So Close

Last saturday, May 27, was a horrible day. Right, it's the day when the earthquake blasted our city, Jogja. The morning, where i wasn't sleeping even for a while, i got myself down to kaliurang street, for a breakfast. Too early to breakfast actually, it's just few minutes before six in the morning. Hungrily i stuck at the food seller in front of Gading Mas Minimarket to got my breakfast. Got what i want, i went back to the house. Almost there, i felt a huge vibration from earth. It's felt stronger and stronger, as i tried to stand on these tremble. Pretty cool, i thought, as hundreds birds flew from those trees i face. Stronger and stronger, as i thought it must be almost a minute this earthquake went. I started to got more serious with it when the elecric wires start to broken off with the flame in every broke it did above my head. Minutes later, the sleepy citizen who already woken up by the earthquake, came out to the street, almost gazed at Mount Merapi at the north, which had predicted to erupted soon. Everyone's guess the mountain made the quake, as it vomit its big hot fog, but i felt that it wasn't the cause. I felt the shiver came from the south. My instinct was sharp enough for something like this, actually.

Almost eight, when everyone's already forgot the quake hours before. I'm on the way to back home from bought the day's newspaper on my motorcycle when everyone on the road made the race against me. It's panic mass i face. What happened, i wonder, as i asked a woman what's going on. Tsunami, she said. I dont believed her, on a moment. But why not? Maybe the earthquake at the morning made it.In aceh, the sea water went up to the city for 20 and more kilometers far from the sea, eventough Aceh was mountains area. Why not? The panic situation made me hurry too. Pick my sister up, i, with thousands citizen took an exodus to higher place, the way to kaliurang, the foot of Merapi. The situation made me a bit of scary. Stuck on the road that filled by thousands people i saw some girls and women had cried. Some got theirself ran as they whispered some prayer. Some with the worry face tried to carry his family. Some shout to God,"Allauakbar! Allahuakbar!". Other scream that the overflow water was on Bantul, and so on. I just couldnn't stop said the Lord's name in my mind. Allahuakbar. Allahuakbar. There's a thought in my mind, i AM hate this city, but i didn't want this sinners ended like this. Still, in the crowd of people scream i thought "how if i die here?" Actually, i didn't really sorry about it, i'm belong to Allah.

There's no tsunami, actually. No overflow water, no loaded flood. Just misunderstood. Then i stood on the bank of kaliurang street that changed into a river of human. Its grooved back to the city down. Still the following-earthquake came and tremble the city once. I sighed deeply and thank God we're safe. What a horrible, at the situation like that, where i thought my life would ended here now.

Thank God its not my time.