Srivijaya irregulars

1. Three Hand Baby

Aren Suwa tried to raise his head from his bed that was only made of matting.

"Change," he touched his father's hand. Don't know what else to do but that.

"Take the machete!" suddenly Kayak Kungga, without taking his eyes off the hands of the three babies, said slowly to whom.

Aren Suwa looked at her father with a look full of guesses

"Change, you ... What do you want?"

There's no answer.

Aren Suwa's husband, Tansa Kaluh, approached while offering a machete. Kayak Kungga then lifted the baby's body with a slow movement.

Then he walked away from the bed where his son lay. No one spoke anymore at that time. Some close brothers

the ones inside the house did not react either. All eyes were on the Kayak Kungga who was silent for quite a while. Eventually, however, the old man began to raise the hands of the three babies, who remained silent with no reaction. All of those who were there instantly held their breaths, as if they could guess what the man who was also the elder would do in this one.

Then, with a confident movement, the Kayak Kungga suddenly moved the machete in his hand, cutting off the hands of the three babies.

Blood instantly spurted as the baby's cry broke.

Aren Suwa roared hysterically. She tried to reach her baby, but her husband tried to calm her down. For a while, no one spoke in the house. Everyone was silent, letting the baby's cries fill the room. Also let the blood stain

the bamboo floor slowly began to drip down, making the residents who had been waiting below

increasingly guessing.

"He's going to die" one of the brothers, standing by the door, whispered to whom.

"Yes, he would have died, if he were just a regular baby,"

Kayak Kungga answered the words while looking at the figure who spoke earlier.

"But" he added

"a baby born with three hands,

certainly not an ordinary baby”

And, no one disputes that remark.

The baby is not dead. From that day on, she grew up healthy like all the other babies.

The inhabitants of the datu will always see its development from day to day. From the moment he walked limped with the guidance of his mother until then he could run to and fro with his friends, everything seemed normal as it was

othersmore. No one remembers what happened that day, except when they were near the boy and saw a lump of flesh on the shoulder

right of the boy.

At such times, it is only people

I would be surprised and ask almost the same question

"Well, are you the baby that was born with three hands?"

And, the boy will nod with confidence. Since he had not understood the true meaning of the words, his grandfather, Bayak Kungga, had often told him about anything,

especially his unusual birth.

His grandfather also gave him the name Tunggasamudra. This is a different name from the names of the children around datu. In fact, Aren Suwa initially refused because he felt unworthy to use it. However, Kayak

Kungga relentlessly convinced him until he finally succumbed.

Tunggasamudra was born to be with his grandfather. He spent more time with his grandfather. Shortly after he was able to walk, he painstakingly descended from the stairs of his house, to creep up to the stairs of his grandfather's house which was right next to his house.

Imagine, at that time he was still walking with a can and his hand was still so small to hold something. However, he could also arrive at his grandfather's gutter house, only to sit on his grandfather's lap.

And, later when he was sitting on that lap, his grandfather would always start telling stories ....

"Do you know why I call you Tunggasamudra?" he folded his face until little Tunggasamudra laughed a little at that

"Because I want you to be a special person tomorrow. Because Tunggasamudra are names that are often used by warriors in the past. In fact, the kings in Telaga Batu also used that name." Yeah, it's always like that. Like Kungga was so proud of his grandson, probably because Tunggasamudra was his only grandchild. So that's it, he

teach her granddaughter anything. From running fast to climbing tall trees, even fighting.

So that, one day, when Tunggasamudra was caught fighting with one of his friends who always disturbed him, Like Kungga even laughed widely while

blurted

"Hahaha.good, good. You're really gonna be a great swordsman." And, little Tunggasamudra will smile happily at that.

Until Tunggasamudra enters the age of six, everything seems to be going well.

However, a person's life line is not always a straight line. One day, suddenly, everything changes. The rain that originally fell like the spread of small needles, suddenly turned into a pebble.

The mood suddenly gripped.

