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The sun was bright,
burnt every spot of my bare skin. Lulled by the wind and gently wave, swung at
the cradle of Poseidon’s Kingdom, I was awake in this lullaby’s world.
It was very quiet
without the sound of the boat’s machine “dukdurukduk”.
We “Lost”!
We knew where we went
to, but the machine didn’t work at all. We were in the middle of somewhere
between Sunda Strait and Indian Ocean. Second turned to minutes, and minutes
turned to hours, and we were still looking at the same spot of sky. Some of us
were fell asleep to their own journey to utopian world and some just sat, felt
the Apollo eye burnt our skin with the blue color of the sea as the edge of our
sight.
“DUK … duk … dukduruduk
dukdukduk” the sound of the motor cracked the silence and Thank God, finally we
continued our trip to Peucang Island – Ujung Kulon National Park (from Taman
Jaya Village).
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