
Tok.dok…
“Assalamualaikum,” I looked at father and mother alternately.
“Who knocks on the door at night?” Our village is being put on a curfew to arrest suspected people. Therefore, no one dared to go out at night but tonight suddenly someone knocked on my house and it was already very night.
“Pak Mae, please open the door!” I peeked and opened the door.
I saw a lot of soldiers coming to my house tonight. Anxiety instantly disappeared when they saw one of his friends, “Please our colleague, Mr.”
Father told them to come in and only five people entered with full weapons and their eyes did not remain silent. “What's up, Sir?”
“Our friend fixed the post for fear of leaking and accidentally falling so that his leg and arm hurt untouched.
“I see yes, Mr.” Dad felt the arms and legs of the man slowly.
“His leg bones hit something when it fell?” the man immediately nodded while enduring the pain.
“What can be treated, Sir?”
“God's Insya. Buk, please make medicine!” Mom nodded then rushed straight to the kitchen. “Please lie down properly!”
“There is a fabric holster?” ask Dad. They look at each other. “This theme should wear a sarong cloth to make it easier for me to take care of it. He also needs to be sorted a little.”
“We have but in post,”
“Rahmah, please get me the sarong cloth!” because I didn't like them so I picked up a shabby cloth that belonged to my mother.
“Nak, please get me another one!” a soft but stressed voice while looking at me fixedly made me run straight into the room. I'm sure dad was offended because I gave them a shabby cloth.
After giving the cloth to my father, I went straight to the kitchen to help my mother. “Can feel pain also him. When he hit people, didn't he realize that he was sick too? Why don't you just refuse. Let them take him to the hospital. Why should trouble us.” I continued to grumble as my hand grinded the medicinal leaves that I was about to use.
“Why do mothers smile?”
“You're weird! If you don't want to help why here? Go sleep there!”
“I'm here to help Mamak instead of helping the man. If I were Dad, I'd press the pain hard to know how he feels.”
“Can't be so. Therefore Allah has not sent down the science of following your father to you but to your brother because you have a vengeful nature. Someone who has the science of medicine should not have the nature of revenge because it could be the person he will treat someday is the person who ever hurt him.”
“Mak, I'm sleepy. Sleep first ya!”
“Sleep! You are if you say always so.”
“I still don't like the same guy in stripy clothes named army.”
“Mak, don't tease me! I've saved this heart for one man. I hope he keeps his heart for me too." I said relax and went to my room. I hear screams from that guy. “Like children only!” my grunts then took out a pillow and placed it over my ears.
The next day…
I woke up as usual when the dawn was heard from the village next door. I left the room and prayed with my family as usual and then my mother and I went straight to the kitchen. While Dad came back to see the man lying in the living room. Tonight my small house was crowded with the presence of several soldiers standing guard inside and outside my house.
“Do you want to eat with us? But our side dishes are just like that.” I tried to offer them.
“No, Pa. Our friends will bring breakfast from the post. Family members do not need to bother.” Answer one of them.
“Alright then, I eat first after that we will start treatment.”
True to what they said, when we ate, one of the soldiers came to bring food for them. There is also bread and milk. Their food is different. I took a quick glance into my plate, rice, fried fish leftover last night and sauteed kale. I laughed in my heart, “It's just fine that they turned down Dad's offer.”
As I was cleaning up the dirty dishes in the kitchen, I heard them calling my sister and Dawn came to the kitchen and gave us cakes that we had never seen. “It's in love with the brothers.”
“Do not eat carelessly! We don't know what this is. Who knows, we can't eat this. Remember, we are Muslims and they are? We don't know if they are Islam or not. If this is made from pork or dog how?” Dawn immediately regurgitated what he had eaten.
“Lho, your sister why?” a soldier came into the kitchen.
“Kakak said the cake was made from pigs.” Lirih Fajar made my eyes glare at him.
The soldier laughed, “The army is also Islamic and we also know religion. Can't we eat food that's forbidden by religion? It is halal, made from a healthy and nutritious wheat crop. If you eat this a lot, you will grow high because the protein and vitamins are complete.” Dawn glanced at me and took the bread back.
“Seconds have said this from pigs so Brother can not eat anymore.” I stared at my sister's departure. While the soldiers seemed content to laugh at my stupidity.
A shrill scream sounded from the injured man. And I laughed casually when I saw him groaning in pain as he massaged his legs. Even to avenge their ridicule earlier, I ignored the horror gazes from mom and dad. I even saw the soldier in pain.
“It looks like you're so happy huh?” satirize a Heru the duck egg.
I glanced at him once, “When again saw a soldier screaming like that. Usually I only see people who scream because they are beaten by people when these people are not necessarily guilty.” My reply.
Dad stopped his activities and looked at me with a sharp look. It seems that my father is angry, but I don't care. I hate them already. “You're angry that we hit your father? We are sorry only then we were angry because of the actions of the rebels. Do you know if we also have family and have to see our friend die here while his son and wife are waiting for him in Java there. Every night they prayed that we would come home safe even one of our friends who died, his wife had just given birth. Do you know what it's like to be born while your father is dead without having seen and felt the touch of his hand.”
Tests…
My eyes were already dewy as I turned around to leave the room. “I'll ask you this, Pang Sagoe!!!”
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