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Finally! (One shot)

Pairing(s): Timothy Drake-Wayne/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Characters: Timothy Drake-Wayne, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, and Original Female Character.

Summary: She was adamant to help her friend someone perfect for her. She saw her opportunity and gave them a little nudge. Thus, it begins. Will it finally work?

A/n: Inspired by my short prompt.

It was a regular busy morning for Graciela Kirovan the best barista in town, it was her unofficial reigning title for 5 years apparently. She didn't know how she landed herself with a coffee shop that she owned and somehow her shop brought so many couples together. Last time she checked, she didn't have any magic nor was she a meta.

She counted exactly 10 couples who were happily married that came to thank her for founding this coffee shop that led to their fateful encounter. She remembered those couples and their first meetings. She had even befriended them and they even invited her to their weddings.

It was the best feeling, she felt like cupid and her confidence rose. However, there's one thing that irked her and made her think that she had lost her mojo.

Ah! The subject of her thoughts came right on time to her shop. A beautifully petite woman came with a frazzled look. She gave the beautiful woman in front of her one of her warm smiles.

"Good Morning, Mari! The usuals?" She asked with a wink.

The woman, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, gave her a weak smile and nodded. It appears to be that she had a late night with her design project. Graciela had befriended the woman when she had first arrived in Gotham, looking for a place to have good coffee and perhaps a place to find inspiration for her designs.

Marinette had given her high praises for her brews and honestly, it made the cafe owner blush a few times. Marinette had confided that she was new in town and had no friends, well Graciela wasn't going to let that happen and offered her own hand in friendship.

Graciela then learned that Marinette is a famously known designer, however, preferred to hide behind her designer name to avoid attention. She learned that the girl came from Paris, France after the downfall of a villain that had held Paris under an emotional lockdown. That was news for the Gothamite, she didn't know that Paris has villains and superheroes.

Marinette then showed the fights that had occurred in France and introduced Graciela to the Parisian Superheroes. Ladybug was awesome. She became a fan. She would let Ladybug step on her and she would say thank you. Yes.

Anyways, Graciela then learned many things about Marinette's reason to move to Gotham. Learning about how her former friends treated her had Graciela's blood boiling. Since then, she had become fast friends with the designer to the point where she even let her stay after closing hours to let her immerse herself in her sketchbook.

"Thank you so much, Graciela. You have no idea how stressful this week had been for me." Marinette groaned as she roled her neck, the barista could even hear a few pops that made her wince.

"Ooof sounds like I need to up the caffeine. Go take a seat. I'll be sure to bring your orders when it is finished."

"Thanks Graciela you're an angel."

"I get that a lot." She winked and watched the sleep-deprived designer wobble her way to her usual seat. As she shout out the order another regular customer came to the counter in the same exact sleep-deprived state as Marinette was.

Wow, Deja vu much?

"Hey, Tim. Late night?" Graciela asked with a concerned smile.

"You have no idea." He whined and if it weren't for proper decorum, Graciela would bet her savings that Tim would collapse in front of her cashier right there and then. Graciela's eyes moved to where Marinette was sitting and a brilliant thought occurred in her head. Remember the thing that irked her so much that she thought he had lost her mojo of bringing people together?

Yeah, when Graciela got to know of Marinette, the girl had confided to the barista how sucky her love life had been. It has been Graciela's personal project to find someone for her lovely friend and so far she hadn't found one. However, Tim here would do nicely! How had she not considered him all this time is a big question mark to her! She looked back at the sleep-deprived man and winced to herself.

Okay, she knew why hadn't thought of him. If they were ever to actually date one another, it would become a disaster. Two caffeine-ridden zombies do not sound like a good couple match, but she digresses. Perhaps, it could work.

The shop was indeed filled with people and Marinette's table has one empty seat. Coincidence? SHE. THINKS. NOT!

Is she going to pull her famous cupid hands to nudge her favorite sleep-deprived people to meet? Yes. Yes, she will. Will she regret ever introducing them to each other? Probably. Will one of Tim's brothers blame her for actually finding Tim a perfect soulmate? Most Definitely.

Does she care? NOPE.

"There's an open seat right over there, but you gotta ask the lady if she's willing to share. I got a feeling you'll meet a fellow brethren there." Graciela offered while pointing at Marinette's table.

Tim narrowed his eyes, but didn't complain and nodded, "Thanks, Grace. Can you-"

"I'll send your orders to your table. Don't sweat it. Go on, before you pass out standing again."

Tim muttered something before wobbling his way to the seat that she had mentioned. Graciela watched with knowing eyes as Tim said something to Mari and she replied with a gesture, her eyes never leaving her sketchbook. Tim finally took a seat and takes out his laptop.

Graciela giggled, she gave them about a month or two before the two decided to date. She's looking forward to seeing them falling in love with one another. After all, her coffee shop is famous for getting fated lovers together! HER MOJO IS BACK, BABY!

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"Here we are, two extra strong Golden Ambrosia, a Pain Au Chocolat for Marinette and Madeline for Tim! Enjoy, you two!" Graciela happily announced as she served them their orders. The two shared a look at their preferred beverage and shared a smile. Graciela watched them with a well-hidden squeal, 'It's happening!!!!' She thought excitedly. "I'll let you two be. Got to run a shop after all!"

Marinette finally noticed her seatmate across her and shyly reached over for her drink. The guy looked as frazzled and zombie-like as she was and she could definitely empathize with him. "Rough, night?" She asked with a quirked brow.

