Just a little break

Just a little break
Wulan and Donny (Airmata Wulan)


Wulan's escape plan begins. In the morning, at about eight o'clock. Someone will bring food for Wulan. He was also the one who carried the key of the chain that bound him.Tonight it was late.


But his eyes were not closed because he was tired. He kept rubbing his stomach. While imagining later if his plan works, and he meets Donny. He also kissed the necklace he made for them. Necklaces bearing the first letter of their names.


The same necklace he made and he gave it to Donny. Before he went to war. He no longer cared about the war that was raging. One thing he cares about right now is a reunion with his girlfriend, Donny. The morning greeted me again.


The heat is incredible. But it is precisely this kind of weather that Wulan needs to smooth out his plan. He waited impatiently for the food carrier to arrive. The door was knocked, and the food carrier entered. She was a haughty middle-aged woman.


He never treated Wulan well. All the food given to Wulan was leftover food from her and her children. In fact, the food rations for Wulan were already determined by the Huda family. But he deliberately reduced it. He lowered his head, putting Wulan's food downstairs.


Wulan quickly hit him with the wood until he fainted. Wulan then searched for the key chain in the pocket of clothes and pants from the food carrier. Meet, thank goodness. Wulan then opened the chain that bound her. He also kept some of the food he delivered in his clothes and bags.


For him to eat later on the journey. He also wore sandals, took the warm jacket of the food carrier. Then, hurriedly open the door. Without checking the condition outside the home first. When he came out he almost hit someone.


“Where are you going, son?” ask Uncle.


He was quite surprised, watching Wulan who could escape from the shackles of the iron chain. He stared at the child's goal from his brother. Staring at girls who from childhood never get parental love.


“A—aku, want to go, Uncle,” Wulan said.


Shaleh knows. Perhaps news of the soldiers setting up a military base in a neighboring village, had reached his ears. He's got. If this is his nephew. Wanted to meet his girlfriend.


“Go, Son. If there is a place that can give you love. Beyond what you got here,” said Shaleh.


The parents also gave their permission and blessing to their nieces. He released her with tears. So was Wulan, she hugged her Uncle who was very good at taking care of her. The only family he had in this cruel world. Wulan went alone.


Accompanied only by the baby it contains. He walked away from the villagers to somewhere in the west of the country. He and his womb set themselves aside far from the village where he was born. It was hard for him to leave his birthplace. But how else.


For the villagers, especially the family of her husband. Hates him so much. They regard him as a family disgrace and a pesky bearer for his village. Wulan walked up and down a steep hill. Walk dry and wet for hours.


Occasionally, the sound of cannons whistling and then the warplanes. But he didn't pay attention to it. He kept walking and walking. Sometimes he also rests. Lean on trees that bear fruit.


Eat his food. Sometimes it also wiggles or grabs fruit trees. In order to fall the fruit, and he ate later. He drank the river water through which he passed. Sometimes also drink dew water or puddles where there are many insect animals that pull over on it.


One indicator if the water in the forest is drinkable is. There are many or some insects that like to perch or be on it. Fortunately, this country is quite fertile. So people and people who are displaced like him. Not worried about hunger.


Because various kinds of vegetable and fruit plants can easily grow and thrive in this country. It's just that the snow season in this country is longer, compared to other countries. Until the inhabitants gave this the Snow Country.


He walked for about three days. Wading through forests, hills, countryside and even rivers. It was hot and cold that he had gone through. It was raining and blazing that he had passed by with the baby branch. In hopes of meeting his girlfriend.


Meet and gather together with the father of the baby branch, which sometimes he feels can kick in the stomach. Whatever the risks he will face and accept. He also believes that Donny does the same thing, as he does.


It's just in different conditions and situations. But stay in the same memories and mood. On the third day of the journey. He finally arrived. The morning looked a bit scary.


The sky looks like a reddish color. Parents used to believe, if the morning sky was reddish.  That means at night, in the area around it. There was just a big battle. Wulan arrived at Kayu Putih village.


Where the military made its base. He saw a lot of traffic around and the troops. He asked one of the people who passed in front of him.


The resident explained to Wulan. That last night there was a major clash between government forces and rebel forces, which used guerrilla attack tactics. The attack was broken by government forces.


But there were some soldiers who died, the rest were injured. While many of the rebel forces died, the rest became prisoners and fled. Government forces from the main and reserve divisions. Currently being asked to record by the commander, who were the soldiers who died last night. Wulan's heart gasped in shock and dismay hearing the words of the citizens.


“Is there a soldier who died named Donny?” tanyakanya.


Wulan looked very anxious, filled with a very deep fear.


“Oh, sorry about that. I don't know. But if you're a family of one of the soldiers. Try to go up that hill. Because they still record and collect the bodies of soldiers who died,” said residents.


Without waiting any longer Wulan immediately rushed up the hill. The place last night the battle took place. Upon reaching the top, he saw corpses lying down. Fresh blood flows. Wulan threw her gaze here and there.


Seeking lover. If he's still alive. Find him soon, he misses. If it is already dead. Let him see for the last time, for he is greatly lost.


“Sorry, here is not a public place,” reprimand one of the soldiers.


Wulan looked at the troops reprimanding him. I hope he knows Donny's condition.


“Is Donny still alive?” ask Wulan.


The soldier was silent. Looked at Wulan carefully.


“Are you his family?” ask the soldier.


Wulan just nodded. Then the soldier took Wulan to the edge of the ravine. The cliff where Donny fell. There, there was already a commander who was checking in. There are soldiers watching.


If Donny falls into the abyss after a duel with Sofyan. The deputy rebel leader. The commander also found an object on the edge of the ravine. A necklace of simple straps, of which there are initials D and W. The initials Donny and Wulan.


The commander and the other soldiers could only bow their heads. As Wulan greeted the necklace with a heart-wrenching broken cry. He fell on the edge of the abyss. Crying so badly. Shouting so.


Oh, dearGod. Why life is so hard for him. He had just gulped down the sweet honey of love, but now he had to swallow the bitterness of loss. Wulan also felt his body was very weak. Her throat was dry with thirst.


Then, his consciousness disappeared. Wulan fainted on the edge of the ravine. Tomorrow we say hello. Wulan who woke up realized he was already in a soft bed and warm room of one of the residents, who was kind enough to accommodate him. His heart was still sad and always asked.


“Oh God, why is my life like this? do I not deserve to be happy like everyone else.”


The squad members form a search team to search for Donny. I wish I could find him alive. Or at least be able to find his body to be buried properly in a military ceremony.


Three days of searching. No sign of life or death from Donny. The search team found nothing. Not even a single shirt was found.


The team had searched for nearly five kilometers, leaving behind rivers and forests around the scene. Result, nil. Donny wasn't found.


For Wulan. What is the meaning of life if the loved and loved no longer exist. His dry life is now back to dry and back is meaningless. Where should he go?


Is it back in his village? A place where he was always hated and harassed. Or to a new place where there is no purpose. Nor does anyone protect her and guarantee her livelihood along with the baby she contains. Where should he be now?