Horizons

Epilogue 1

- Khanza

(The terrace of the house of Mr. Major General, 20:24)

I still can't believe Mas Ganteng's face is plastered for real in front of me.

"Well, Sa. would like to be flipped back and forth until when is my face?" his protest. "Adudamu. Sick tau." The handsome guy stroked his cheek which was the target of my brutality.

"means bener. This isn't a dream. Thank you God. Hold on, just give thanks first. Qibla where qibla". Anyway just origin scorpion, do not know also I pray the prayer of thanksgiving is like what. The important thing is that I want to say thank you because the Above has been without my prayers.

"You're not papa, are you? It's healthy, right? How did it just show up now? Where are you going? What a story-" I nerocos that is.

"Shh. one-one dear"

Darling..? Crying pen. I haven't heard that word out of his mouth for a long time.

"Loh.loh.ok mewek again. Don't dong. Ntar I did not Papa You for making his son cry" Kendra dizzy to observe the situation inside. Okay, the situation is still safe. Papa again engrossed in chatting with the prospective in-laws. "Udah here. Your eyeliner is smudging"

"What cooking?" I hurried to look at the reflection of glass on the porch. "Damn. Said waterproof. Just won the doang brand. Shucks." Oops, dirty talk in front of the prospective priest.

"The mouth is still lemes?"

"Less emutan anyway. You go over too late? No more news. Dateng-dateng play lamar bring family. Anyway you owe me the same explanation!"

The Mamas chuckled, "The story is long Sa"

"Malem is also still long." I bargained.

Kendra seemed to sigh before she started telling the story, "I don't know where to start. But clearly, the trauma of the incident is still imprinted until now. I did not want to stay long in the middle of the sea. The day was stung by the sun, the night by the cold wind. There is no food, nor drink the salty seawater immeasurably"

My attention was completely poured on this man. It is clear how bitter the story is still imprinted on the look of his face.

"Humans can be very selfish and scary when it comes to life and death. I didn't expect it to be that bad with people, Sa."

"I've harmed people, Sa" she said full of lara. There was a sense of guilt in every word he chose, "We all want to survive. Me and the people who were drifting with me back then. One by one we die slowly. I was still wondering how their corpses were floating around me, even the smell was still ringing in my nose. So bad, there are fathers who kill their children who have been dying so as not to gradually suffer pain. There is a snatch of wooden chunks to float. Anyway everything that can make us survive is a snatch."

Kendra's voice trembled slightly, the man took a short pause before continuing his story "I was really accidentally Sa, he was the first one to look for because of it. He attacked me, we grabbed a log. I didn't mean to make him sink like that. I'm.i'm.." Kendra was unable to continue her sentence. Her eyes were red, her cheeks wet from the overflow of tears, and her lips continued to tremble in fear.

I immediately hugged the man tightly, leaned his head on his shoulders, and rubbed his hair softly, "Sshh, it's okay baby. You are not wrong. You were not intentional at that time. After all, the situation is precarious" My hand continues to stroke her hair slowly, providing comfort and security. Maybe this shoulder is not as sturdy as his, but will always be ready to be a place to lean even if only briefly.

Kendra withdrew after her feelings improved. With a forced smile the man said, "I'm sorry I'm so whiny."

I cupped her cheeks together, wiped the remains of tears there, "It's okay to cry baby. You have gone through the worst."

Kendra took both of my hands on her cheeks and gripped her tightly. "I was really desperate at the time. It feels like blush. It had occurred to think of dying alone rather than surviving in such a painful situation. But I promised you to go home."

Now my eyes are glazed. Where else do I find men who are willing to fight anything for me. Thank God, You sent him back for me.

"After days of drinking sea water, there was finally a team of volunteers who got there and howled me. They took me to the evacuation site. I didn't know what was going on but said I fainted for days. And when I opened my eyes, I was just diem. Not responding to anything they talk about. Till months." Kendra gulped before revealing what happened to her that time, "PTSD. The doctor said I had an over-trauma"

The Poss Traumatic Stress Dissorder. Do not need to be explained at length I am in fact a doctor who really understands what it is. After what Kendra went through, it was natural that she suffered post-incident trauma.

"What I saw was Mr. Hashim. He is an ustadz who runs one of the boarding houses in Kupang. Because I still wear TNI uniform, Mr. Hashim immediately report to the nearest battalion. After that I was sent to Magelang, to undergo treatment."

"So that's why you didn't call me at all?"

Kendra nodded. "I really messed up that time. He also did not respond. Fortunately, there is your Papa. Thanks to him I was able to heal and return before you."

"Papa?" my eyes are round.

"Yes. Papa you."