Raffles
An empty building and a police dormitory

At 5pm finally the data processing and slide presentation for the last day was completed. Finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after almost a full day sitting in front of the laptop. My eyes have begun to water, because since morning staring at the laptop screen. But thank God at least tonight we can relax a little. The other squads began to leave the reading room one by one. Some deliberately end it for a day, tomorrow there is still time, they said. It's not that everyone has done their best today. After returning to the 2nd floor, we were ready to take a shower. Again the water did not flow. We had to bathe in the mosque again. Think of it at home, let's not be embarrassed to see people who stop by the mosque for prayer.Not to mention the soldiers in the dormitory of the army. Face wall aja, thick-face so Nuril called the term.

Many of us walked to the mosque. The afternoon air is always a tranquilizer. If in the past year the term connoisseur twilight has been as popular as now maybe we can include one of them. Halmahera's afternoon sky was beautiful. We crossed the road joking. Sometimes Nuril even closed her eyes, crossing because of the road. It seemed like the person who saw us had memorized those strange behaviors, the street was crowded with towels and toiletries.

We took a shower in the bathroom of the mosque. As usual, those who are obligated to pray are the ones who bathe first. Then me, Dea and Ayu will always be in the last queue. While waiting our turn, the three of us looked around the mosque. The soldiers who were training were seen from where we were standing. It seems like every day they are always training.

After the shower, we went back to the hall. It turns out that tonight there will be karaokean in the hall. Mr. Rolan had already rented a musical instrument and installed it in front of the reading room. It looks like tonight will be a long night.So soon we have dinner and after that Mr. Rolan invites for karaokean in the reading room page. There were many people, including the head of the hall. It seems like he had deliberately gone home longer because there was this music.

It turned out that the head of the hall was planning to hold the karaoke, he saw all of us like stress so took the initiative to rent out the karaoke set. Less good and what attention the head of the hall was to us. According to him, it is not only we who will remember the moment in the national park, but they as organizers and managers also want there are moments that can be used as memories with us there.Then the list of moments to be remembered increases one more.

One by one people began to dock towards the reading room page. Music began to play, the voice of Mr. Rolan and the head of the hall was heard singing old school songs. Even from the highway their voices were heard, so said the children who had just returned from praying and bathing in the mosque. It's okay that matters tonight all happy, who want to dance do not be shy, who have a good voice do not save, said Mr. Rolan. Let's see, it looks like this will last until morning. Nuril and Ulfa even want to lead a gemufamire gymnastics initiative. All right, let's just follow the plot. At first we just sat there watching people dancing and singing but eventually followed too.

Find a stall that sells yuk sandals, take me to Putra and Udin. Want to buy tea sandals? ask Udin. Not that I just remembered the dika nitip buyin sandals, had him missed at the resort he said, I replied. We also decided to walk further while looking for stalls or shops that are still open. It seems almost all are closed. It was almost 9 p.m. Until we finally arrived at a stall that happened to sell flip-flops."How many sir? I asked the guard of the stall. 17 thousand replied the father, I gave a piece of money 20 thousand rupiah on the father was multiplied by 3 thousand by him.

Expensive as well yes, in Jakarta usually only 10 or 12 thousand doang if the sandals begin said Putra when we had left the stall. The name is also far away bang, it is not a fare from Jakarta here expensive joked Udin. We arrived in front of a building that looked old. Although it was dark the tall grass in the courtyard of the building was clearly visible. The building seems to be no longer in use. Seen writing on the fence Makamah Agama North Halmahera. But it looks like the building was abandoned a long time ago. Not far from the building came the sound of people singing while running, but the singing was familiar to my ears.

Surely not far from the empty building was there a police academy.The cadets seemed to be having an apple night or training we did not know but when we passed from the front of the building was seen a group of people were the lines in the dimmer night only illuminated a little light.See also some people in police uniforms appear to be guarding the front guard post of the building. Maybe they are seniors, Udin said because while standing guard they seemed relaxed while smoking.

It is fitting that the lyrics of the song I heard were like familiar because during the ride in the mosque near the hall, the songs were also often sung by soldiers who were practicing. They call it yel-yel. Even from some of the songs there are also those that we often sing as yel-yel on campus, just have replaced the lyrics. Not much different from the soldiers we used to see training in the TNI dormitory near the hall, the lined-up police members were the same as the head plontos and blacks. Maybe because so often they are dried in the sun every practice. But their spirit seemed to be not exhausted, even though it was night.