Love In War
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I scrunched my forehead. The rebels?
"What do you mean?"
He went back silent. Looking at me with a look that I could hardly understand.
"What.." I swallowed my salivary rough." You're invaders?"
I don't know why that question suddenly popped into my mind.
The corner of his lips lifted into a grin.
"From which country?" My jaw stiffened immediately.
"Don't you know? Why are you asking back?" His reply was nonchalant as he put away the roughness of my hand on his ankle.
From the history books I have read besides the Netherlands and Japan, there are also several countries that have colonized Indonesia.
Which country does he mean? Portuguese, Spanish, Dutch, French, English or Japanese?
But what is widely discussed in the history books is the atrocities in the Dutch and Japanese colonial times.
Did I really go back to the colonial era? Imagining it makes my hair bristling.
Given how the freedom fighters, fight for the homeland. Sacrificing blood to drive out the invaders in the land of Earth Pertiwi.
"In history, we will remember. How cruel you are to this nation. Do you think you'll live in peace, with no shadow of guilt?" I looked at him with a drawn look.
The man's forehead shriveled. His face hinted at confusion.
"What do you mean?"
I smiled cynically.
I have not had time to answer that man suddenly smothered my mouth with his left hand, while his right hand he used to lock my body so as not to rebel.
"Shut up!"
I rebelled even more when I heard the footsteps of some people. Perhaps, it was just that the sound of the foot belonged to the residents here.
"Ze zijn hier niet."
My body instantly stopped rebelling the moment I heard that foreign voice.
The man took off his armpits after making sure the men had already moved away from the spot.
"When do you want to stay there?"
I turned towards him, who was standing looking at me from a distance of one meter.
"Aren't those your friends?"
The man stopped his steps. He turned back towards me. But not a word he said.
"Are you just going to stay there?" the question does not touch my question.
I breathed heavily while wiping the water that fell from the eye peluhan then stood up."I'm going back to my village."
"Do you think your village is still intact?"
My foot stepped. Turned. Stared at. "What do you mean?"
The man was silent with his flat face looking at me.
"I asked, what do you mean my village is not intact?" many frustrating. I don't like to be silenced when I need information.
"The gunfire and the bomb you heard. Shouldn't you be able to guess what's going on?"
My eyes are buying. Mama, Dad.
"Let go!" The man tightly clutched my wrist. Holding my footwork that was about to run through the forest towards the village.
"Did you think you'll be safe if they catch you?" He raised a stern look. "No, you're not," he added. Makes my body fall. Cry broke.
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The light of the beauty of twilight will soon sink in the western horizon. Leaving silence in the silence of the night.
I leaned my back against the tree trunk while enjoying the evening grove of the day and night in the remains.
"Eat!" The man kept some raspberries next to me.
I smiled thinly. Look at that red fruit. Even I forgot the hunger that had just whipped.
"Do you have a silent hobby?"
I breathed in, when I got no response.
"Should…. "
"SPent fruit. We have to leave before night, "he said.
I grunt. "Who said I wanted to come with you?"
Again, the man did not bother me.
Do not want to take a dizzy I spent the raspberry until it was not left.
"Come on."
"Don't I just say that I'm not going with you? I'm going home."
He stopped his steps. Turned. Stared at.
"Go! I will also go to my destination, "I said as I stepped from there.
But again he blocked my wrist, which had just taken a few steps.
"Let go!"
He looked at me with a sharp look." Do you know what would happen if they caught you?"
"I don't care."
Right now I just want to get out of here to see Mom and Dad. My gut says something happened to them.
"They'll make you a mistress."
"What's different about you. Aren't you going to treat me like them?"
"Yes, but not now." He dragged my hand away from there.
"Bad. I said let go!" The man did not heed the rebellion I was doing, he even tighter clenched my wrist as I bit his hand.
"Good!" He told me to get on the boat.
"don't want. Do you think I'd go with you?"
The firm jaw filled with the brew looks hard."Get on or I'll rape you right here!"
I swallowed my salivary rough, my guts suddenly shriveled at his words.
"What would you do if I went with you?" I ventured to look at him with my guts thinning.
"I don't like my patience being tested. Up!"
"I'm just asking, don't let you-Yes all right!" I immediately climbed up as the man brought his body closer to me.
"Where are we going?" I asked after we passed some rumbia trees and nipah trees.
"Somewhere," he replied indifferently as he rowed the boat.
"You're not planning on keeping me, are you?"
The man did not answer. Oh, what am I asking. The invaders are still invaders.
In various historical literature, it is mentioned that Indonesia became independent after being separated from colonization for hundreds of years.
Suffering, tears, never escaped the people of this nation itself. So is the fate of indigenous women.
Historian Reggie Baay said Dutch men kept mistresses to vent biological needs. The condition was driven by their existence away from the wives who settled in the Dam Country.
Not only as a fulfillment of sexual desire, Dutch men also use mistresses to work to take care of the house with all his duties, ranging from sweeping, mopping, to cooking.
I suddenly realized something, lest.. ..
"Are you just gonna stay there? Or are you waiting for a crocodile to pounce on your body?" He got off the boat first.
Fear broke my heart when the man took me to an old hut.
I scrunched my forehead, when I entered already presented the roast meat that was served on banana leaves.
"U al komen?" I immediately turned around to smash into the chest of the man's field, when a man suddenly entered carrying a machete in his hand.
I'm looking. Stared at. "You don't intend to mutilate me here, do you?"