2010 Merapi Explosion: News Scared the People

            “They said it would be the last life of Yogyakarta. Merapi would come to its greatness anger and turned Yogyakarta into the city of ash,” it was the thing that Endah remembers the most when she heard about Merapi explosion in last 2010. As we know, Merapi volcano that stands in Yogyakarta is an everlasting volcano. It will not ever died even it has had “heavy cough” for about 60 times.

            Even Endah comes from Bengkulu, that she explained usually has strong earth quakes, the Merapi explosion took his own part inside her mind. Having earth quakes in strength about 5 SR or even more will not frightened her anymore, but experiencing rain of materials from Merapi, seeing white ashes covers the road, and hearing thunder sound in the night, are things she had never imagined before.

            It was her first experience. She prepared nothing to face it. “I was so scared at that time,” she confessed. “I couldn’t go home, even I really wanted to go home when I saw news about it on television.”

            News on television, newspaper, were so exaggerate she said. They showed the worst time in Merapi repeatedly. Even the condition had been better, they kept reported it. Not only that, some people tried to guess and spread bad rumors about Merapi.

            “I remembered so well when a news program in a television even dared to say that Merapi would have a big last eruption and sank Yogyakarta in ash. They put mystical elements to their news, feeding us with scary news. You know what kind of scared they made to a person who had first experience of it like me, don't you?” She said.

Strengthen Whisper

I tried my best to hold on the flood of tears which forced its way out from my eyes. After all the things that I had never imagined before struck me exactly on my face, I had no idea what I should do, where I should go, and even whether I should continue my life. I saw his back disappearing from my sight, I felt the Angel of Death pulled my soul trough my head.

I needed an advice. But from whom?

I saw his car slowly going away from the parking lot. My heart forced me to stand up and run after him to stop the car, but my brain told me not. We had been over.

I needed someone to talk to. But whom?

His hand was stretched out from the car window to give some money to the parking guy. The hand that used to hold mine in the cold night, the hand that used to feel so fit on mine, the hand that I used to believe, that would have been the one to put a ring on my ring finger.

I couldn’t hold on the tears anymore. My hand lost her partner, my heart lost the love, my body lost the soul, and I felt so empty.

I needed somewhere to bury my grief.

But where? I needed a place. I asked the brain to give me one name, but it couldn’t do anything else besides playing all memories about him.

I needed a place. Anywhere.

I would come there, and even if I wanted to bury the grief, I should bury myself also.

I told the brain to stop the memory player. I forced the eyes to stop the tears. However, they ignored me. I closed the eyes, leaned the body, took a deep breath, and feeling the hot tears that fell down slowly on the cheek. Suddenly, the tears turned cold. The wind blew, trees swung. Suddenly I heard a sound from my brain. I put things into my bag, and took the car key.

I knew where I should go.

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