Your Trace From Anyer To Ujung Kulon

A Ayatullah Nurjati Ayatullah Nurjati
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I traced the road where you live and I didn't find the presence of your trace there From Anyer to Ujung kulon, there were no remain about you It's not even 1 year since the tsunami hit the north coast of Banten on there It's not even 6 months pandemics yet to hit this country—like gold and diamond bijou Scratches and cracks in the ground along with the scars of nature's wrath are still clearly visible in there 2 days in October 2020 when there were insulation everywhere from Jakarta to Ujung Kulon, my old friend and I tried to find traces of nature and His majesty but Neither I find you It's strange, is it true that your trance is stuck on a coconut tree or is it close to child of krakatoa mountain? or is there really no where There is no shadow of you there to the point that I want to visit the Ujung Kulon, but it is not available, there are not you You are like a genie who comes and goes as she pleases like Covid that is there but not visible, invisible but real kills directly to venipuncture Even I feel more sadistic than Covid 19, can numb my feelings and soul anytime when I think of you Alas, I think I'm tired just thinking about that and that, I thought you were just a miniature instead of having to be hit by a pandemic and contracting a deadly virus because of thinking about you

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