Under the Hugs of the Colonial Army

Eudaimonism

Eudaimonism is a view of life that considers happiness as the goal of all human behavior. However, basically, humans are living looking for a point of happiness, some consider beauty a benchmark of happiness but it is wrong, if Cleopatra was happy, she would not have committed suicide by nibbling a cobra into her hand. Is love the source of happiness? Why are so many people hurt by love?

Sri Utami has a beautiful face, a lot of love that comes, but she is hurt also by the love, even having to suffer because of love.

" Mrsi?" the voice of the young man behind him called out his name.

Sri Utami, who was waiting for the sentence that Rahman was about to say, immediately turned to look at the smiling look on the face of an adult youth. In an instant Sri Utami had her eyes enlarged due to pleasure. An engraved smile showed off a line of his teeth.

"Bang Hardi!"sri Utami shouted as she hugged him.

Rahman who saw this, his face turned sour, there was a dislike for the presence of his half-brother Sri Utami, the sentence to be delivered was pulled back, his body was sculpted to watch his puja girl in the man's arms. Hardi loosened his embrace looking at Sri Utami's face under the moonlight.

"Sri, I was told to pick you up! Let's go home!" get Kang Hardi to press.

"Rahman, I'll go home first." Said Sri Utami waving and holding Hardi's arm and walking with her brother.

"Sri, who was your boyfriend?" ask Hardi.

"It's not Kang, Sri doesn't have a boyfriend!" sri Utami.

"Oya, really? You don't like her?" ask Hardi.

"Why do they keep going,!" sri Utami said pouting.

"Indeed, I can't know what people Sri likes," Hardi said.

" It's ah kang!" sri Utami said she was reluctant to discuss her feelings.

"okay!" hardi.

*****

Sri Utami, who now lives in the house of Nyai Dasimah, occupies a room commonly used by Hardi during Hardi's lecture to the Netherlands. Hardi's return makes Nyai Dasimah confused to put Hardi. However, Hardi chose to relinquish occupying the guest room.

The sun was emitting its rays, Sri Utami was still in her room making clothes designs. The door was knocked from the outside, Sri Utami immediately rose to open the door, Hardi's face smiling behind the door.

"Can I come in?" ask Hardi.

"Please this room kang Hardi as well," replied Sri Utami widened the door leaf.

Hardi entered her room that had already turned into a room of female nuance, the female perfume clearly smelled. Hardi held a book, his eyes catching scratches on the study desk paper.

"again make a design?" tanya Hardi held the paper.

" Yes kang!" sri Utami said.

Hardi then sat beside the bed facing the window, he patted the place next to him asking Sri Utami to sit next to him. Sri Utami sat down according to Hardi's request.

" Sri, we never used to be this cool" Hardi said staring at Sri Utami's face.

" Yes, I really hate you kang, for taking my father away from me!" sri Utami said with a smile.

"I hate you too, and you're so sweet and whiny!" hardi's words made the two laugh in light of his childhood.

Nyai Dasimah who passed in front of Sri Utami's room smiled, his heart was relieved to see Sri Utami happy again. He let his bachelor child with his son spend time.

Back to Hardi and Sri Utami in the room.

"Sri, I have something for you!" hardi handed over the book he was holding.

"The Book of the American Revolution?" sri Utami said taking the book.

"Yes, Sri. America is one of the countries that can be free from British colonialism. Isn't that awesome! can get out of colonialism, even though they were not originally one nation, but a colony?" hardi assured Sri Utami.

" Yes kang! then what else happened?" ask Sri Utami.

" you're great, read it yourself! why do I love the book, if I tell you!" hardi said while cengegesan.

"That's the basis!" said Sr Utami pouting.

"Your husband is beautiful!" hardi said making Sri Utami more attractive.

Sri just fell silent, breathing out. Not happy to say beautiful. All women love the compliment of their beauty.

"Kang knows? Just being beautiful does not mean that the world is already in our possession" said Sri Utami.

