BLOODLETTING
The screams of longing

Brown stone mountain, green mountain stretches, the wind that sweeps the fog. In a stream of water rumbling down on the rocks, under it fish swim sweeping dirt.

On the river bank was a blazing fire, daggers and knives burned on it.

"This bite when you feel pain!" said a man who was believed to be a physician.

The man who asked nodded in acceptance of the lump of cloth he gave.

Jajang looked closely at every thing the Physician did, the hand of the Physician seemed to be deftly pounding a green leaf that had no idea what it contained.

The healer nodded gesturing for jajang to hold the man, Jajang nodded holding the man's hand beside him, the man nodded in understanding and clasped Jajang's hand.

The physician took a hot dagger from the flames and a scream that was held back by the cloth that had gagged in his mouth, the healer gouged out a small iron-like object the size of the index tip from between the flesh and veins of the residents.

The man who was not too old became limp as the blood flowed and on the patch of green medicine in his wound, it felt cold and comfortable very different from before that it felt so agonizing and painful.

"Thank you!" said the man said to hold Jajang who continued to look after him, Jajang nodded.

"We brothers should have helped each other!" jajang said with a genuine smile.

Jajang's shady face is able to make everyone feel comfortable and cool the turmoil.

"I'm very happy, I want to see the surroundings!" jajang said with a gentle smile.

The injured citizen nodded and returned a very sharp smile to Jajang.

It looks like all the residents who are all men are cluttered looking for the possibility that they will stay, he said, it is impossible for them to live in that place because it is certain that the invaders will follow the passage from underground to there, although it was previously in the collapse but the tracking thing done by the invaders could have found them.

But still they are grateful because the women and children have been moved far apart the ocean and maybe now they have reached the rock island and live in peace.

"What's the matter?" tanya Surwa who appeared behind the rama with her weak legs and hands as a result of the incident a few dozen years ago.

"It seems that here it is not safe Sur, we must quickly leave here, to avoid suspicion we must go down the river so that our existence is not detected!" Jajang said seriously.

Surwa nodded in understanding that she gave word to the other villagers who were watching the surroundings to gather with her whistling sandals.

"What's wrong?" ask a man who has just come down from a tree.

"We must leave this place immediately!, we take turns bringing the injured people." said Surwa to pay attention to the residents.

"All right, we need to get ready now!" a big man chimed in.

Residents seem to have prepared to leave, all of them first do'a for their departure according to their respective beliefs.

Various sounds in the sky beloved land, the sound of bangsi in the cave, the sound of lute in the mountains beautiful, the sound of bonang expands in the pendapa, the sound of kecak in the eyes of the temple, the sound of tifa in the forest of nutmeg garden, and the sound of bonang, all was heard but without speaking from the breeze that slammed into the ear.

the thunders of water slowly dissipated from hearing as their footsteps grew further and their foot upon the large and small stone passed by, and the waters were pouring down upon their pale feet.

Their steps were getting away and now they came to a place that was very covered with trees and bamboo haur that huddled.

"We must not step on the ground around here so that they do not know where we are, we must go straight up the tree." Jajang explained and held a wounded man who was previously on a stretcher and jumped and climbed a large tree, kadaka and green moss became Jajang's first foothold. Slippery is sure but his footrest does not miss and stands firmly followed by the people below him who follow Jajang.

Jajang jumped from tree to tree and continued to be followed by other residents until they finally arrived at a place that was very closed and far from the beginning they left.

Not feeling their steps until dusk was at the end of the sky, Jajang stopped his steps followed by the residents in his trunk.

"We'll stay here for a while!" said Jajang put down the man he was carrying, and it looks like the man's situation looks better than before.

"Yes!" the whole community cheered. They deftly cut some trees and built their houses on the trees and tidied them so that when it rains they are not wet.

But they also made a small hut underneath to cook and eat their food. A boisterous state is created even though their hearts ache because they have to separate from loved ones but they also know if it is done for their good.

As if children and the elderly also join them, of course, their steps will not be that far, and it is not impossible if they will be easily caught if the women come with them.

Gratitude unceasingly they say, although there are injured but it is nothing because it is certain the number of invaders who died was not small. Maybe now the invaders are covered in blood with black from the charcoal remnants of building debris they originally burned themselves.

Afternoon walk with martyrdom until nightfall, all the events of that day really make them tired but do not reduce their vigilance.

Some people keep watch around the area to make sure there are no irregularities, while the rest intend to rest, until theyoun alternated in the middle of the night.

It has become common for Jajang to reflect at night where he always misses the figure of the wife and now he must also be separated from his daughter, but the thing he took was something that must be taken for the safety of his own daughter.

She believed so strongly in her daughter's ability that she finally hummed between the night and the clashing leaves created a hum that felt very beautiful, making Jajang's chest calm and shahdu he felt soft.

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