can i tell u something? This story is so stupid. Alot of wring grammard and spelling because i just write it all i want, without thinking its right or nah. Its like during an exam you choose all A for the questions. I dont think im gonna post the story here, but i do, because my friends force me to. If i know im gonna be posting here ill check my grammar and vocab again. Well, here is a story, more like a fanfic because duloh n echa is my friends who hated each other but fall in love here haha
There was moments in life that you can’t control your feelings. When you’re sad, and nobody can help you, you can’t pretend like you are not. When that one friend you crush talks to you, you will feel so in love. And not only you, i mean, this story told the same. That’s how a
Bedul once bought an arrow, that arrow is one of his favorite thing, but maybe also because that it’s not his own arrow. he always say to everyone that ask him, that he bought that arrow, and the arrow was bought by him, and only him that know that it’s a total lie. It’s just lie. He currently broke up with that girl he loves, and, accidently, that girl is the one who gave him the arrow.
“Do you like any kind of martial art?” ask the girl once, when they first met.
“I think i like to ride a horse”
“I like martial art, but can’t play any kind of that”
she laughed. “Really?”
“But i have a will. and since it’s true, i’d like you, if you don’t mind, to teach me some” it’s not serious, bedul was just joking. but his girl took that seriously.
“I think you should try an arrow”
she nodded her head, “It fit in you, i guess”
And, day by day passed so fast, or so he felt. at first it was a boring martial art, to throw an arrow and pick it up back when he failed a turn. he decided to keep doing the training so well, because he just met that girl and it’ll be awkward to ignore her words. He just know her.
one day he saw a tag on the left of the arrow. it looks like a new product. “You just bought this?” he asked.
she smiled and say, “Yup”
“You bought this, for me?”
she smiled bigger. and as the day passed, they become closer and closer, and one day, Bedul asked the name of the girl, “Aisyah”
“Lemme call you Echa”
“Well, that sounds catchy”
“Catchy, like, good?”
“Like cozy. more like you” Echa smiled. she liked to smile, or only infront of Bedul. or so he thought.
one day Bedul wanted to throw an arrow, but accidently he failed again. he is getting better and better at this kind of martial art, but ofcourse, sometimes he failed. Echa walk closer to Bedul, and is trying to make the arrow higher infront of Bedul’s face.
at that moment, he felt that. the love that he can’t ignore, the feeling that suddenly make the beat of his heart faster. breath-taking moment. they looked at each other, and Bedul realized that Echa is the only women that ever been this close to him.
no one else before.
it was beautiful. he practice again and again, getting better, failed once or twice, but Echa just smiled so bright as if she’s saying ‘its okay, try again’. and when the time finally came, Echa said that she had to go. the arrow martial art practice is finished. she had to go.
he remembered his own voice shaking in the air, Why?
and her voice, Because i had to.
Will you be back?
she didn’t reply. she just take Bedul’s hand and kiss it slowly. Bedul almost can’t handle his tears all away. he hide his tears by saying, What about the arrow?
no, it’s your money.
i gave it to you
then it’s ours. and by saying that, she walk away and disappear as fast as she appears.
just like Hayati and Zainuddin on the movie of VAN DER WIJCK, Bedul can’t forget Echa that easy. or maybe will never forget her.
so, he walked around the city to look for any information of herself. he looked everywhere, under the farm and down the river. it was hard, he asked for anyone about her. herself that fullfil his heart already.
she is the only one.
it was a hard try and the result is not that good. it make everything seems harder to him. day by day, at first he counted it, but now not anymore. he tired, but never give up. he thinks it’s better not to count days he passed without her because it hurts even more.
he became sick, so sick for months. he has no strenght to get up from his bed and just laying in his bed lamely.
it hurts more. she is the one.
O! the man with the arrow
O! the girl runaway like a prodigal
years by years passed away, without her, without love. everybody tell him to move on, have a life, but what entered from his mouth is just ‘Echa. she is the one’ whenever he missed herself, he will be practicing his arrow, her arrow, their arrow. he shoot a big fat deer and take the meat into the woods, into his village. he gave it to the children, his neighbours, and leave nothing for him. he doesnt like to eat. he doesnt want to. he become skinner and skinner. it doesn’t matter, he thought, my everything is not here.
