Fana Kasih Berahat Gamb
The Beginning of Suffering

The days passed so quickly, the happiness of this small family grew bigger every day. Zein and Zahara continue to live a married life full of blessings. Although, it is undeniable that the treasures they have are not so much from Salma and Lukman.

But who would have thought that the happiness that has only been assembled for a few years does not last so long on the will of the Almighty God.

In 1999, the turmoil of Gam Merdeka Aceh Movement again undermined the people of Aceh, Nusantara again sent armed soldiers complete with fierce faces to the land of Aceh. Set up military camps in villages and seize most of the homes and businesses of the community by force. Aceh is now a target of its own country after helping the independence of the archipelago.

There are so many politics and strategies of officials and governments that cannot be understood by the people of Aceh. The people who have been living long after the Dutch colonization. Now it is re-occupied by its own state. Suffering and a sense of sadness that is so deep continue to come and go, as if not allowing humans to be happy and live in peace.

That afternoon in Pedemun village. The Gayo community of the indigenous people of Aceh region was again hit by news that shocked the whole of Aceh and its surroundings. With a raging feeling the whole community is now running and out in haste from their respective homes at the behest of the archipelago soldiers with cruel faces and sharp eyes pounding the doors of the house hard it was like a club being hit hard on that crisp board.

The entire community had gathered in the rice field that had just been planted with the rice with a feeling of confusion and fear while protecting their families.

The pregnant Zahara took pains to be helped by her mother and Zein swept her out of the house with Fadhil held by Zein.

"SIT" Shouted one of the soldiers loudly and thunderously.

Instantly all the people sat cross-legged in the mud until it was damaged rice plants that had just been planted.

With fear Zahara also sat himself with his mother and husband in the dirty mud following the orders of the soldier. The boisterous sounds of fear and crying from the little ones filled the night.

A very painful night, a night that gives a sense of suffering and mental hurt for every Acehnese society. They sat like a flock of sheep among wolves that would be ready to pounce. The appearance of a cruel face of humanity in a green uniform like a respectable human was surrounded the entire community with a torch flame in each of their hands illuminating the face of the plight of the people of Aceh.

"FASTTTT" Shouted someone turning his entire gaze to the origin of the sound. Instantly his rough hand swung hard the rifle he was holding hit the old man who was walking slowly in front of him.

The children, parents and young people who were in that place were shocked not to play to see the old man fall into the mud due to a hard blow from the army of non-humanity. The sound of crying again filled the night, how could his fellow humans in one country treat his people like this?.

"DIAMMM" Shouted one of the soldiers in slightly different clothes from the other soldiers, most likely he was the leader of this pack of wolves.

In a split second all the people fell silent for a moment, the parents immediately calmed their children even shut their mouths just so as not to leave a sound and infuriate the wild wolves in front of them.

Zein embraced Fadhil and Zahara tightly in his arms with his mother, who also hugged Zahara, sitting cross-legged in the rice fields, staring straight at the commander of the army, who would open his voice. I don't know what he'll say. Certainly, with their arrival back to the Aceh area is not a good thing.

"Listen to all of you, this is an announcement and an edict from the president" he said.

Presidents... A great leader of a country, regarded as the father of all the people, honoring and loving him is a must because he is the father. But, will the father make his son in the condition that he is today?. In fact, the time when society and the state need. But, the father even went missing without sound like swallowed by the earth without a trace of it just vanished.

"For the sake of state order and Nanggroe. All people who are not indigenous to Aceh and Gayo must immediately leave Aceh province within one day and will be checked again tomorrow night" he said aloud.

Instantly Zahara looked at Zein and his mother took turns to hear the narration from the soldiers in front of him.

"Nothing without exception, all must be gone tomorrow" he added.

"Now dispersed" he cried to close the riots he made. The uncivilized brief meeting of less than 5 minutes was completed.

With a raging feeling Zahara was still sitting in a puddle of rice fields staring at the husband who was also staring at him bitterly and confused by the current situation.

"Son" The mother rebuked their daydreams.

Instantly their daydreams were scattered and moved from the ground in mutual trust in what they had just heard. Their feet continued to slowly step towards the house of the board belonging to the mother.

"Zahara's... You don't bother first, we'll find a way out but later after we clean up yaa" Zein said soothing Zahara with his hands cupped his face.

Looks beautiful eyes were holding back tears but chose to nod slowly and passed into the bathroom to clean themselves because of the incident that required them to sit in the mud paddy field. One by one in turns they are ready to clean up, until now it is eleven at night.

Fadhil had fallen asleep and fell asleep in the room, staying the three of them who are still awake and sitting in a simple guest room with yellow shabby mats made of leaves try to find a good solution to stay together in this situation.

They sat in silence staring at each other not knowing what to talk about, the mother looked at Zahara with her distended stomach sitting in the corner of the house with a cry that had been heard his sobs. The mother who could not hold back her tears tried to stare at the ceiling of the house to stop the tears that would flow.