CLBK (Long Love Hasn't Been Long)

CLBK (Long Love Hasn't Been Long)
Devi



The man called Father rewrote the wounded woman's body. He went back to silence.


"Dad... Why don't you wake up? I had a drink...." Caca pursed his lips. Since there was the woman, Caca felt he had friends even though he could not talk.


When the Father went to sea or to the Regency, Caca always invited a woman who was lying on the couch. Sometimes Caca would ask her to play with dolls.


And Caca was a patient child when he felt, The woman did not respond to his call. That's why when the woman moves her fingers, Caca looks happy.


"Let me rest, dear Dad.... Mom's gonna open her eyes soon." Said The Father.


"Caca is not kabalan want to play mama." Said the little boy with a bright smile.


Her father just smiled hearing her Princess babble. The father sighed in remembrance during birth, Caca never felt the slightest bit of Motherly affection. It was her who was concurrently the father as well as the mother for Caca.


The woman's mouth stammered. The letter of Ar Rahman. Cold sweat poured from his forehead.


Caca's father wiped the woman's sweaty face. Until now his body was only wrapped in 2 long sheets of cloth.


"What a Pity you are.... Where is the Mu Family. They must be feeling lost." The man breathed. He smiled at the sound of Ar Rahman's letter that the woman said even though she was stamped.


Slowly his eyes blinked. Trying to get used to seeing. His lips incessantly chanted Ar Rahman's letter. He opened his eyes. Looking around. Only the perimeter wall of the bamboo room.


He looked at a very beautiful and cute little boy. Her hair was covered in two. The woman smiled even though she was astonished.


"Mother......" Beware Caca. Caca looks happy at her end The woman can see her and give her smile for the first time.


"I where?" Ask the Woman.


"Dad.... Where's nanya's mother?" Ask Caca.


"Hmmm..." The man cleared his throat.


The woman looked up and looked shocked. It turned out that there was a grown man nearby.


"You who? Why am I here?" Ask the Woman.


"Do you want to sit back?" Ask the man.


The woman nodded. His body feels stiff. I don't know how long he's been here.


The man helped the woman lean against the wall of the room near the cot. The woman felt that her backrest was very thick, not as hard as a wall.


The woman looked around again. There was a small translucent light from the bamboo room.


"What's going on?" Ask the Woman.


"Didn't you remember anything?" Ask the Man.


The woman shook her head.


"But you were chanting Ar Rahman's Letter." Said the Man.


"There was a male voice singing Ar Rahman's Letter melodiously, I followed that voice." Said the Woman.


The man just nodded. "Hhmmm introduce, I'm Krishna and this is My Princess, Syasa." Krishna.


The woman smiled. "Your daughter is very pretty. But where's your wife?" Ask the Woman.


"My mom doesn't have Mom... My mom is Dad?" Pinta Caca's.


The woman smiled. Then I looked at Krishna for answers.


"The story is long. Later if You are well, I'll tell You. Now you eat first. Your body needs nutrition. You've been unconscious for a month." Krishna Obviously.


"Innalisaac... That long? My body feels stiff. And this...." The woman was unable to move her right hand.


The woman shook her head.


"Yes Allah... What the hell is going on? Why doesn't this woman remember anything?" Inner Krishna.


Krishna fed the porridge that he cooked himself mixed with spices and vegetables.


"Dad... I want to..." Pinta Caca.


"By Honey... I do a lot. You love this porridge." Krishna smiled at his daughter. And get Caca a bowl of porridge.


"Before a while..." Pamit Krishna's.


The woman nodded with a smile.


"It's Honey... Slowly yeah... It's still hot." Krishna. "Don't forget to read the prayer."


Caca looks so happy. After reciting the meal prayer with his lisp lips, he immediately ate his porridge with the lahab.


Krishna went back to feed the woman. "Please pardon... The day I tore your clothes off. Because your body is injured here. I'll have to treat you right away. There is no woman here but my daughter. But Oath By Allah, I do not do anything impertinent to You." Krisna felt guilty for seeing the woman's innocent body.


The woman had her face red. He could not believe it, the man before him had seen all his bodies. The woman looked down. He noticed the clothes covering his body. Only a long cloth wrapped around but it looks clean. Like it's always being replaced.


"Thank you for helping me..." The woman is still down.


Krishna fed the woman the porridge back. "Then what's your name?" Ask Krishna.


The woman seemed to think and remember. Her head hurts. Then he shook his head. "I don't remember." Said the Woman.


"Before I found You, I had heard in the district market that there was a pting pickaxe disaster that hit a part of the archipelago across there. But I can't believe you got stranded here. Because it's so far away." Krishna Obviously.


"Where am I now?" Ask the Woman.


"On the Island of Borneo. But we're at the eastern end of the island of Borneo." Krishna Obviously.


"It looks like you've been drifting in the ocean for a few days. Subhanna... God protect yourself." Krishna.


"I'm sorry... I don't remember anything." Said the Woman.


"What no... Slowly... Don't forced. I'll help you treat your pain. Thank God the wounds on Your body have dried up. The one on the waist had also dried up." Krishna Obviously.


Krishna told me about finding the woman and mentioned the wounds on her body.


"What if I call you Devi?" Krishna's Advice.


The woman nodded happily. "Thank you..." Devi said a new call to her self.


"Dad... Caca wants more..." Say Caca while thrusting his empty bowl.


"Waaahh... Caca's smart..." Praise Devi.


Krishna smiled and took the bowl from her daughter's hand. And give back the bowl that was filled to his Princess.


The porridge in Devi's bowl was also empty. Krishna smiled. "Do you like her?" Ask Krishna.


Devi nods. "It tastes good and has a variety of flavours..." Praise Devi.


This porridge is indeed mixed with poison-fighting spices. Because we live in a place full of poisonous animals. "Oh yeah... Hopefully this porridge will make you recover quickly." Krisna said sincerely.


Krishna will move. But Devi held him back with the words: "Krishna... If I'm healthy, can I stay here? I don't know where to go...." Devi pleads.


Krishna smiled. "Can... I'll also help find your Family." Krishna's Promise.


"Thank you...." Devi Smile.