Nariswari - Toll Road to Love
Swallowed Liquifaction
Welcome to Sultra.
Yeah, that's my life scenario. Who is the best person to marry a rich man? It was my mother and my brothers. If I can choose, I want to live a simple life with a simple man. And he's loyal, that makes me happy. But my brain has been systemized, must marry a rich man-thank you-gratitude-gratitude if he is handsome, if you want to be happy! The point! Dead price!
I exhaled heavily. Is there still a chance? Then bowed.
Sure was!
I just want to be a good wife. And try to forgive everything.
My family lived too long. Make me materialistic. And now I'm relieved to know this philosophy of happiness in life. And people are still looking for that happiness. They think they are treasure. A treasure that people still adore.
"Natan Company again collapsed. If he's broke. I'm afraid Mimi won't be able to stand with him. Please June, as Natan's brother, as my friend, please help her secretly, you can borrow your friend's company name and work with Natan's company."
Jun thought for a long time, fell silent, then finally nodded heavily, "You. Why do you want to help him?"
"Don't know!" answer's short. What's clear, I don't want him running into booze and then dying on it. Even though I want to repay him. Nathania. Let him go bankrupt. The episode came back. Why am I still helping Nathan after all the crimes he's done to me?
I don't know!
I'm just gonna be the new me.
I was also preoccupied by the organization of women followed by my brother and supported by Mamak, the goal is to improve the welfare of households in each region, by providing services and assistance. It turned out that even though my brother matre, his social soul was high. Fortunately I was like a fruit falling not far from the tree. Who follow their actions.
Sharing happiness is the definition of happiness too.
Many of the simple families, who tested less treasure, but they were happy. I am glad I could help them. And if our organization still needs funds, I use the money in the ATM that is always there, and quite a lot. Every month is always filled. Though my honor is so thin, yes, I freelance in the marine ministry, helping with my brother's duties as a consultant.
Where did the mysterious money come from? Certainly not a squeeze! It's 2018! Nathan must have transferred it. That man is black and white. I was in shock to reject it, but here I need to, finally wear it. The family was surprised, why can I buy a lot of good food with a mediocre salary?
The women's organization program that I participated in was like holding a debriefing of materials such as tips on being a great wife and mother, about family nutrition intake, healthy living, and being an independent woman. Hearing the materials that Bu Marwiah conveyed, as a psychologist, who also studied nutrition, made me rustle, want to be a wife and mother as exemplified by him. But, not with Natan, of course I have to have a new life.
The event was held in Trans Towua, Baula, in Kolaka Regency. The building in Trans Towua is wooden materialized, which is designed in the form of 1-story huts in the style of a stilt house, which has wooden columns, as a support foot of the building. Interesting view. Green trees in the corner and flanked by ponds contain various types of freshwater fish, which can be consumed, and of course fried or burned first. This makes the food here more delicious, because the basic ingredients are still fresh.
In addition to the provision of basic materials, also activities for-sharing, and entrepreneurship training. Divide the basic food to meet the nutrition of the family who really only eat noodles and rice almost every day. I was touched. It was a time when students were like this. Today eat onion chicken noodles, tomorrow makassar coto, tomorrow special chicken, or if really kere, I can eat rice just like crackers. Then, my roommate saw the black and white scene live, and the ending she offered me a sardine.
Being entrepreneurship training for women is so important, she can help her husband or if her husband runs to another woman, the woman does not have to live hanging around, she could prove to her husband how great she was, being able to be independent. Finally, the husband bites a finger because he is not loyal. Basic men! I smiled bitterly. Remembering my historic events.
Fortunately my family has talent. They can act well. When neighbors and distant families asked, why did I go home? Where is my handsome husband? They're good at finding excuses like he's got projects abroad. Why long? Why didn't I come? The project was indeed a long period of time, and he just said I could not live abroad. If they ask, have they met again? LDR, right, danger? Then it will be answered already, me and Nathan communicate via video call. And, I asked Natan not to expose her activities with Mimi in the dumay, so that the distant family could not detect the flaw in my relationship, until Natan legalized the lawsuit.