‘till one day, the country call him out for war.
at first, ofcourse, he ignored that change. he wants to wait for his girl, no matter when. she didnt even promise him to come back, it’s just a hand-kissing. just it. but he will wait. he doesnt want to be dead in war.
one morning he came out of his house with an arrow behind his back. he held that arrow tightly to his back and chest. he wants to haunt some deers or anything he could shoot today. as he walked to the street, everyone take a look at him, and his arrow. everyone knows that he is very good at arrow. he is a good warrior to go war. the country knows that. everybody knows.
someone ordered a paper news, and he took one. he read a news that saying, this country need help as fast as possible. women and children died. everyone is hungry and there’s no food to eat. pain everywhere.
he start thingkin about his girl. he thinks, for a moment, that maybe Echa is out there. maybe she is hungry. maybe she is in pain. or the worst, maybe she died by now.
he turns back and run to his house. he wants to join the war, or so he thought, to save his own girl, if maybe she is still his girl.
gunshot, gun and bomb has been his friends after some times. but arrow is still his one only power to go to the first line.
the captain, Captain Abdurrahman told him to ride a horse. at first, he ride horse so badly that he thinks he choose the wrong animal. but no. he did not want to fail anymore. he wants to try, with the spirit of ‘i want to save my girl from this war’. he wants to be at the first line and fight. he wants to.
he tried, and as the day passed, he could ride horse so fast without fall, because instead of fall from the horse, he’d like to falling in love with Echa more. he shoot at the right point, he put his arrow at his back and chest, he run with his horse, and the Captain was impressed. that was a great step, everyone thought so. but what he thought is just he needs to go the first line and fight. first line and fight.
as the story told you before, that was a great step.
the captain was impressed alot, not only once, but more. he has a good relation with other soldiers. he played chess sometimes and drink coffee. he talks about germany and world war II. he talks about Adolf Hitler. And really want to kill that guy.
he joined the war, shoot so good that you can’t regret it. he is popular by the name ‘Captain Duloh the arrow’ because he can’t go anywhere without his arrow. he looks great. and, finally, he replaced the Captain potition after some times.
when the Captain died, as Duloh heard him saying his latest words, that saying that Duloh could completely become a Captain.
he thinks, up in his mind, that now he has some other missions than only looking for Echa–become a Captain, fight for the country, and bring the victory. he set plan, after a day he recived a message from Germany that they will come to grab the land. it was a short time, Duloh thought, to set a plan and practicing, and finally fight. food and guns are getting very low, nor he has the best soldiers to fight.
instead of giving up, he set the best plan he ever could imagine.
Adolf Hitler comes when the sun hasn’t rise fully. it was a surprise, but actually a surprise that he expected too. ‘Couse ofcourse, he is ready to go through all these.
when the first meriam blow up from the side of the enemy’s, or we call them as Germany as well, C aptain’s been called by a soldier.
“Yes, Letnan?” it was Letnan Nichols, the one who was his best friend at the beginning, and still, untill now.
“Adolf attacts our North side”
North side. there lied the most important thing for this war. foods, guns and meriam lies, fully protected but that’s all nonsense if Adolf attacts with meriam.
Captain Duloh thinks fast. “Attact the meriam, then”
he always set the strategy so beautifully, as easy as the passing gas comes out*. they attact the meriam, of course. empty their mind about the thoughts of their food, guns and meriam. they like forgot it for a while. a while.
and a while after that, Adolf’s meriam, almost all of them, were blown up into pieces. pieces that you cannot count like a deep sand.
Captain never leave the horse. he didnt put his feet on the ground. he warn all his soldiers not to stay on the ground, and only do that if emergency.
he was almost go away when he heard a scream of a girl. not a girl, it is more like a bunch of them.
he went back to where Adolf’s meriam were all burnt.
“Captain!” it was Letnan Nichols as usually. Captain turns his head for a sec, thinking for a half sec, and scream to him, “Go back i’ll catch up!”
and as he was sure that the Letnan went off, and that he is safe, now is time to check what is happening to the girls.
he saw a girl among the meriam who were burnt. she is a girl, he thought. and she must to be safe. there are other girls who needs his help to. not only one, but all he sees is her.
she entered the meriam and go for the girl. he doesnt even care if the girl is an Adolf’s or his side. he picked the girl’s hand, and he realized that her hand is the first hand he ever touched again after some times ago. Echa’s was the last hand he ever touched before.
and because that hand are similiar to Echa’s too, it reminds him.
he saw that muddy hand, took it, and suddenly that hand are fulfil with bloods. suddenly. he turn his head to see who shoots her. Captain shoots that soldier back–and a sec after that, realizing whom the person he shoot. it was Letnan.
