the waves. The second wave came again. Still not big. They can still jump on the waves. No one has been hit by the wave.
"Yudi ..., come here .... Come close to me .... Hold me." said Yuna whose clothes were already wet. Of course it has been hit by waves many times.
Yudi approached Yuna. Yuna stretched out her hand. Wants to hold Yudi. Yudi also extended a hand. They both hold hands.
"Awas .... The waves are coming ...!" screaming kids.
They jumped, avoiding the waves. Yudi who does not understand very well how to play, of course when the wave comes, jumps behind. Then his body was hit by waves. Yudi fell to the beach. Yuna, whose hand was holding onto Yudi, also fell down. Yuna and Yudi rolled around on the white sand, drenched in waves.
"Haha .... Ma'am Yuna fell ..." the carefree laughter of the children who mocked Yudi and Yuna who fell in the waves.
"Amahh .... Judy ...." Yuna, who was lying on the white sand, resigned to Yudi.
Yudi knew what Yuna wanted. He wanted to get closer, then kiss his lips. Yudi rolled over on the sand, bringing his body closer to Yuna's. And several times rolling over, Yudi's body was already on top of Yuna's body. Yudi wants to do what Yuna wants, wants to fuck her lover.
However, at the same time, came another wave that rolled. The children shouted, "The baby is coming ...! The waves are coming ...! The waves are coming ...!"
Yudi and Yuna who were still rolled on the sand, were shocked. They immediately tried to wake up. But the waves came first. Finally, Yudi and Yuna fell back in the waves. His body was sprawled again, covered in the foam of the sea waves that hit him, as well as the grains of sand that enveloped his body. Yudi and Yuna make out between the sand and the foam.