Horizons

Epilogue 2

(A few months earlier)

The Hospital dr. Soedjono, a level II hospital located in Magelang City, Central Java. One of the TNI-owned hospitals under the control of Military Region IV/Diponegoro Health. A fifty-year-old man was seen walking in a row with three of his aides. Major General Bakti Wiraguna, took the time to fly from Jakarta to Magelang just to see the development of a High Officer who some time ago heard the news of having survived the disaster. This is the second time he came to visit after Lieutenant Colonel Chakra Kendra Dhananjaya was referred to this hospital.

"So, how's it going?" The great general sat down before the doctor Alina, a psychiatrist who handled Kendra's case.

"We're still trying, sir"

"Kendra still won't talk?"

"A post-disaster case that almost claimed lives like this is difficult to cure. It takes a lot of time to approach the patient. And again, we can't force a patient if that patient doesn't have the courage to fight his own bad memory."

"How many months has it been? Do I need to ask Kesdam to change his doctor here?" threaten the General with fiery eyes. It is difficult to serve the military. Emotions must be carried around.

"Sorry Sir. We'll do better"

"Should. Tomorrow when I come back there must be progress"

"Yes sir, we understand"

From the doctor's room, Major General Bakti Wiraguna walked to room number 204. A young man was sitting on a bed with a clean white bed. His bead of eyes gazed deep into the window enjoying the color of the sky turning golden out there. There was a carpet on the floor and a few glasses and leftovers were lying on it. But in that room there was only one Kendra. Maybe the family or whoever accompanied Kendra was out for a while.

"Where are you now?" Ask Mr. Major General without a stale base.

Kendra was silent. His eyes were blankly staring far out the window.

"You don't want to talk yet?"

Still no answer.

"I am your boss!"

Free of anger, the man did not budge from his place.

"Try seeing this!" Mr. Major General thrust a picture of the princess just wayangnya in front of the man's face, "This is Khanza. My son's. You inget?"

Kendra's attention was fixed on the figure of the woman in the photo, but there was no legible expression on her face.

"You don't want to? Which you beg me to bless your relationship with this child. Inglet right?"

There's no answer.

The great general groaned in frustration, "Anyways you should recover and take the same responsibility as my son. Next time I come here, beware that you still do not want to speak up" he said as he left a photo of Khanza on Kendra's lap.

A few weeks later, Mr. Major General returned to visit a High Officer whose condition was still the same. But this time, there was no anger rising from his lips. Maybe he realized, emotions are not the solution to the problem. However, he remains a father who is now fighting for his daughter's happiness. Whatever way to try.

"Le. thole... Wedhokku boy yo mbok opo pellets. Nganti ra gelem sakliyane. Duh biyung. I kudu piye. Wedhok siji-sijine's son, jian tak eman-eman tenan, but kok yo ra kodal is kandani. Mung ro sampeyan. Mbok yo lek let's.. (Son, when the hell did you heal.. My daughter you pellet anything to not want to be with anyone other than you. Duh ibuk, how should I.. The only girl, who I really take care of, does not want to say. It just wants you, son. Cepetan healed to son)" that's the drama version of Mr. Major General. The Great General was now pleading in front of the prospective son-in-law he had once rejected. Life is so funny sometimes, it keeps turning like a wheel. In the past, he who insisted did not want to accept, now he who scavenged looking for pity.

But Kendra's response remains the same. Silence without a word. Mr. Major General's struggle does not stop there. The man even brought in a special team of doctors from Singapore and some religious experts to provide spiritual motivation, and always faithfully took the time to visit the soldier.

"Maem sing akeh yo le ben ndang mari. (Eating a lot yes want to let the spit healed)" said Mr. Major General while feeding the young man in front of him. "Kok ra lek gelem talking about po piye sausage? Ngasi judeg I ngrungokke child wedok ngomang ngomongke until well. (Kok don't want your nomong is thrush what how? Until I got dizzy my daughter told me you kept talking)."

After feeding, the old man took the box of cookies he brought from home, "Ki you know your bojomu candidate. Bread brownies but rupane ireng tenan. Jebul koyo your. Nyoh dirasake, nek ra yummy ojo. (This is the creation of your future wife. Bread brownies but the color is a great item. I think you turned out. Nih dirasain, if not delicious do not need to be mopped"

Of course it does not feel bad, but miraculously Kendra devoured it without protest. "Not sent to video my son ameh wae mbakar pawon because of gawe iki bread. (You I sent you a video of my son who almost burned the kitchen because of making this bread)" the General said. He regularly sent photos and videos of Khanza without his daughter's knowledge. As long as Kendra had not recovered, the two-star man still insisted on not telling the princess only his wayang.

"Sorry to you, Ndan? (Have you been, Ndan?)" a familiar voice in the General's ear was heard from behind the door. Kendra's father walked in and shook hands with his former employer. Who would have thought, the father of the man who loved his daughter was his personal driver first.

"Come, Kang. Iki again ndelang anak lanang. (Yes, Kang. This again nyapuin lanang's son)"

"That's it... Wes joko ngono kok yo ndadak. (Halah, virgin like that is bribed)"

After having a mouthwash, Khanza's father did not suspect that the man of his daughter's choice was the son of the person he was most disinclined by debt of gratitude. At the time of the Ambon riots that took his wife's life many years ago, if not for the courage of Kendra's father who brought his little baby run hidden into the forest, he said, maybe now he can't see Khanza growing up. A service he will remember all the time.

"The son of lanang dadi tenan soldier to (Anak lanang became a soldier as well)" he said.

The former driver just smiled, "Thanks to dongane njenengan, Ndan. (Thanks to your prayer, Ndan)"

A memory flashed through the green uniformed man's mind. Chakra, Kendra's first name is a gift from her. A name that means weapon, warrior, and protector. Now it grows into a figure that really lives up to its name. How he forgot the little baby he was carrying around. When Kendra was born, the General had been married for four years but had not had children. The presence of the little baby gave his own spirit. Up to nine months later, his wife finally became pregnant and gave birth to his only beautiful daughter, Khanza Wala Palesa.

Kendra's father was not only a driver, but also where the General complained. His religious understanding and wisdom made the Great General like to ask for advice and input. In fact, once upon a time when his daughter was born, Mr. Major General asked Kendra's father to give her a name proposal.

"Wala?"

"Yes Ndan, from Arabic. It means loyalty and love. Like the Commander who is very loyal to the country, may the Commander's daughter be loyal, devoted, and loving to her parents."

That was their conversation twenty-seven years ago. Who would have thought that a baby boy born in the middle of the sun wakes up and a baby girl born in the middle of the day goes home to her contest it is destined to meet each other. The man is the son of dawn, born to meet the day, and the woman is the daughter of dusk, providing shade and tranquility at the end of the day. Two different personalities, from two different backgrounds, but created to complement each other. When heaven and earth meet, there is a HORIZON.

"I went home first yes le" the General said to the man who did not also open his voice. "O yes, I found this in Khanza's room. What the heck is this, de-contained continuously while dangisin. It has something to do with you, right?" the man, who was beginning to be consumed by age, placed a crystal ball he had taken from his daughter's room in Kendra's lap. "Wes yes, lek come. Mengko ndang ndang no rabike ro my wadon boy (Here it is, quickly healed. I will not marry my daughter)."