
The boy hugged his knees while paying attention to the condition of the people around him. Some were crying, roaring and even screaming for mom, dad, grandpa or grandma. The boy had grown tired of screaming to call out those names all since getting carried away by the waves. Her throat and tears were dry. He chose silence without energy to just ask where the cheat, grandfather, grandmother or uncle?
Not a single person he knew. Even the wounds on his body seemed to be no longer felt when he remembered how his friend and father had been carried away by the current.
“Tolongggg..”.
“Tolonggg..”.
“Dad...”.
“Dad...”.
“Fikriiiiii”
“Fikriiii”
In front of his eyes, he looked at them but could not help. Guilt is often haunting but he is also unable to help them. Game friends have been carried by the black waves somewhere. Uncle who always took him fishing and bought snacks for him also carried away.
Shut up and pay attention to children his age who keep asking questions about mom and dad. They cry looking for an old man while he? His parents had long been to heaven, he was left to look after his elderly grandfather and grandmother. Now he is alone in a foreign place. Where's he gonna look? This place is so foreign to her.
The black waves always adorned his sleep. Every night he wakes up with the same dream. No more tears, his legs and head were treated and still wrapped in a white cloth. He walked through the tent until he stopped when he looked at a woman who was calming a baby.
“Adik!”
“Baby sister.”
“Eh, you like this baby sister?” ask a woman in white.
“See! He's also happy to see you, Brother.”
Starting that day, the descendants of the Pang Sagoe finally returned cheerful thanks to the presence of the baby who came out of nowhere. Until one day, he and the baby's sister were invited to move. Pang Sagoe's descendants eventually followed the woman in white as well as a man wearing the same suit and baby sister. They were taken away from there. Starting from riding a car and then a ship to an airplane. Arriving in a big city, he took a train back and got in a car and ended up in a big house.
In that house he and his baby brother were treated well and loving until gradually, the descendants of the commander began to forget his past. The day changed months, he was again taken on a plane and this time they arrived at a cold place with a lot of ice. Grandpa and grandma in a big house once said that it was snow. And it only exists abroad. The boy named Rendra finally knew that he was abroad at this time. The people here were very white and huge in stark contrast to his face. Their noses were very long like the cartoon movies he watched in the big grandfather's house.
The days there were fun especially he started attending school with his sister. Although the first days he was more silent because he did not understand what they were saying. Six months there, though, the descendants of the commander finally fluent in English and past memories either before the tsunami or after it disappeared just changed with new memories of new memories created.
Descendants who were expected to take over the spear struggle in fact are now holding a scalpel and syringe. He no longer continues the struggle of the father because after the black wave hit Aceh, all the weapons and egos of both sides who had been fighting for decades disappeared. The black wave not only lowered their egos but also washed the hearts of the leaders of the country to see that it was not a weapon that the people needed but food, clothing and shelter.
The descendants of the commander are now dashing in his proud white coat. White suit with the name Dr. T. Rendra MN, SN. The descendants of the commander are now famous and great doctors in his field. If he had known he was the descendant of a rebel. How's she?
No one can guess and no one will know because of someone the doctor believed that his father was named Dr. Faisal, Sorthopedi. The past will not be fully covered if there are still survivors present in the future. Like the past of the descendants of the commander who finally faced the fact that he had a past and the closest people in his past was still alive.
The descendants of the commander finally found themselves back after decades of living in future memories due to an arranged marriage. The marriage that eventually brought him to the people in his past.
The heart brings people to their original purpose. Likewise with the journey of the descendants of the commander who finally brought him back to Aceh more precisely to Sagoe Village. The village where his father, mother and brother were buried in a burrow.
The doctor's tears. Especially when he saw so many photos when he was a baby with his aunt. Then he also saw a picture of the father who had been stiffened after being shot in a gun contact that killed his mother and brother.
From there, his memories of the past re-emerge. The memory that has chosen to sleep in the innermost corner of the brain. “Without Your Aunt, maybe you were dead when you were locked up in that cave.”
“Your son sacrificed his life to keep you alive while he only gulped very little water until when we found out, your Tantu condition was worse and almost beyond help. While you are just fine without a shortage.”
Glegs…
The descendants of the commander gulped his saliva roughly. All this time he had ignored the figure of the person who had sacrificed a lot for him as a baby. All the photos, videos shown by the person who also took part in his name made the descendants of the commander finally realized. He went downstairs where the aunt was sitting while wiping her tears. The descendants of the commander finally gathered in front of the aunt who was none other than the younger brother of Teuku Muhammad Ilham or better known as Pang agoe. The aunt named Cut Zulaikha immediately embraced his beloved nephew tightly.
“Excuse me for failing to save you!”
“Excuse Checek for failing to keep you!”
“Im sorry Cecek-“
“I must apologize for being an ungodly child for Cecek. I ignored the whereabouts of Cecek for not believing in all the news I heard back then. It was all too sudden to be digested by my head. I'm sorry, Auntie!”
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