Enjoyment Ikhlas
HAMMER AND SICKLE
1960
The gripping silence of the night in the storm with the pounding of the wooden door...
BRAK BRAK BRAK BRAK! the sound of door banging using 5 deafening fingers.
The boy, who had closed his sister's mouth shut, was peering at the side of the window. Ami closed her ears using both hands with her eyes closed. Next to him was his elder brother also doing the same thing with a trembling body.
On the other hand, on a wooden bench... A mother closes a 2-day-old baby, calms him down by giving breast milk. He tried to close his son's ears tightly while swinging cuddling.
They were all in one room with a state of pitch, trying not to make a sound. The aura of tension and fear felt thick and gripping.
Before long, outside the house there was the sound of unusual pain accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling. Then silence...
"Who, le...?" Widji's whisper is as slow as possible, but still heard by the child.
"I don't know, buk. Closure.." haven't had time to finish the answer, heard again...
BRAK BRAK BRAK BRAK! "SIR NI!, SIR NI!"
The voices of strangers from outside.
"People aren't home, sir!" A voice that is familiar to them. The voice sounded faint, perhaps a distance away from it. "I heard, Mr. Soemani was lost when the PETA group went to the prigi" Sahut the man again.
"So right, he's a member of PETA?" Ask the foreign voice. "But why isn't this house marked?". Ask.
The sign that is looking for
"Sir is not a PETA man, sir." Sahut voice that belongs to none other than Mr. Samijan, the husband of Bardiyah ma'am. "She just helped carry the goods, and came as a lackey (helper)" said Mr. Jan, lying.
"Open his family at home? Wife and son?" ask that guy.
"They live in the house of Mr. Ni's sister, because his wife has just given birth. That's all I know, sir." Jan said with respect.
Momentary silence... Then the clattering of the feet of several people sounded from a distance, the sound of shoes one of them ran closer and stopped not far from home.
"LAPOR SIR! ALL CLEAN!" It was like the voice of a soldier.
If it was safe enough, a grandmother slowly walked out of the room without a sound. The mother and son in the room stared at him. Mbah Jah rents a bundle of golden yellow colored paper that they know is their father's document.
Usi then took off the provisions on his sister and received the documents given by the grandmother.
"Wait until morning and burn it!" Brisks Mbah Jah at Usi. Usi frowned, the document was proof that his father was a fighter. He did not want the bilukti to be destroyed.
"You want them to find him? Burn it, or we're all in danger!" Say Mbah Jah, understand the turmoil of his grandson. Finally the boy nodded while holding back tears. Her grandmother went back into the back room.
Yes, all for the sake of their lives at stake if anyone finds out about the documents.
Ami and Nar ended up sleeping while hugging in a sitting position on the floor and leaning against the wall. The mother who could not resist the drowsiness finally fell asleep when the sun began to rise with the baby. Only Usi could not close his eyes, finally went to Pawonan and burned his father's documents.
The noise of the people outside woke up the entire house. Bu Widji who knows the possibility of what happened outside, did not dare to even peek. Ami and Nar who felt drifting stepped out of the house. They wonder what's going on.
On the road makadam, right in front of their home yard, seen a group of people are trying to close a pool of blood using sand and gravel.
Ami who was in shock smelled a pungent rancid smell and saw a lot of blood, feeling nausea and dizziness instantly.
"AAAAA....!"
.......back to that time........
"AAAAA....!"
Shouted Ami, waking her from fainting. Instantly he opened his eyes and sat down startling the people around. His eyes were round in fear, his breathing was hunting, his chest was up and down, his heart was pounding and his hands were clutching tightly onto the wooden bench until his knuckles were turning white.
In the church room it was Topo, Father and a female teacher staring worriedly at him.
"You're conscious, Mi?" Topo asked while clasping those pale hands.
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Hi readers😊 Maybe someone asked, what is the relationship of the title of this Chapter?
The hammer and sickle were the emblems of the person who made a ruckus that night. Sorry I did not dare to mention, afraid of getting censored because it relates to politik😁.
I'm sorry the picture was just that, because it was about one night of cruelty. There is a story in the next chapter, while looking for documents first yes...
Keep your health, do not forget to drink a lot of water...
