Aksara For Arsyilla

Aksara For Arsyilla
The Crawler Crane Incident


When the weekend has passed, earlier this week Aksara began preparing to return to work. However, this time Aksara will check the land that is being worked on by Jaya Corp. A Tower with twenty floors is being built Jaya Corps today. To that end, Aksara also said goodbye to his wife that today he would come home late.


“Honey, I have today a land survey for the tower that Jaya Corps is building. So, I came home late today,” said goodbye to Arsyilla that morning, when they were having breakfast.


“Survey land where is Dad?” arsyilla asked her husband.


“Ke PIK, Honey .. Yes night I came home,” he replied.


Slowly Arsyilla nodded her head, “Ya already .. It is important to be careful Dad .. if there is any news. Take good care of Daddy,” reply.


Aksara smiled and put his palm on the back of Arsyilla's hand and gave a swipe at the back of his wife's hand.


“Take it easy, Honey .. I definitely take good care of myself. You look very worried anyway,” reply Aksara.


Arsyilla chose to smile, but this time it felt like her heart was feeling something bad. It was not willing if her husband had to survey the land that is currently doing tower construction in the PIK area.


“Free, I'm not willing you to go there yes Kak,” reply Arsyilla now honestly.


“Calm down, Honey .. I'll be fine. I also wear boots and helmets to maintain safety really,” Aksara reply that seemed to convince his wife that he would always take care of himself and make sure he was always safe.


Arsyilla nodded her head slowly and this time she hoped that everything would be fine. Specifically for the tower survey work that her husband will do will also go well.


Aksara smiled, the man now brought his hand to give a swab on his wife's head. It was like hugging Arsyilla, but they still had breakfast. Aksara undoes his intentions, but later he will hug his wife first before leaving for work.


“Yes already, I left for work first yes Honey,” say Aksara now to his wife.


“Iya Father, be careful well,” reply Arsyilla.


Aksara approached, eroding his distance with Arsyilla and then hugging his wife's body, his hands also moved and rubbed his wife's back with an up and down motion, it felt that the movement was so gentle and soothing.


“Don't think of anything, I'll be home tonight. Want to buy something?” aksara asked, still hugging his wife.


Feeling the arm of Arsyilla's head on the man's chest, then Arsyilla spoke, “Neither. Me and Ara will miss,” reply.


Not anything, Arsyilla was so teary and increasingly clutching the body of her husband.


“If you believe, honestly ... I don't want to work. Want to hug you all day,” reply Aksara.


“Tuh, if I mellow, you're being naughty. Sebel deh,” says Arsyilla.


Aksara broke her embrace, and then the man landed a kiss on Arsyilla's forehead.


“I scavenge windfall first yeah .. for you and Ara. Wait for me to come home later tonight,” reply.


Aksara then again landed her kiss, but this time Aksara pulled Arsyilla's chin and let her warm lips perch for a moment on Arsyilla's lips. It was just a stick, and Aksara then pulled back her face.


“I Love U So Much .. I worked first yeah,” the part that morning to Arsyilla.


“Iya, Dad .. be careful well. I Love U Too,” reply Arsyilla.


***


“Progress what percentage is it?” ask Aksara to the chief foreman in that place.


“Newly sir .. so maybe 40%,” replied the foreman's head.


Aksara nodded her head, then she looked at every crane machine working there, looking at the foundation of that tower, occasionally her hands also fumbled and knocked on the wall that was already standing there.


“Tower is made according to the design, right?” ask Aksara again.


“Iya Pak .. in accordance with the design, concept, and architectural design that has been made by Pak Aksara and the Jaya Corps,” reply.


Until here, Aksara believes that this tower has been made based on the design of the building, and also the concept that has been made by Jaya Corp since the beginning. The rest of Aksara just give a report that this tower project has 40% progress and will be completed by the end of the year.


Before finishing his survey this time, Aksara again saw the crane engine operating. At that time, crane machines that were commonly used for construction purposes began to move materials from one place to another.


Crane works by moving material from one place to another horizontally, using hydraulic and pneumatic systems. In addition, the crane also has a very large lifting capacity.


"Sir, it should be more careful well use the Cranenya. In addition, make sure there are no work accidents," said Aksara.


However, the script has not finished speaking, apparently Crane was shaky, so the material carried was also shaky.


"Surge!" shouted the foreman.


Just contact all the workers who are below running, trying to save themselves so as not to be hit by material that can fall and hit their bodies.


Aksara also ran, too bad run less fast. It is true that some of the material fell down, came down, and fell on the Scriptures beneath it.


"Aragh!" aksara's cry echoed along with some of his feet that were hit by the material.


The man fell in a downturned position, and half of his legs were hit by material scattered and hit him.


"Sir!" shouted the head of the foreman and some workers there.


"Please!" yelled the workers.


Suddenly, the place in the construction of the tower was so boisterous. Distant characters, he was still trying to hold on and open his eyes. However, the weight on his legs that felt squeezed, made him completely unable to move. Wanted to save himself, but the burden that had overcame him was so heavy.


"Oh my God, help me ... Syilla, Ara ...."


Aksara mentioned the names of his wife and children in an effort to survive and hoped that he would survive this time and there was nothing serious about his left leg being materialized.


Tears just fell from Aksara's eye patch, the man closed his eyes drasmatically. The shadows on the faces of Mother Kanaya, Father Bhishma, Arsyilla, and Ara just flashed before her eyes.


"Please help me, Lord ... Mother, Father, Syilla, Ara," he murmured softly.


Up to the limits of Aksara felt his eyes blur. He could no longer open his eyes, until Aksara fainted at the tower.


The cries of the workers, the boisterous sounds that immediately filled the place, fortunately the ambulance was always ready there, and the medics who came in a hurry began to help Aksara.


Dear God, I hope this time there is nothing serious about the Scriptures this time.