Apparently in the world of white politics for my area, human resources are arguably a bit rare, meaning that really wants to advance as a leader just to benefit the welfare of the community, not for the benefit of one-sided.
Similar to the feminist organization program that I participated in, in addition to taking sospol or sosmed classes, meetings, rakorwil, this political party also often performs humanitarian actions, such as for-for-all of every house, on the street, and in the street, or they open a community independence training class, learn together about morals, or hold a charity concert.
And as a former employee who once played behind the scenes or skated in the world of websites. I became a social agent, as a cyber army, creative content maker, copy writing, to campaign for these activities in dumay.
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September 2018.
september 28th became history, for the people of Central Sulawesi, three natural disasters occurred at one time, earthquake, tsunami, and liquefaction. Even me and my family in Kolaka, SULTRA, felt the earthquake, happened twice, and the largest, when 18.02 WITA.
And it turns out that in central Sulawesi, the condition is very severe, there was a 7.4 ritcher scale earthquake. Said my friend who managed to survive, the ground they stepped on suddenly shook strongly, the streets split like waves, and the buildings began to collapse.
Even in the Petobo suburb, the ground instantly changes like suction mud, it devours buildings, engulfs humans into the ground, the strength of the land that loses its carrying capacity so that it is unable to support anymore.
18.05 WITA in Kolaka, we were still shocked by the earthquake, then saw the news in the WA group, according to BMKG, that there was a tsunami warning. After that, news on TV broadcast that the Institute estimated the sea waves reached 0.5 to 3 meters. Then, about 3 to 6 minutes later, Palu was hit by waves as high as 6 meters. The distance was only 10 minutes after the earthquake, and a tsunami occurred.
The cause of the earthquake, because the plates of the earth are colliding with each other. It has a fatal effect because this area is close to the homes of residents. There were at least 500 aftershocks in Palu, most of which were not felt by residents.
The aftershocks caused by the 7.4 SR earthquake formed waves as high as 6 meters, and the long and narrowing shape of Palu bay caused the speed and height of the waves to increase.
And the liquefaction in the Balaroa housing estate, which houses 1,333 houses, caused the earthquake that caused the land to lose its bonds, dissolving like water and flowing, bringing the buildings and vehicles on top of it along. About 1,700 homes have been swallowed by the earth. According to the National SAR Agency, there are hundreds to thousands of people buried directly in the ground.
We really got into action after the accident, collecting donations, from street to street as well as during the meeting. Friends in Java including Jun started asking me - except for Natan, whether he disappeared like a victim of liquefaction.
I'm grateful. Grateful for June's kindness, be our benefactor. We also woke up people whose hopes were buried, when all his family was swept away by the tsunami. Or drown in liquefaction, crushed by ruins. In between life and death, friends who went directly to the CTF reported about the conditions of the post-disaster areas, while I did not come, because Mamak forbid me.
As for June's assistance is really valuable in the eyes of the people of Palu, Donggala, Sigi and surrounding areas, we are working with one of the parties to establish three posts in different areas, we are also side by side with humanitarian agencies. Even foreign countries helped make donations, such as America, France, Czech Republic, Switzerland, Norway, Hungary, Turkey, Australia, South Korea, Saudi Arabia, Qatar, New Zealand, Singapore, Thailand, and many others, Japan, India, China and the European Union.
On the other hand I feel like the more days, June is getting better. How not, what he contributed to me was enormous in number. As many as 50 million are transferred directly to my ATM. I wonder how rich June is. In order to be able to help with donations, we had to work several days such as entrepreneurship selling ice, cakes, snacks, fruit, books, pins, clothes, and stickers.
June is different. In the past he always defied from the company to be alone. Alone to Ungaran mountain, Brown Canyon Meteseh, Penggaron Forest, Bandungan, Nglimut Kendal Pine Forest, and other quiet places, which are possible to meditate and hide. Not anymore, you could say he went to the office quite often. Although he likes to be alone. Sure was!
And I—you remember, sometimes asking about the condition of the company Natan-who actually did not want to know. And, I was relieved when the answer was as I expected.