Love Stay Here
Trapped by Storm

Three weeks later.

A sea ship is sailing the vast Sunda Strait in the dark sky. Not because of the night. Unless bad weather is brewing.

The ship, whose scheduled departure was delayed by the storm, was decided to sail along with 19 other ships when the weather was known to improve. But just 20 minutes away, the sky darkened with a scroll of black clouds paddling.

High waves are back. The crew was busy lowering all the anchors that their respective ships had. The entire ship gathered into a circle in the middle of the ocean to be able to survive in the midst of the ferocious waves.

Some of the other crew members were busy distributing floats to each passenger. No one was spared, including the babies. All prepared for the worst possible events that will happen next.

The roar of thunder accompanied the torrential rain in the middle of the day. The waves continued to show his unfriendly impression. High, until it touches the top floor of the ship, scream the water onto the deck.

The ship that kept swaying further created a rowdy panic in the room filled with passengers. Each hand holds on to whatever can be held. There are those who insist, some who strengthen their feet to stand. But the face of anxiety and fear was clearly visible on every human face on the ship.

Each face displayed tremendous anxiety. Fear of death that could happen in plain sight. Every heart ceaselessly prayed and hoped, the weather would calm down again and they survived the ferocity of nature.

Wanting to tell the family can't. Signal devices are very dangerous in these conditions. Only walkie talkies and old-fashioned mobile phones can be used to communicate now. However, who still has a old-fashioned phone in this modern age? Everyone is already using android with all the advanced features as support. But at a time like this, it meant nothing at all.

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"Bang, said Kirana, Mbak Sekar had left for Jakarta since yesterday afternoon, you know. But how come this hour hasn't come yet, huh?" satya said to her brother in the family room that afternoon.

Bima was surprised to hear Satya say, "Who did you say?" ask her to her foster sister.

"Nih, Kirana was the one who said it," Satya replied as she raised her dress up as if showing from there the origin of the information.

"But Sekar does not ngabarin, Brother," muttered Bima. His hand was busy dialing his wife's mobile number, but failed to connect. "Out of range" exclaimed the man somewhat in panic when repeatedly contacted but always answered by the ship operator.

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Sekar sat quietly on the deck floor of the ship while continuing to pray for the safety of this ship which means all passengers will be safe. Yes, Sekar is now one of the passengers of the ship that was caught in a storm in the middle of the Sunda Strait.

In a crucial moment like this she remembered Bima, her husband. She did not say goodbye to her husband to travel even though it was back to her husband. She forgot her obligation as a wife to always ask permission from her husband when going out of the house. And this was the result, he was trapped in a life-threatening condition.

"Yes, Allah forgive the disobedient servant to the husband of the servant. I shouldn't have left without her permission. Please save the life of the servant in order to be filial to the husband of the servant," Sekar continues to honor with endless requests.

The waves are a little quieter. He got up to look out of the ship. He must be careful in stepping, there are many items scattered on the floor of the ship, due to the ship that continues to sway strongly.

It looks beyond the many ships that come together at one point. They understood that if this was not the case, most likely their ship could have been turned upside down. Luckily, the entire crew was very alert. Until they are in no worse condition.

Now go back inside. Her cell phone came out of the bag, but was afraid to use it. His heart is broken, how do I tell his family that my current situation is worrying and needs prayers from others? The white hijab girl could only hold her phone with an anxious and agitated look on her face.

"You want to tell the house guy?" ask a shipwreck to him. Sekar looked at the man in the orange uniform and nodded. "It's wear, call your family and ask them for prayers for the safety of the ship and all the passengers" the man said, handing him a mobile phone.

With a vibrating hand, Sekar pressed the number button on the phone. Not how long the call was connected.

"Assalamualaikum," Sekar began his conversation on the phone.

"......................."

"Hello, Mas Bima, it's me Sekar" said the girl after someone answered her greetings.

"......................."

"Yes, Mas I am now on my way to Jakarta," Sekar held back his tears but failed, he cried stifled. "The ship I boarded was trapped by a high wave in the sea. The weather's bad, so the ship still can't keep sailing."

"......................."

"Please pray of all, yes. I'm sorry for all my mistakes so far. And if I don't survive, please let me know. Assalamualaikum," Sekar hung up his phone.

"This, thank you, yes," said Sekar when his hand returned the old-fashioned phone. The black-clothed phone faded and the button almost sunk. Without a camera let alone advanced features supported by high-resolution cameras. This phone came into existence in the 2000s. Jadul. But it was precisely this plight that could save them in a crucial moment like this.

"Patience and do not break up praying, we do not know until when this storm will end. Our ship is out of the circle. That means it can lose and drown if it is not strong enough to withstand the strength of the storm," said the man, he explained without being asked.

"Is it still a long time?" sekar asked, his eyes staring at the man at a glance.

"It usually occurs between four to ten hours. It's only been five hours and the weather is still dark, it could be a long time" the man said.

"You look calm, is it common to deal with weather like this?"

The curly-haired man laughed, "Of course I'm used to it, I've lived fifteen years at sea. Storms like this are still not much when compared to six years ago in the Indian Ocean. But even so, we must continue to pray and hope. Because without a storm, the ship could be wrecked."

Sekar began to feel hungry, he missed his lunch time due to the storm. Actually there was a delivery of food just now and Sekar had already received it. Your mind is scared and scared to make his brain not respond to signals from the stomach that say if he is hungry and needs to eat. Now that the waves had calmed down enough, he felt that forgotten hunger.

It was not a moment of time spent above the sea back then. It was 8 hours after the storm. Luckily they finally survived because of the ship's circle formation made by the captains.