The Underwater Palace
Trying to see the past

“You don't want to go to college?” ask Abah.

I shook my head, “not Bah, just work. Can get money,” sahutku.

“Already looking for info, there are many campuses that are cheap payment. Abah does not want you to live like Abah and your late mama.”

“But what is Aya's job? Aya also still wants to work Bah,” sahutku.

“There is still time. Next year you can decide.”

I really wanted to go to college, but I didn't want to leave this job either.

'Looks like I should be diligent about putting my money aside, ' my inner self.

Today I got a turn for a day off, I used my time to relax and fish.

Usually I fish next to my uncle's house, which is none other than my brother. I walked casually towards my uncle's house which is located approximately 200 meters from my house while carrying a small bucket and fishing rod from bamboo.

When I saw there were many people fishing with a variety of tools from traditional to modern.

I walk on a footbridge (a small wooden or plank walk, usually made on a calm river or swamp), after getting the right position I sit down and put the bait.

While fishing I remembered the story of my grandmother about a Dutch ship that sank in the river next to my uncle's house.

I was curious and tried to see if it was true what the grandmother had told me. I tried to feel with a longer strand (fishing) because I brought two pieces.

Until my fishing touches something.

'Is this the wreck of his ship?' my thinking.

'Can I see the incident?' my inner.

“Try it.”

I snorted annoyedly, “It could not be if it appeared it was silent and don't surprise me!”

“Yesterday I was quiet, but you were also surprised. Then I should how?” Atmajaya.

I scratched my head, “doesn't need to be discussed. Can I see past events?” my many.

“How to do?”

“Niatkan in your heart in earnest. Request permission in advance,” says.

“Whose name?”

“Sama your Lord. Everything you have is a gift from your Lord.”

“Yes too yes. He-he-he,” I chuckle.

Because I was so curious, then I tried it I sighed while closing my eyes and asking permission wholeheartedly.

'Oh Allah. You are the owner of the entire universe and its contents, allow me to see the history of this ship.’

I opened my eyes slowly, and it was true that I was taken to a long time before I was born. 

Not too many houses, even in front of me now was such a vast expanse of river.

'this is how it used to be? The river is very wide mana clean, ' my mind.

In those days there were still many jukung (small boats without machines), even their clothes were not like in my day, women my age were seen wearing kebaya-like clothes in the past there were also those who only wore bahalai cloth (pull cloth) wrapped around his body.

I stood up and walked over to look around, there were a lot of Dutch people. It's true said grandma if next to uncle's house used to be a pier.

I also listened to their words. 

“Ga weg!” the Dutchman said in uniform to the people who blocked his path.

But the residents did not understand what the Dutch man was saying.

One of the men who got off the boat whispered to the man.

“Pardon! (Sorry), can you please step aside?” he said with his typical Dutch accent.

The citizens immediately turned away from there so that the Dutch soldiers could pass.