Captain screamed, almost forget the girl, but the girl held his hand tightly. he shook his hand to get off the girl’s, but suddenly he saw her face behind the smocky haze.
so, he pick up the girl to his horse and went off. to the forest. the woods. leaving Adolf and his own British soldiers. what would Letnan says if he come back, and that he just shoot him? what would other soldiers say? betrayed. betrayed. eventhough he didnt do it in purpose. he looked back as a goodbye to the girls that he left behind, in the smocky haze and meriams. it was a fault. saving one and forget another? all he can think about right now is that he is blind, he did this one in purpose, that he is blind. blind to love.
but all on his mind now filled with the girl. he knows her. he recognize her.
he washed the girl’s face with a hand full of water. clean it from dust inside the haze. it was clear to see the girl’s face, and also Captain’s worry face.
“Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you all these years!”
it was his princess. it was the girl. Echa.
the Captain’s mouth can’t be closed because he is smiling so much. instead of being happy or what, Echa was surprised. and if i can say, she looks a little disappointed.
“You saved me?” Captain is about to say yes, but the girl continued her speech as, “I’m an Adolf’s”
Adolf’s side. it is unexpected, but doesnt mean impossible enough to be happening. it was clear that it could happened. but because it was Echa, his girl, he just can’t accept it as easy as letting go.
actually, from the start, it was never easy to fell in love that way.
he walked some steps to see where he is now, after riding horse for some hours. or to avoid the girl. for some minutes, he needs to be alone. he thinks alot. about how he betrayed his potition as a leader, what a bad guy he is, left some other girls in fire just to save one that already safe? what’s on his mind? that’s all only love. love. love and missing. love and something he cant describe. something that fulfil his heart, and for a sec, he asked himself, am i blind ebough? it surely more than enough.
he heard a sobbing. it was Echa who cried. and he saw her looks scared.
“I know you hated me. i know you’re a captain, and Duloh, you will kill me with an arrow”
Echa is the girl that taught him about material art. about how to use an arrow. is the girl that became his first love, a girl that inspired him to go to the war. that one girl he had been looking for years. that one who he kissed her hand slowly, and those all bring him back. bring him back to the love story.
he walked to Echa. grab her hand off from her face. looking at those tears, wipe it slowly and kiss her cheeck. whispered romanticly, “But i love you”
he might be blind, or not. he might’ve been betrayed everyone, failed every inch of his responsibility, or not. he doesnt know. he doesnt have the answer. he hated to be a loser, and as long as he knows, he got 3 eyes–two on his face and one on his heart. but he loves her.
he doesnt know.
the next day flew by, without counting it, everything about her bring him back to the past. where they were still together for the first time, when nothing bother them at all. when he is not a soldier and Echa is not Adolf’s. when everything seems right.
Captain loved these times as he love to be a soldier. but now, remembering himself as a soldier has become something terrible–to remember his responsibility, Letnan Nichols, and the way he saved a girl from Adolf’s side. it was just misrable.
but everytime he looked into her eyes, it was clear to see how those eyes were made for him. for him only.
as the sun goes down, Captain clean up his seat from his horse and try to feed that animal. he looked everywhere and found nothing. without anyone else here, Echa was on his line of sight. she seems not alright.
“Are you cold?” he said.
“Yes. Maybe a bit” she whispered.
“Let’s go find a warmer place around”
he stood up for his princess and try to get her to the horse. as he was sitting behind Echa, the horse walked slowly.
“Why is this horse so slow?”
“Do you want to make it faster? i thought you’d be scared”
“I wanna feel the night air against my face”
“You sure? you’d be cold”
“Or you don’t wanna ride that way?”
“No, Echa” he said, with a romantic tone she would never forget, “I’d do everything for you” they looked at each other for a while, and at the moment Captain Duloh thought he already got his girl’s heart again. she never say that she love him. not in the past, not even now. it was the one thing that still questioning him anyway. but he was a bit sure that they are in love, atleast for tonight.
and then the horse run faster. slowly he heard his girl laughing. she was laughing. and as the horse run faster and faster, cold wind against their skins. and they both against the night.
they spent, maybe an hour or two, riding the horse.
it was lovely and funny, so when they stepped ground, the first thing they do is looking at each other. and laugh. Captain smiled as he forgot a little about his responsibility. about being a captain.
they saw a cave (at first they thought it was a cave) then realized it was a house without a door. they looked everywhere, looking for a house or place to rest nearby.