"You mean Sri?" hardi said astonished.

" It's too heavy a compliment to kang Hardi. Many more beautiful women in this world like Zulaikha" said Sri Utami.

"Kang, Zulaika was the most beautiful woman in Egypt who loved her slave, Joseph. Zulaikha had treasures, dignity and the title of beauty. But there is one thing he does not have, Joseph. But when he does not have everything even he is old, the beauty has faded, he got Yusuf" said Sri Utami.

"What is the relationship of praise to you?" hardi said while cengegesan

"Kang, I don't want to be praised for being beautiful!" Because after all that is gone people will not praise me anymore, everyone will leave me and forget me" Sri Utami said, shaking her lips.

"Basic boy! bawel" Hardi said as she pinched Sri Utami's cheek before stretching her leg out of the room. Sri Utami was comforted by the presence of the older brother, the father figure felt present again despite the difference in attitude and form.

****

Seven full moon has passed, but Sri Utami's love has not been lost on Van Berg, his heart is always rustling every mention of his name. Sri Utami never saw Van Berg again. But the world is too narrow for them to hide. At night a car passed and stopped in front of the Volksraad building. Sri Utami came out of the building.

"Honey, why pick up everything here" Van Berg told Madeleief who was seen with a large pregnant stomach coming out of the car.

Sri Utami saw this in front of his eyes, Van Berg pulled Madelief out of the car and was seated in a chair under a tree. The happiness of the couple.

Lies if Van Breg does not love Madelief, the inner Sri Utami.

If to be honest Sri Utami felt her heart was sliced, the affection in front of her eyes made the heat rumble in her chest. But what right Sri Utami, jealousy alone should not, miss and love him was already forbidden.

"Sri let's go home!" take Soendari while patting her shoulder.

"Hm." she answered, her eyes still watching Van Berg.

" The boy who was after you! you're in love with her?" said Soendari who followed the view of Sri Utami.

" It seems," Sri Utami replied subduing her gaze.

" Forgot him, he's married!" said Soendari pulled Sri Utami's arm.

"I was forgetting, too, "sri Utami replied, paralleling her steps with Soendari.

"If you're forgetting it, don't keep looking at it." Gerrutu Soendari.

"Yes" replied Sri Utami.

"Sri, is kang Hardi still in your house? soendari blushed in shame.

" Yes, of course it is his home, he has completed his studies in the Netherlands" said Sri Utami.

"That means he'll be in Indonesia forever! Yes!" soendari jubilant.

"Why are you Soen?" ask Sri Utami

" Can I come play to your house? I also want to meet Kang Hardi." said Soendari.

Sri Utami understood that Soendari liked Hardi from school in AMS. Sri welcomed Soendari's wishes by bringing her home. It just so happened that Hardi was in the guest room reading a book when Sri Utami came. Sri Utami kissed Hardi's hand, which Soendari followed.

"Eh what's Soen?" ask Sri astonishment.

"Hehehe" Soendari replied with a sigh and withstood the embarrassment

"Yes sat down first Soen, I made a drink first. Kang Hardi is Soendari Sri temen." said Sri.

Hardi just turned his head for a while and nodded towards Soendari, then refocused on her book. Sri Utami went to the kitchen to let them talk.

"Kang Hardi likes books about war?" ask Soendari carefully.

"hm." Hardi's answer is still submerged in his book

" What war is kang?" ask Soendari.

"the world!" hardi replied without looking at Soendari.k obrri

Soendari twisted her brain to be able to melt the atmosphere with Hardi who was indifferent.

"Kang Hardi, what kind of female criteria does she like?" tanya Soendari was embarrassed to say the question.

"Like SRI!" answer with great steadiness.

Sri Utami was there carrying drinks. Instantly Soendari's face had turned sour. Hardi realized the existence of Sri Utami his heart trembled like he had expressed his feelings directly to Sri Utami.

I told you love brings suffering and disappointment, only gives a little happiness to those who successfully destroy suffering in love.

SERIATE.....