Horizons

Episode 84

-Kendra

My head feels sore. There was a bandage on his forehead. Before opening my eyes perfectly, my sense of hearing first caught the sound of sobs that had disturbed my subconscious. My gaze descended down, finding the girl slumping her head over the blanket. The memory of the incident a moment ago played back, ah right, the taste action that led to the riot was the reason why I could be here.

"Sa." I called him. The sound of sobs stopped for a moment. Khanza raised his head. As soon as he saw me with his eyes open, the girl immediately lunged at me and locked him in a hug.

"Kendraa.. hyks hyks hyks" she cried again. His hands were getting tighter and tighter hugging my body, leaving me out of breath.

"Sa. Sa's breath can't breathe."

Hearing the protest from my mouth, Khanza panicked and immediately let go of his embrace, "Who can't breathe? Well how is this? Here I give you artificial breath here" This woman.

Just one more stop our lips meet, I pull his head back. Her lips were not happy with what I was doing. Not wanting her to be angry, I who moved forward gave one small kiss in her tiny mouth. One smile was etched on his face.

I woke up leaning on the back of the bed. Khanza sits close with our hands still tied to each other. The girl lowered her head.

"Sa." I called him.

There's no answer.

"Khanza's.." Again I called his name.

He's still quiet. Hiding his face behind his hair.

Just now my mouth will be back to sound, but the sobbing of the girl's cry is back heard. "Sa.. Why are you?"

Her crying is getting worse. I cupped my hands on both cheeks, raised his chin slightly upwards. His eyes were so moist and red, his breath was wheezing with the swift tears flowing down, and his lips trembled slightly. My heart was broken to see the woman who always showed a cheerful smile was now drowning in tears.

"Sa, what's wrong with you?" Instead of stopping, her crying became more and more so.

"Hiks.hiks.."

"Sasa.."

Not only me, but the woman in front of me was also shocked, somehow the name just slid. Amidst our unanswered confusion, Khanza came back as he pleased. I put my head on my chest. I rubbed his hair gently, and the tip of his head I kissed small, hoping to give a little peace "Sshh. Why the hell are you, honey? Hm?"

"I'm afraid" he replied with a gasp of breath.

"Fear what?"

"I was afraid to see you like that. I hate to see you just being attacked, stoned, shoved in a kayak. Pake pret-sokan be a hero again howling people. I already know the danger, just find safe why the hell" he said at length.

I smiled a little. There was happiness filling my heart when I saw how much this little girl was worried about me. Honestly, I hate making her cry, I hate making her worry. But how else, this is not just a job, but a responsibility and a conscience. I was a soldier. Standing in the line of unrest to fortify two sides. Must not hurt the little people but must also submit to the herd of elites.

When the people want this, but the ruler wills that, that is where our bodies, the soldiers, will be used to fortify dissent. Being insulted, reviled, yelled at, stoned with stones and pebbles is common. Butwhat? Against us we cannot. Because they are the ones we have to take care of. In order not to get hurt, so as not to get hurt. But they don't care.

The ruler up there willingly monopolizes the policy. When people protest, they use our bodies to take shelter. They can stay calm in his residence, relax with relatives. While we, having to stand still in the hot sun with sweat and blood flowing in a row, far away there the family awaits, but must still stand to maintain the integrity of the motherland.

"Are you worried?" ask me while rubbing the remains of tears on his cheeks.

"No. I'm hanger. Keep dying" he said.

"Who shall I keep dying? Hm?"

"I'm lucky there are nine. So there's eight left"

"Kayak cat only nine lives"

"Emang cat. It's your kitten"

I want to live with species one. It could end crying sobbing even talking kitten.