CUTS
Events at Dawn Morning...

The shocking news has again ripped the public. The Acehnese people mourn especially the members of the guerrillas. Their supreme leader was killed along with his wife and two bodyguards in the hills in a battle with TNI forces. Guerilla leaders from various regions declared 44 days of mourning.

The military has read the action so they also tightened security at various vulnerable points. Strikes of grenades at police or army headquarters occurred in various regions. Brimob and Koramil posts were the main targets of the attack.

Many have been victims of both the military and the public. Hiding stone throwing tactics are still a mainstay of the separatists to reduce the number of their members who died.

Kidnapping is becoming. Regional soldiers who have served a long time in Aceh were also affected. In the dark, they disappear without being noticed at last. They left with names. Without knowing where the grave is. Vice versa, the houses of the rebels were visited by TNI forces. They ransacked the houses one by one just to get a photo. Unfortunately, the habits of villagers who do not go to high school make the soldiers have to swallow bitterness until finally venting anger to the community.

Human Rights violations in Aceh often occur but never fully investigated. In fact, the outside world also highlighted about the violation of Human Rights. By dawn, people who were preparing to go to the mosque were again startled by the sound of bombs. “Abuuuu.” Shouted Cut in his room.

In a panic, Abu and Umi immediately run to Cut's room. The gunshot cannot be prevented. Cut hysterically in his room.

“Quiet. Abu sam Umi is here.” Umi hugged the princess with a trembling body while continuing to cry hysterically as if the incident was in front of her eyes.

“Abu, medicine!” Ash ran out to fetch water and medicine for Cut.

“Read Bismillaah, Nak.” pinta Umi which of course does not get an answer. With difficulty Abu and Umi calm down until intermittent minutes after taking the medicine, Cut back calm.

The sound of the gun still happened several times. From the outside came the sound of ambulance sirens passing through the road in front of the market.

“Abu, Umi, Scared Cut. Someone must have been shot. Where's Mae and Rendra? Mr. Amir check, Mak Kek Siti how he is. Intan and Faris are they okay? Ash, Cut...”.

In tears he worried one by one his immediate family until a drug reaction made him fall asleep.

“Abu, how is this?” ask Umi restlessly.

For several months Cut had a new depression this time he reacted when he heard the sound of a bomb. The fear of losing those closest to you comes back to haunt your mind, making it hysterical.

Abu could only sigh for a moment while looking at the princess who had fallen limp with tears still soaking her cheeks. While outside the shophouse still heard the sound of the shoes of the soldiers who were chasing.

The morning was supposed to be a quiet morning because of the holiday but due to the incident at dawn this made Sunday morning became gripping because all shop owners were asked out.

Each shophouse was entered by soldiers for inspection. “Exit all! Don't try to run or we shoot on the spot!”

No one dared to argue. The market atmosphere is so tense.

“Pak, my son is sick on top. If possible please let him sleep.” Pinta Abu who has been lined up below with Umi, Mae and Rendra.

“There are people trying to protect rebel members here? Please confess now or you will know the consequences. Helping the rebels is like fighting the state. Fighting against the state means dying. Are you ready to die now?” the voice of the army full of emotions was so terrifying.

Several soldiers broke into the shop every corner. Stuff on the floor. They checked up to the top floor even the ceiling of the upper floor was also affected. They suspect every ceiling on the top floor of every store as a hiding place for the rebels.

“Abuuuuu, Umiiiii.”

“Abuuu.....Umiiii.”

Cut was hysterical when he found some soldiers rummaging through the upper floors. The soldiers who were having the most difficult emotions involuntarily pulled Cut down. Cut resisted while shouting hysterically to make Abu and Umi more agitated.

Abu ran towards the shophouse with Umi. “Pak, my daughter is mentally ill. Please let me take the cure.” pinta Abu on one of the soldiers standing in front of the store.

As soon as he saw Abu and Umi, Cut immediately ran to hug them. All eyes were on Cut who was so hysterical in Umi's embrace. The sound of gunfire was heard followed by the screams of the man being beaten by some soldiers inside the fish market.

“Quick kataka! Where's the guy?”

“I don't know, Sir.”

Bug.bugs...

Umi hugs the princess tightly, while little Rendra also starts to get scared in Mae's arms. The ashes are getting more and more upset with everything that's happening. Recently, he experienced something like this. Once, while in the village. People are not treated like this.

“Everyone get down!!” shouted a soldier with a loud voice.

At once, all the residents of the market lay down on Umi's own land just sitting while hugging Cut who continued to scream. Tears, takbir and prayers continued to climb from every mouth of the inhabitants of the market at that time.

At the end of the rifle their lives could be floated at any moment. The emotions of the soldiers that morning were not without cause. Their commander and several colleagues were killed by grenade throwing and gunfire last night. One of the rebels who took action last night was seen running into a market area. From the overnight chase to the morning has not managed to find the perpetrators even until the aid forces are also brought in to comb the market area, shopping areas and home friends of residents around the market.

The sound of a more powerful explosion occurred again. Everyone panicked back. They could not move anywhere because the soldiers were like besieging the current market area.

“Asap is thick, it looks like there is a fire.” said one vegetable seller.

A gas cylinder in a store exploded after being thrown by an unknown person into a truck parked by the side of the road.

A dark Sunday morning turned into a black cloud as several shops in front of a burning army truck became the scene of an angry outburst of soldiers who failed to find the perpetrators. Armed with a gas cylinder, the rebels again managed to attack them. No one was killed but many were injured.

The shops lined up on the side of the road were wiped out by the red whiz. The owners could only cry lamenting their dark Sunday mornings in an instant.

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