PART ONE: THE FLOODS
The river burst its banks and a rush of debris followed, with no warning except motorcycle repairman Muhammad Shaifi’s piercing cry: “Jangan tidur, jangan tidur! Bangun, sudah banjir!” Don’t sleep, don’t sleep! It is flooding!
Before anyone could react, angry waters engulfed the cars by the road, tossing them around like toys. Fences collapsed, garbage flowed swiftly downstream. Wooden pallets, plastic sheets, and motorcycles were strewn across the alleys.