“Look at that” she said, a bit screaming while pointing her finger to a tree house. then the captain thought about many things–his horse will be left alone on the ground, they went to the tree house and there’s no food for any of them, even for the horse only.
as he want to refuse and go to the forest alone to be looking for food, he saw his girl shaking. she is shaking. so he had no choice but went upstairs to keep the girl on the tree house. but he has responsibility, atleast for his lovely horse. it was cold outside and no blanket could cover his hourse, and the horse seems to be hungry too.
he went upstairs, imagine that there was a blanket or anything to cover his girl. but there was nothing. she is shaking, of course, and he can’t hold his hand from covering Echa. he hug her tightly.
Captain can feel his own heartbeat. this was the moment he always expect. he wanted this, oh my, ofcourse. these been years, and even when they first met, he never touch Echa but her hand, when she kissed his’ slowly. but this one, is beyond hopes.
he never want to missed it.
he doesnt feel confident, from the first time they met again, when he saw a meriam burnt away. he felt like he got the world under his hand, that Echa was back, but this Echa was different. ofcourse, years could change everything. their relation changed too, else he is a great soldier of the Royal British and Echa is Adolf’s. but he still loves her.
but at this moment, he doesnt care anymore. he held his girl’s hand again, kissing the tips of each of her finger. she moved her head from the treehouse’s floor into his arm, then he slowly kiss her on the cheek. it was slow but true, a little rough, unprepared. she smiled, “You’re cute”
“Am i? just cute?”
“What? You want more?”
he smiled and closed his eyes, “I don’t know, i just…” then he felt she was moving her head to Captain’s chest. his chest was as sculpted as any piece of best art in the world.
“I just… i love you. i got feelings for you. everything”
there was a pause. like nobody noticed that, Captain opened his eyes to say one more word, when his lips were closed by her’s. it was unprepared too, a little rough, and as the kiss goes deeper and deeper, he could felt his own heartbeat faster and faster. so, this was the answer. the answer of all. when he is about to ask her if she loves him back or not, this is all the answers she could tell. beyond imagination.
all years he’d been spending to find her has been paid. all the things he left behind, Letnan Nichols, the Britain, the soldiers, his horse, it was all worth to be left. to be forgotten. he betrayed them all, he knows it was a blind decision. but he also know that he wanted that. he wanted those blind decision.
he replied that kiss some seconds after that, a deeper one. the wet lip he felt under his, a tongue that slowly touch each other’s. more rough. more than hopes. more than answers. more than just a reply. he heard Echa sigh, a warm sigh, a deep one. he himself moan a bit. there are no his lips or hers, it’s just their lips stuck together.
he watched Echa the next morning as she went to the window. he look down and found nothing. no horse. “Duloh?” she called the captain and there were a pause when he stared at the ground, the horse wasnt there anymore. not a really long pause, because as he remembered what happened last night, a kiss as an answer, he smiled and find that his horse does not really matter in his life.
so, they went downstairs and try to looking for some foods to be found. there were some cherries and fruits they had not seen the night before.
so, they ate them one by one, slowly, because as the fruit touch their lips, maybe it brought them back to last night. the happiest moment of my life, the Captain whispered on his heart.
when they finished their breakfast, he thinks about where else to go.
“Where do we go now?”
the girl can’t answer for a moment, then say, “I think we must go to my house”
Captain Duloh could imagine where it was–maybe in Germany, a city in Germany. he could be a real betrayer if he sent his girl to home anyway. at first he was wondering, and then without any doubt he said yes.
they walked, leave the forest, leaving the treehouse who’d seen them kissing the night before.
the day passed so fast that he almost forgot about war. as he entered the country of Germany, he almost forget to unwear his British flag on his left shoulder. he trash it away and walked into the city, holding his girl’s hand.
they walked to the street while Captain pretending that there was nobody but them. there are some reasons to do that, especially when you are a betrayer, an unresponsible Captain, and a lover. feeling like this world is all ours was easy, as easy as looking at these people and thinking that he actually has to kill ‘em, or maybe have been killing them by now. but he didnt. he came here as a lover.