Musi River that is not far from the datu also overflowed. At first everyone felt safe in their high gutter houses. However, the overflow felt increasingly stronger and stronger, as the wind roared incessantly. Over time, without being able to cover up again, fear began to appear in their minds.

Until finally a house can no longer withstand the pressure of water. Four wooden supports collapsed, making the house and the people in it fell into the overflow of river water. However, their screams seemed to be inaudible to the roar of rain and wind.

One more house then collapsed, then followed by other houses one by one. Until not long later some houses in datu collapsed swept by the overflow of water.

At the home of Tansa Kalu and Aren Suwa, Tunggasamudra hugged his mother tightly. The wind has moved their tares in such a way as to move. However, Tansa Kalu is still trying to survive. He heard screaming outside his house.

"Someone called” hiss Aren Suwa.

Tansa Kalu nodded. He moved towards the door and immediately grabbed the bamboo blind that covered it. Right in front of him, the Kayak Kungga stood as far as five spears from

home threshold.

"Ke .. ge .. ra Bayak Kungga shouted. However, Tansa Kalu only heard pieces of her speech.

"WHATAAA?" Tansa Kalu yells.

"Kelu .. sege.." cried Kayak Kungga again.

"He asked us out!" Aren Suwa who was behind Tansa Kalu shouted.

Tansa Kalu turned away with a look of disbelief

"out?" tannya

"Water is so high, we can die

carried water!"

"But we'll die sooner if this house gets carried away by water!" yelled Aren Suwa again.

Tansa Kalu thought again. However, that's when the pressure makes their home more volatile. Soon he made a decision. The body of the Tunggasamudra,

then hugging Aren Suwa's waist, the three jumped out.

VICCUP ... BYUUURH ... BYUUURH ....

All three were immediately swallowed by the increasingly violent overflow of water. Without being able to resist, they could only follow the swift flow of water.

The three of them saw their house begin to collapse slowly, almost overriding their own bodies, making their handrails start to fall apart. However, Aren Suwa

it immediately moved quickly to save Tunggasamudra who was almost away from him. It was in that condition that the tail of his eyes saw his father's house also begin to collapse quickly, before his father could jump out!

Aren Suwa shouted out loudly. However, his shout could only be swallowed by the roar around him. He can no longer think far. His tears that should have broken, as if swallowed by the overflow of water that continued to carry his body out of nowhere.

Aren Suwa continued to try to hold on. She no longer sees her husband, nor does she see anyone. All he did was continue to stick with the flow while continuing

holding the body of the Tunggasamudra tightly. That's all he remembers.

However, the flood of water is getting louder and relentless. Fatigue hit Aren Suwa's body. The grip of his hand on the body of the Tunggasamudra, unavoidably, began to loosen and loosen.

It was at that moment that Aren Suwa suddenly saw a wooden sealondong nearby. He immediately grabbed the wood and told Tunggasamudra to hold it tightly.

"Hug this!" he said in the middle of the water.

"And don't you ever let go!"

Then, the two returned could only follow the overflow. Some time the two still seem together, but soon, somehow Tunggasamudra finds that his mother is no longer next to him. Only he himself was carried away by the current.

Tunggasamudra tried to look back, but there was nothing else. Only water and water were visible throughout his gaze. Tunggasamudra really wanted to cry at that moment. The sense of loss and fear ambushed and gripped him so much. However, his mother's words seemed to ring back in his ears: Hugs this!And, don't you ever let go!

So, he could only tighten his embrace on the wooden logs given by his mother. I don't know how long he hugged the wood. He can't remember it at all.

All he knew was that his body was getting weaker. His eyes were also half closed. And he heard his own breath

which has been orderly. That was when the shadow of his grandfather's face appeared within

his memory, also the shadow of the face of his father and mother ....

The small stump of amudra seemed to be carried away by the shadow. Unknowingly the grip on the wooden logs was getting more and more

loosening and loosening....

Then, the feeling of the three shadows further left him, making himself alone.

Little Tunggasamudra immediately tried to reach the shadow ....

That's when the handle on the piece of wood came off! However, the moment the handle completely slipped off, a few hands saved him.