***NEW DAY (9)***

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"Why is the window still open, Lela?"
Gadsi was somewhat surprised when there mak behind him. He seemed to be caught doing something odd. But soon the girl can be her. Lela quickly closed the trapdoor. Sekatika wind from the outside feels dead.
"Just look out, Mak."
"What did you see?"
"No."
"Does not it exist?"
"There are no moon and stars."
"It's a dark date, and the sky is overcast," he explained.

“Kenapa jendelanya masih terbuka, Lela?”
Gadsi itu agak terkejut ketika menemui mak berada di belakangnya. Dia seperti tertangkap basah sedang melakukan sesuatu yang ganjil. Tapi segera gadis itu bisa menguasai dirinya. Lela cepat-cepat menutup tingkap. Sekatika angin dari luar terasa mati.
“Cuma tengok-tengok ke luar, Mak.”
“Apa yang kamu tengok?”
“Tak ada.”
“Apanya tak ada?”
“Tak ada bulan dan bintang.”
“Ini kan tanggal gelap. Lagi pula langitnya mendung,” jelas maknya.

Correct. The sky was overcast. But the rain has not gone down. Occasionally there was a drizzle, but it did not continue with the rain. August drought brings long jitters. People hope there will be an agreement between the government and GAM. And it's happened. But now the anxiety is still continuing, if-kalu agreement failed as ever happened when KoHa12 first. Then the war happened again. Probably more awesome than ever. Woe is wrong.
The night breeze in his room was so cold. Different from daylight; which is hot and sultry. The night was quiet in that desolate house. The house was the last house in the village hall that started from the Dullah Haji keude, then the house of Abah Husen, then ended up in a board house surrounded by trees. Far to the south are the areca gardens, the jungle jungle where GAM often gather and stay overnight.

Benar. Langit terus mendung. Tapi hujan belum turun-turun. Sesekali memang ada gerimis, tapi tidak berlanjut dengan hujan. Kemarau Agustus membawa kegelisahan panjang. Orang-orang berharap akan terjadi kesepakatan antara pemerintah dan GAM. Dan itu sudah terjadi. Tapi kini kegelisahan itu masih berlanjut, kalau-kalu perjanjian gagal sebagaimana yang pernah terjadi saat KoHa12 dulu. Lalu perang terjadi lagi. Mungkin lebih hebat dari yang sudah-sudah. Moga saja salah.
Angin malam dalam kamarnya terasa begitu dingin. Sungguh beda dengan siang hari; yang panas dan gerah. Malam semakin sunyi di rumah terpencil itu. Rumah itu merupakan rumah terakhir di lorong desa yang berawal dari keude Haji Dullah, lalu rumah Abah Husen, lantas berakhir di rumah papan yang di kelilingi rimbunan pepohonan. Jauh ke arah selatan adalah kebun-kebun pinang, bersambung hutan belantara tempat GAM sering berkumpul dan bermalam.

"Mak see you more silent?"
"Think about the village situation, Mak."
"So what? It's always been our village. "
"Our life is, Mak, it's hard to keep up."
"What do you say? It's like this already. "
"Lela does not like it all this way."
"Where are you going?"
The girl paused.
"Now it's peaceful," his mother continued.

“Mak lihat kamu lebih banyak diam?”
“Pikirkan keadaan kampung, Mak.”
“Memangnya kenapa? Dari dulu kampung kita begini terus.”
“Hidup kita ini, Mak, juga susah terus.”
“Ya mau dibilang apa? Memang sudah begini.”
“Lela tak betah terus-terusan begini.”
“Kamu mau kemana?”
Gadis itu terdiam.
“Sekarang kan sudah damai,” lanjut ibunya.

The words were so beautiful to be heard. Indeed in the past week there is no more gun contact. Soldiers and GAM tried to exercise restraint. If this situation continues, of course there is no more terror to fear.
"Assalamualaikum!" The voice was heard from the front door, followed by a knocking sound.
The two women gasped. It was a male voice, but not Gani's voice, nor Abah Husen. Who is this night visiting home? Do not be a bad person. Usually only military people and GAM who like to visit midnight. Soldiers often check the population. GAM asks for alakadar food. But it's still too early for them to do so.

Kata-kata itu begitu indah terdengar. Memang dalam seminggu terakhir ini tidak ada lagi kontak senjata. Tentara dan GAM berusaha menahan diri. Kalau keadaan ini terus berlanjut, tentu tidak ada lagi teror yang perlu ditakutkan.
“Assalamualaikum!” suara itu terdengar dari pintu depan, diikuti suara ketukan.
Kedua perempuan itu terkesiap. Itu suara laki-laki, tapi bukan suara Gani, bukan pula Abah Husen. Siapa malam-malam begini bertamu ke rumah? Jangan-jangan ada orang jahat. Biasanya cuma orang-orang militer dan GAM yang suka bertamu tengah malam. Tentara sering memeriksa penduduk. GAM meminta makanan alakadar. Tapi ini masih terlalu dini mereka berbuat begitu.

Continued..../ Bersambung

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