REPLACEMENT MEN Season 2
BLACK ANGEL

Inside a cave, there was a man lying weakly on a stone slab. His body was bare-chested, wearing only a kind of tassel at the bottom of the body and covered in worn cloth. Eyes closed tightly, breathing down slowly. Next to it lit a bonfire as body warmers as well as attacking the pot of land on it.

The srek srek ....

There were footsteps coming into the cave. Before long appeared a thick curly-haired female figure. His rumba skirt seemed to be swinging as he walked.

He approached the man. His hand held the man's forehead. A moment later there was a smile on his thick lips. Then he turned to the campfire. The contents of the pot of earth that was on the fire.

"Aargh ...." The man whimpered.

After scooping the contents of the Pot into a small bowl of clay, the young woman immediately moved closer. He was sitting on a stone plate, next to the man.

He looks like the man is moving. His eyes closed and began to open. One end of his lips was pulled up, his face stiffened. He seemed to be enduring a lot of pain.

"Aargh," he groaned once more.

When the man's eyes opened completely, there appeared before him the face of a dark-skinned girl. The girl smiled kindly at him, without a sound.

"D-where's my-me?" the man asked.

The girl did not answer. He helped the man wake up. Then his hand restrained the man's back, while the other hand thrust a bowl filled with a deep green liquid.

"Bec ... Aam ... Ughb ... Um!" Strange sounds came out of the girl's mouth. He brought the bowl closer to the man's mouth.

For a moment the man tried to escape. But when he saw a friendly smile on the lips of the dark-skinned girl, the man no longer hesitated to drink what was given to him.

The man frowned and pursed his lips after drinking the potion he knew what it was. The girl chuckled at the expression on the man's face. Then he again helped the man to lay his body on the rock plate.

"Ughb ... Ah ...ugh ugh!" he said while making a gesture telling him to sleep.

"I-I'm where? I-i why?" The man's eyeballs were spinning. He scanned the contents of the cave which reached an affordable view. It ended up with the girl in front of him.

"W-who are you?" tanyanya.

The girl did not answer. Just a neat line of colored teeth contrasted with her dark skin that she had displayed.

The man raised his hand. The face of the girl in front of him. Suddenly she felt like crying. Then a clear grain dripped from his net.

"I-i'm w-who?" tanyanya, lyrical and raucous.

***

Walking time. The needle of the clock moves with the rotation of the earth on its axis. Day changes night normally.

The man inside the cave was starting to improve. The wounds all over his body had started to dry up. Also the gunshot wound in the thigh has improved. He could sit and lie down by himself.

All can not be separated from the patience of the jet-skinned girl. Every day, the girl comes in the morning. He would bring food and also medicinal herbs for the man. Then all day he would serve and wait for the man in the cave. Giving medicine, feeding, wiping his body and talking, even with sign language. Yes, that girl can't talk.

By late afternoon, he'll be saying goodbye. After lighting the bonfire, he would leave the man behind. And it repeats itself every day.

Today the man started walking. He was wearing a wooden stick made by the girl. With the help of the girl, the man was trained to walk out of the cave.

"Ughb ... E ..um ..agh!" said the girl, gesturing for the man to sit on a rock in front of the mouth of the cave.

The man slowly put his ass down. He still grimaced in pain as his legs flexed. Hurriedly the girl crouched down in front of him and gently massaged her stiff knees.

"Ahh ..," the man exhaled a long breath. "Thank you" he said.

The girl looked up. Back a row of neat teeth is shown. The sunlight shone on her jet skin, making it sparkle like a black pearl. Her eyes sparkled beautifully, giving a happy aura to anyone who looked at her.

The man breathed. "What's your name?" tanyakanya.

The girl raised both eyebrows. A knot smile now adorns the lips. Then he started to open his mouth. "Bbb-c ... Am ..am!" said it.

A wry smile on the man's lips. It's free for him to ask for names. The girl who helped him couldn't talk. And maybe not understand his words.

"Aaa ...?" The girl rounded her mouth. His facial expression seemed to imply that he knew what the man was saying.

"Yes, 'Black Angel'. You fit that name." The man smiled. His outstretched hand touched Black Angel's hair. The thick curly hair, down to his cheeks and chin. "Thank you Black Angel. Although I don't know why I'm here, who I am, what's going on with me, but I'm happy that you're by my side."

The Black Angel held the man's hand, took it and kissed him.

"Nm ... Argh ..mk!" messiness.

The man laughed. "I don't know what you're talking about. But can you name me?"

Black Angel frowned. His lips curled a few centi.

The man raised his hand and pointed to his chest. "Na-ma ..name ... My na-ma-ku!" repeatedly taunted.

The black angel nodded. Then circulated around, until finally fell on the stone occupied by the man. Instantly his eyes sparkled.

"Yes ...!" he was happy, pointing towards the rock.

The man frowned. Seen the stone pointed to a black angel. "Stone?"

Black Angel stood up, nodded and jumped up while rummaging noisily.

The man still scrunched his forehead. "Stone? You named me 'Stone?"

The Black Angel did not answer. He was busy prancing around.

"Em, okay. Not bad either" said the man, nodding. "Stone, from now on my name is Stone. Yes, Rock!"

The Black Angel chuckled at the man now named Batu. He was drawn by the man and invited to dance together in the middle of the jungle of Papua.

The Black and Stone Angel looked elated in her naivety.

***

Today Maira and the baby can go home. Everyone is happy to welcome. Including Bu Hartini and the Wulan family who just came from Solo. The presence of the tiny baby made the sorrow that some time ago ambushed them, momentarily forgotten.

"It's so pretty, Mai," said Ms. Hartini as she held her granddaughter.

"Sliced like his mother," Wulan added, staring unblinkingly at the baby in his mother's arms.

"Well, Ma'am?" Maira blushed.

Wulan nodded. "Hem. Look at her lashes, her nose is flat and her lips are tiny. Exactly pluck yourself, brother!"

"Come yo, anake to, Wul!"Bu Hartini went in for the trip.

"Here's my big change, Mom!" pinta Wulan's.

"Mengko sik, to yo. Then first!" Ms. Hartini added to tighten her embrace to the baby. "Eat him, you were spit out to make a sister for Farel!"

Wulan asked for the baby. His lips turned sullen. His breathing was irritated. That behavior made Maira, Bu Hartini and Bu Kusno forced to laugh.

After being satisfied with the excitement, Ms. Hartini looked back at the baby in her cradle. Suddenly a clear liquid came out from the net, soaking his cheek wrinkles.

"Hopefully your father will see you soon, Nduk ...," he whispered.

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