In Balungankere Village. Nicolas, a young man with a dashing posture, but not too tall. A nomadic young man from eastern Indonesia. Srini, she is a nomadic girl also from Java Island who has been living alone for a long time, her mother and father have been gone for a long time because they were hit by the ruins of the earthquake in 2009. There is nothing in the plan for the two to meet and mix love overseas.
Nicolas loves Srini very much, as well as Srini who always patiently accompanies the process of loving her heart. The presence of Nicolas makes Srini’s days colorful, full of happiness like the world belongs to the two of them. However, it is undeniable that the barrier wall is so high like the istiqlal and the cathedral, which can only be confronted not side by side. Between the resounding call to prayer and the ringing bell and the shalom which is not the answer from assalamu’alaikum. However, their aspirations and hopes are high to unite in marriage.
Without a plan and a hint of Mother Earth’s calling, then Nicolas had to change direction to guard the border in the wilderness. Srini went back to live her lonely day due to the difficulty of communication, making Srini miss every time and her day was gray. But Srini remained loyal and patiently waiting for her beloved.
Time goes on. Days are always changing. The end of the news that has always been waited, the happy news instantly turned into sadness. “Nicolas died shot by the KKB in the border forest” news that should have made Srini happy actually made her grieving. And since then Srini’s love has died with Nicolas.
Congratulations forever in my love and no one can erase your story in my soul space except me, and I am not yet capable. And of the many ways of loss, the most painful is to be left behind by death. Because after that all there is is a longing without meeting”.