Under the Hugs of the Colonial Army
The new Imperialist
After the unconditional surrender of the Nederland to Japan, it ended with the rule of the white state in the Dutch East Indies. Japan formed a military government, the island of Java was handed over under the leadership of the Army.
The arrival of the Sakura country to the earth etched a new dark history, correcting drops of people's fighting blood. Initially the fresh breeze offered turned out to be just a mere joke, the promised independence was only a joke of the imperialist.
The earth was thrown into chaos when the imperialist footing first began. Robberies in some areas were carried out by residents, they robbed shops, warehouses and factories. Government officials do not get their salaries forced to slam the steering wheel working as profiteers.
The people's economy was very disturbed, in March, April, until May 1942 many people were peddling used goods on the streets in big cities. People have difficulty getting basic ingredients such as sugar and rice because the price skyrocketed. Sweet potatoes are also a substitute choice for staple foods. People eat more cassava than rice.
The Japanese government initially cracked down on anyone who raised prices, those who dared to raise their trading prices were punished by whipping and drying all day, but Japanese efforts did not produce significant changes.
The Japanese government took action with the obligation of the people to sell foodstuffs to the Japanese army under the pretext of maintaining prices. But this policy has further aggravated the situation.
Every day the newspapers broadcast the news of the homeland, Sri Utami can only breathe in the face of unstable economic conditions, plus since the arrival of Japan, he said, all movement organizations were dissolved including the Wife of Sedar, Sri utami felt empty because the organization that had been ingrained was now unable to operate anymore.
Sri Utami whose life rests on Nyai Dasimah can only take away, he was not used to working all this time, he only struggled with his organization, but the current conditions forced him to work odd jobs. Sri Utami began to manage the work of sewing clothes according to order, besides that when Sri Utami was miserable if there was no stitching order he made herbal soap and powder which was then sold in the market.
"Sri! what are you thinking?" asked Nyai Dasimah who appeared suddenly on the door.
"Ah, I just feel the smell of ma'am!" sri Utami said with a smile.
Nyai Dasimah finally approached her and sat on the bench next to her, the girl next to her was now an adult and her beauty line was more and more enchanting every young man.
"Sri! don't you intend to get married?" nyai Dasimah asked looking at him.
Sri Utami who heard the question only replied with a smile, then exhaled freely.
"I must be married, but not now" Sri Utami said, smiling.
"Are you still thinking about that Dutch boy?" nyai Dasimah asked probing into the corner of Sri Utami's eye.
"I always miss her ma'am" said Sri Utami as she bowed holding her heart tight.
"The longer you get older Sri, the younger you may be killed" Nyai Dasimah said.
"Yes ma'am, Sri only needs a moment, Sri will not wait for him anymore, Sri Utami said with her heart sliced.
Nyai Dasimah muttered and went back into the house leaving Sri Utami who again struggled with his thoughts. He had heard that the Dutch and other westerners were put into camps by the Japanese.
Amidst her daydreams, Sri Utami smiled at the arrival of her old friend Soendari who was holding a small baby in her lap.
"Soen?" said Sri Utami who immediately embraced Soendari.
Sri Utami observed a small baby in Soendari's lap, she stroked the baby's cheek. Sri Utami immediately hanged Soendari into his house.
"Soyen! Where have you been all this time?" ask Sri Utami.
" I'm at home Sri, as a housewife," replied Soendari.
Sri Utami immediately elucidated the carpet and brought a pillow, because it saw Soendari seemed to have been sore to hold the baby.
"Soen's sleeping here!" sri Utami.
"There is nothing troublesome" said Sri Utami, looking at the baby who had been laid on the carpet.
"Who are you married to? why not invite me?" sri Utami asked smilingly playing on the baby's cheek.
"Let's guess, Sri!" soendar said with a smile.
"Who?" sri Utami said as she pursed her lips.
"The Hardi, Sri!" soendari said with a smile.
Sri Utami looked at Soendari in disbelief," Really?" sri Utami
Soendari just smiled while nodding her head, Sri Utami was silent there was a sense of disappointment, she did not know the marriage of her half-brother at all, even Nyai Dasimah never talked about it.
"Sorry Sri, I know you're disappointed!"soendari said while bowed.
"Yes, I'm disappointed no one told me!" sri Utami said slowly.
"Kang Hardi really likes you, but Nyai Dasimah knows you're blood forbidden, so we were married off to Nyai Dasimah!" Soendari.
"I'm fine you married kang Hardi, but why am I the only one who doesn't know this is Soen!" lirih Sri Utami while dripping water droplets fertilized her eyes.
"Sorry Sri!" soendari hugged Sri Utami.
They also strip off together in arms, have not met more than seven years of longing, anger, and disappointment that was vented by these two friends. Until finally the atmosphere became liquid again after they changed the topic.
" Sri, I'm very happy to see the Dutch, Arabs, Chinese today!" soendari said while breastfeeding her baby.
"Hemm, maybe that's what Soen's karma is, they have to languish in the internment camp, I think it's too cruel this Japan. But whatever the power, we are also not the same as oppressed!" sri Utami.
"Yes, Sri. The youth cannot speak Dutch, the brothers are sent to the camps. Worse, everyone has to look like Japan" Soendari said.
"Yes, they say nippon asia light, nippon asian leader, nippon asian protector, open it?" said Sri Utami who both giggled.
"Hus, be careful if we can get cut down by samurai nippon soldiers!" said Soendari who still likes a smile.
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The initial conditions of the Japanese occupation became a painless chasm for westerners, especially the Dutch. Those who did not escape back to their homeland were forced to live bitter lives, and faced indecent treatment from the Japanese army. Not a few rich Dutch people who were dragged to detention camps, their property was wiped out, Dutch girls and women were abused.
The room was stuffy and smelly not to mention the lack of lighting, the Dutch soldiers were in the custody. They became prisoners of war in Japan. Every day they are forced to work on building railroads.
Dutch youth whose good looks are still engraved sitting pensively in the corner of the room, he observed a book that brought memories with his girl Sri Utami. The shadow of the smile of the girl is still remembered, the warmth of Sri Utami's touch when releasing her disappearance is still clearly drawn in her mind.
"Sri! missed you!" van Berg said bowed.
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