The Grieve Of Tembilahan by Bob Matkodak

It was Thursday morning on August 22, 2019, I woke up at 5 past 10 minutes, around 6 hours I took my cellphone which I always put near where I sleep.

I saw 2 missed calls, I was on my best friend's phone at 3.30 am, I really slept well, I didn't hear it.

I called my best friend, I asked what was wrong calling when it was dawn? My friend said a big fire had occurred in the market, the fire started at 1.30 am until dawn at 4:30 am the fire could only be put out by the fire service assisted by the community.

At 6.30 I went down from the house on a motorcycle, the distance from my house to the market was about 1.5 km, once I arrived at the market how shocked I was, I immediately took photos from various angles, I looked like a city that had just been bombarded, like the atmosphere of war , that's what was on my mind.

There I got the information that the stalls and shop houses that burned were 485, but fortunately there were no casualties.

I love this my little town, Tembilahan, Indragiri Hilir district, Riau Province, Indonesia.