Sharing Love: Puspita East & West
In A Small Hut
With careful steps, Schultz entered the small hut. Her dagger had fallen out of nowhere. He no longer has a gun. Right now, there was nothing he could do but be wary of what the old man would do.
“Sorry, I don't have warm clothes for you, but you can wear these,” said the old man bidding on a piece of cloth. Schultz also received the cloth. He could understand his words, but he could not answer them. His foreign language skills are indeed different from Anastasia who has been studying since living in Malacca.
“Please wait, the water in the kitchen will cook soon. You can enjoy a cup of hot ginger after this,” the old man left Schultz without any suspicion. The young man will not be able to do anything. His limp body limited his every move.
Schultz's eyes were almost closed when suddenly the old man came out of the kitchen with a teapot and two cups of poci on a tray he was carrying. The man poured a cup of ginger for his guests. The steam from his drink was still thickly steaming, indicating that the drink was very hot. It is perfect to be a chatter friend in heavy rain.
“I'm cooking rice. Enjoy this little by little. It will make your body warmer,” said the old man, then back to the kitchen.
Schultz's hand was shivering loudly. He was very cold after walking outside for a long time. Moreover, his clothes were still wet because of the rain. He put his hand on the wall of the pot to feel a little warmth.
The fragrant ginger poked the young man's nose. Schultz's eyes were staring at the steam that was still billowing on the surface of the pot. He wanted to sip it a little, but the heat of the water made him unable to drink.
When the old man came back, Schultz still did not drink a single drop of his ginger. The drink was still hot even after being left for a while. Schultz could only observe him in silence.
“Nak, eat. I see you're very tired. You must have not eaten all day,” said the old man offered. He had already put a serving of rice covered with quail meat. There was a sweet smell of spices that smelled from there.
Just as Schultz was about to receive the dinner plate, he suddenly recalled something. If only he had the energy, he would have stared intently at the old man. There could be poison or dope in these foods. But now he can only look at you.
The old man frowned. He smiled bitterly realizing the intent of Schultz's view that looks cynical even sedu. Without commenting, he took his food rations. Before eating the first bite, he said to Schultz, “Nak, eat it. I swear in the name of Almighty God that food is safe for you to eat. I won't force you. It's a loss if you don't eat this special meat.”
Schultz remained unmoved. He left the food in front of him and looked at the old man who was eating voraciously and with pleasure. Over time, he was unable to endure his hunger. Finally, he ate the old man's food.
Schultz found it strange to eat the old man who was for him a village. The old man ate with his hands straight away as if there was no problem. Well, because there was no spoon, Schultz imitated the way the old man ate. It was more comfortable than eating with a spoon. I don't know why Schultz knows it now.
When the first mouthful entered his mouth, he immediately felt something unexpected. This food is delicious. It tastes good and smells good. If only his strength had recovered, Schultz would probably have eaten the white meaty food with great voracity.
Schultz's ginger started to cool as he ate. He drank it and felt something like a stabbing, but tasty on the tongue. In his heart he murmured that this drink tasted better than any wine he ever drank. Probably because he hasn't had a drink like this in a long time. He wanted to feel it again
After eating and drinking, Schultz did not immediately rest. To be exact, he could not immediately rest. The shadow of events that happened to him lately sprung up like a torrential flood of water. He felt so dizzy with his depression.
“God, huh? Does such nonsense really exist?” murmured Schultz in his seat. His body began to shiver again. He felt that he was going through a very severe torture. This fate he had experienced seemed to be playing tricks on him.
“Hm, even though the evidence is already on you. Can't you understand?” asked the old man while frowning his forehead. Schultz. He did not understand what the old man meant.
“Nak, where are you from?” the old man asked again.
“Lojie.”
“Not that one. Your other origin. Where were you born?” the old man corrected his question. Schultz replied, “Ibuku.”
“Then, where is your mother?” ask the old man again. Schultz replied again, “Grandpa.”
The old man kept asking the same question as the variable Schultz answered. He invited the young man to contemplate the origin of man. Do not ask about the theory of evolution. The theory was not discovered in Schultz's lifetime. After all, the theory has been widely debunked and is very unlikely to be proven. The question stopped until Schultz mentioned his ancestor, the first man, Prophet Adam as.
“You understand that. Shouldn't that be enough?” the old man was astonished at the young man before him. Especially when the young man shook his head slowly, feeling not enough with the explanation of the old man.
“Son, did you know that man was once in a time where he could not yet be called?” asked the old man who was returned with a ring did not understand by Schultz, “Nak, in fact the man was created with two nutfahs mixed, namely male nutfah and female nutfah. God tested him, so God gave him hearing and sight. Think about! You will find the instructions from here.”
“Then, at the creation of heaven and earth and the alternation of day and night,” said the old man because again Schultz shook his head not understanding, “There are signs of God's power for those who think.”
“Son, everything must have created it, including this vast and beautiful heaven and earth. Think about how it was created. Maybe you will think that the sky and earth are formed according to the laws of nature that apply,” explained the old man, “Then, you also have to remember that every law must have set it.”
“As for the change of day and night,” continued the old man, “The two will not precede each other. Do you see that process every day. It was a small part of so many signs of God's power.”
“Nak, after this rain subsides, try to see the sky. Look how perfect it is! The sky is an amazing creature. You won't find any defects in there stuff in the slightest,” said the old man with a smile of reverence, “Nak, the sky is also part of the signs of God's power.”
Schultz bowed to reflect on the old man's words. He was silent in his seat until he suddenly laughed so tired. The old man also sighed. He never expected the arrival of guests like this young man in his old age.
“Oh, that blonde hair,” said the old man, “Really reminds me of the past. About, how are things there now? I really miss them. Are they still alive? Or did it precede me first? Whichever the answer is, I hope they receive the light of God before leaving this mortal world.”
Schultz only woke up after the sunrise was quite high. Her body is still cold. He slept in wet clothes. The cloth that the old man had given him last night had gone to waste.
The young man's body had not completely recovered. He was only able to walk up to the hut yard. There, he basked himself in the warm sunshine. It felt so delicious as if the fatigue in his soul was lifted along with the evaporating of water.
