FRIEND OF THE NATION

EPS 14 BATTLE BEGINS

EPS 14 BATTLE BEGINS

There is nothing that cannot stop except time. Because if that happened, the sudden atmosphere was completely silent. No bird chirping, no human crying, no machine noise. Everything stops, the brain dies, the feeling dies. Then use it quiet. Use your ears more than your mouth. Because God gave us one mouth and two ears, that we might hear more than we could speak.

The cold morning turned hot. The mama and the children ran to and fro in an atmosphere that suddenly became rowdy. Some feel panicked, some are immediately alert if there is an enemy approaching. They immediately hid their children inside the deeper forest. The fathers immediately put the two people who were hit by the bullet to sleep in the shade.

Manamakrdi was an elder of the Ibo tribe who understood most about the science of traditional medicine. He immediately came to treat the two seriously injured people. One person was hit by a bullet in the arm, while the other was hit by a shot in the thigh. Blood flowed from both wounds.

The Ibo tribal shaman immediately burned the fragrant wood. After that he roasted a cane on the fire. After suffocation the rattan is tied between the bleeding wounds. One above and the other under the wound. He said to reduce the pain. After that he pounded the eggshell of a cassowary bird thick enough to become a powder. Then it was placed over the wound. The egg shell powder serves to make the wound dry quickly.

Marlon approached Manamakrdi and the two wounded men. Check the wound carefully. The bullet went into the flesh but did not penetrate the bone. Gunshot wounds usually leave small holes in the surface of the skin, but get wider inside the tissue. Due to the nature of the bullet which rotates rapidly when it penetrates the skin. Marlon doused the wound with alcohol, then doused again with antiseptic.

“Hai, what herb is Marlon?” asked Manamakrdi in surprise.

“This is alcohol and antiseptic. Doctor Hendra gave it to me a few months ago,” Marlon said.

Manamakrdi looked suspiciously. Marlon explained it.

“Said doctor Hendra, alcohol and antiseptic are important to clean wounds, dry quickly and prevent infection.”

“What? Infection?”

Marlon was confused to explain.

“See only later the result, bapatua.”

In hot and humid weather, wounds can become infected quickly in just a few hours. If not, proper first aid can be fatal. Many tribal soldiers in the interior of Papua had to die in vain, because of infection and injuries in the war. Although the actual wound is not much.

After that he raised the injured leg on a pile of dry grass that was quite high. While the injured hand he put on the chest and tied to the neck.

“Bloody wounds must be elevated above the heart. The goal is not to keep the blood out because it is pumped heart rate,” Marlon explained before Manamakrdi asked.

Marlon took the dried leaves, and laid them on the bodies of the two wounded men. Let the body warm, because people who lose a lot of blood usually experience shock and trauma, so the body temperature becomes cold.

“This pile of foliage can warm his body.”

***

The events of the attack carried out by an unknown group of hunters against the Ibo tribe made the atmosphere hot. Neles Ibo directly gathered the elders to discuss the matter. The look of a reddish countenance and the scent of vengeance colored the debate. Most of them agreed to demand a reply. They decided to hunt down the perpetrators of the attack by forming special forces.

However, the proposal was rejected by Neles Ibo. He was worried that their movements could lead to misunderstandings with other groups.

“People don't know who they are yet,” he said.

That difference of opinion made the Ibo tribe split. One large group approved the act of war. One small group agreed with the thought of the chieftain. Losing the vote, Neles finally allowed the formation of the special forces. Lukas Ibo, who is considered a warlord of the Ibo tribe, was asked to be commander of the special forces. There are twelve soldiers who will be members.

They are the best members of the Ibo tribe. They were armed with new stone axes, machetes, and bows and arrows. His task was to finish off any hunters who approached the forest territory belonging to the Ibo tribe who carried firearms. Mercilessly. Once you meet, kill!

“Go all of you. according to the mandate of the elders,” said Neles.

Then he told Luke to be careful and not to act rashly. Lukas nodded his head. He was a cold-blooded killer that both comrades and opponents feared. His face was so cold, even though his attitude was friendly. He likes to be helpful and gentle but his character is hard and easily ignited emotions. Only Neles Ibo, his own brother, did he listen to his words.

And what Neles was afraid of really happened. Luke and his soldiers were acting out of bounds. He does his job blindly. He attacked every hunter carrying firearms entering the forest territory belonging to the Ibo tribe. No matter what tribe he is from, or ask first about his goal of entering the Ibo tribal region forest.

***

That afternoon the Ibo tribe had an uninvited guest. Doe men from what is known as the lost valley came with war equipment. Their faces were so cold and stiff. His sharp eyes swept across every corner of the house and its occupants. No smiles or friendly greetings. Their sudden appearance from within the forest triggered the atmosphere to become hot.

The Deo tribe is a tribe that lives far away from civilization. They are very cruel and cannibalistic, do not hesitate to kill and eat the bodies of their enemies. Luke and the Ibo warriors and the other fathers came out to see him. Their hands were so tightly holding her bow and arrows. Now they stand face to face, preparing for a deadly fight.

Soon a loud voice sounded between them. Apparently Luke was arguing with their warlord. The settlers wanted to avenge Luke's attack on the people of the Deo tribe. Luke replies by showing evidence that they used firearms. And the cry lasted for almost an hour, each firm with his stand.

The atmosphere is getting out of control. The men began to stomp their feet on the ground. Then he shouted strange words over and over again, singing war songs. Do a circular motion, back away and then back forward until the distance they stay one meter.

Oou wa! Oou wa! Oou wa!

And a moment later, screams of pain started to sound here and there…