“Where is your house?”
she looked up to the sky and thingking, “A lil far from here. would you mind? that was okay if you just want to return me home untill this street”
he shook his head. how could he do such thing? he’d been looking for years and now he won’t just let go. i want to live with you forever–eh, no, i have to. because he needed it. needed it, indeed.
he held her hand and again, they start to take a walk.
when the sun goes down, she said, “My house is near”
“That’s good. then you can rest, my lady”
she smiled and he could see that reddish cheek. “Thankyou for everything”
he saw an old men riding a horse with some space for ‘em. he stopped that old men, talking in Germany with weird accent, and pick himself up and the girl to that horse. she gigled as she heard the accent, she gigled as he pick her up to the horse, she gigled as they hold each other’s hand.
he whispered, slowly but sure, “I love you so much”
they arrived when sun can’t been seen anymore, it was a dark, cold night. Duloh’s feet touch the ground, and he give his hand to Echa. she took that hand, that cold hand. “You cold?” he asked.
she gigled, “A little”
her house was close to this place, and the old men wanted to go different street. so they walked to her house, passing the wet street around them. in the gate of her house, she stopped and Duloh staring at her like when you are questioning, why?
“I gotta tell u something”
“What is that?”
“This is the house of Adolf’s nephew and he might notice you”
he was shocked, but also can’t lose his hope of losing his girl anymore. his horse, his soldier, and everything that he left behind come to his mind again. he can’t feel disappointed or doubt about himself, about what he’s done. he is blind, ofcourse, because his own feeling.
“I’m worrying your safety as a captain of british”
and, without any doubt, he betrayed himself again. his country. those peoples that he protected behind. “Tell him i want to be a Germany. i am great at strategy”
she took his hand to her lips and kiss it. they walked to the gate, the door, and there was two person. she asked him to hide for a while. so he did.
he hid and Echa went to those two Germany guys. they were surprised, one of them smiled and say “Glad you’re back, my lady!” and she kissed the other one.
she kissed the other one. Adolf’s nephew.
it was more rough, like all feeling about missing her lovely partner blowing up and broke Duloh’s heart into pieces. it was much deeper than he know, than his first kiss. he could hear the moan.
tears flew down from his eyes, and he cannot stop it. his heart shaking and all his blood went back to his heart, till it can’t beat–he cant breath. all his feeling broke. the country he betrayed, those people he left behind and the best friend he shoot–he doesnt know Letnan died or not.
his hand was shaking alot, and he’s sweating too much. those sweat flew down into his neck as he saw Echa let that Germany guy kiss hers. she gigled. those gigles she heard. he understood, slowly. those kiss just to force him to save her–that’s the only way she could survive. and, she never talk about love. that kiss is just to fulfil her lust and nothing about love. she uses him. uses him fully like a tirrant, not so different to a person he really hate, or so, he used to hate. Adolf Hitler.
his shaking hand reach his back, where the arrow he put. he grab one, his sweating hand are shaking. that arrow almost fell from his hand as Echa stepped ahead, as she smiled confidently like she has no sin. she betrayed him. betrayed. more hurt than the way he betrayed his country and all.
she is about to open her mouth, about to spoke up. but he canceled it by asking, “Your guy?”
“No” she said, “Fiancee”
it hurts more and more. he throw up everything that was on his mind. all his pain. and wound. and everything. stressed and desperate. frustation. “I gave my everything. upon you. i left my country, shoot my friend and betrayed the Queen. my land. i joint Germany and it’s like it means nothing to you. i was stressed waiting for you. i joint the war to catch you, to save you. but instead i get you, you betrayed my heart. my heart is the only thing left after i betrayed everything”
she answered, “Yes, as it actually doesn’t mean much for me. don’t feel like you own me. don’t ever try to think about it” with a cold-faced expression.
but he can’t stop loving her. he can’t. and he can’t see his girl become someone else’s too. better to accept that his girl’s died than become someone else’s.
he put his arrow in the right dirrection, eventhough he was shaking much, but he was sure the arrow shoot the right potition. her heart. he could see for a seconds more about the look on her face, begging him not to do that. but he assure himself that he won’t find peace until he betrayed the women that ruined his life, betrayed his life.
“And i’m tired of loving you” and he let the arrow go at the moment. she was shot.
* it’s ridicules, really. i dunno it does matter or nah but its because i had no other idea 😀 and this is my very first english story