The guy snorted as he took a sip of his drink as well, relishing the energizing nectar going through his body. "You have no idea." He muttered tiredly. "I've been on a strict caffeine diet with no sleep for 3 days straight and my work is nowhere done."

"Mood." She nodded in agreement. "I've been on my caffeine diet with no sleep for 5 days straight and my commission is nowhere done as well. I feel like my blood has been slowly transitioning into coffee and the only thing that could refuel me is this sweet nectar."

The guy looked at Marinette tearfully and was dabbing his eyes with a tissue. "I've found my brethren." He sniffled dramatically and reached forward with a fist bump.

"Brethren." She sniffled back and gives him a fist bump. They look at each other in silence before bursting out in giggles and snorts. "My name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

"Timothy Drake." He nodded. With that, they stare at each other before going back to their respective activity. Every once in a while, one of them would look up and start a conversation, they'd share stories about their respective job and work, then they would continue their work in silence again.

It was easy and peaceful, at one point they finished what they were working on for today and struck up another conversation. Marinette shared about her life in Gotham and the differences between Paris and Gotham. Tim would then share about his siblings and the things that he would do in his daily life. They then began to argue about theories and unsolved cases, a side hobby that the two happened to like.

Through all this Graciela had watched both of them with a secretive smile. Happy to see Marinette acting so carefree with a stranger and glad that Tim could talk without feeling uncomfortable with a new face. Everything is going very smoothly and the barista pats herself on the back for giving them a little nudge to sit together.

'Good job, me. I can hear the wedding bells already.' She smiled stupidly at herself.

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It was nearing closing hours and when Graciela look at her new favorite pet project they were huddled together in front of Tim's laptop. They were sharing Tim's earphones and every once in a while the two would discuss with one another, sometimes they agree sometimes they'd disagree, and then they would go back to watching at Tim's laptop. Graciela decided that she would finish cleaning up her shop before she has to sadly interrupts them.

After making sure that everything is spotless, Graciella moved to her seat and clears her throat softly. "I'm sorry, my two favorite zombies. But I'm closing for today." She said with a sympathetic smile.

Marinette gasped in surprise, "Merde! I didn't realize that I'd been here that long! I am so sorry Graciela! Time flows so fast here!"

Tim was equally surprised but for another reason. He had spent his day talking to this woman that she had met and he had never felt this much fun talking with another person! It is just like they say, time flies when you're having fun. "I'm sorry too, Graciela. I swear that I thought I was only here for a couple hours, not the whole day!" He stated while looking at his phone to check the time, sure enough, it was past dinner time already and he had missed a few calls from Alfred and his siblings. "I'm sorry but I have to go! I've overstayed my welcome already."

"Oh nonsense, Tim! You know you can come here and stay here as long as you want! It's just, today I do have some plans for myself." Graciela waved off his concern.

"Oh, thank you, Graciela. Again, you are an Angel!" Marinette complimented her as she packs up her stuff. Tim was ready to go before he looked back at Marinette with a calculative look. Graciela watches with a knowing look as he took a napkin and scribbled down what Graciela hopes is his number.

"Hey, uh... Marinette? I had a lot of fun talking to you, would you mind if we meet again sometime for coffee like this? If you don't here's my number." He offered the napkin to her. " I-I mean if you don't want to that's fine as well!"He retracted as he scratch his cheek nervously.

The designer stared at the napkin dumbly for a while and started blushing as she shyly reached for the napkin. "I'd love to. U-um...I'll text you sometime tonight?" She asked meekly.

Tim gave her a huge smile, glad that she reached over for the napkin. "I'll be waiting." He answered, he left some money on the table not bothering to wait for any change, and left the shop with a huge grin on his face.

Graciela huffed at him but looked at Marinette with a knowing grin. "Make sure you text him, Mari." She wiggled her eyebrows with a smug smile. Marinette made a squeaky sound as her face became so red that Graciella almost thought that she could combust soon.

The designer grumbled incoherently under her breath, left some money on the table, kissed Graciela's cheek, and left the shop after shouting out her thanks. The shop owner then noticed that both of them had left ridiculous amounts of money on her table before huffing to herself.

"Rich people."

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Time flows as Graciela watches the two spend more time together. Her coffee shop began their constant place to meet for their 'not-a-date' date, Graciela would watch them sometimes have coffee and work together or actually hang out together without working.

She would listen to Marinette gushing out about Tim's intelligence and how solving cold cases has been so much fun and one of their activities in their 'not-a-date' date, she listens as her friend would swoon about the times Tim would give his amazing smiles and his cute snorts when they have their banter together, she smiles as her friend would go soft as she talks about the time they spent together in her shop.

Just like the shop owner had predicted, they eventually dated after two months of pining for one another. Luckily, she had been there to witness the hilarious moment.

It was after the shop closing hours and Graciela had joined the duo, silently watching them in their famous theory discussion. Marinette was animatedly explaining her thoughts while Tim was watching her fondly. At one point, Graciela had skillfully and secretly taken out her phone to record the moment.

"And that's why I think that the father is a very obvious suspect in the murder! Don't you think so, Tim?" She looked up to find Tim with a ridiculous fond smile. Now, they were both staring at each other, lost in a romantic silence. Graciela wanted to squeal but she knew she had to keep quiet because she felt like something good is about to happen.

She was right.

"I'm in love with you." Tim breathed out dreamily. Marinette's eyes widened and she flushed furiously.

"W-whaaa-"

When Tim finally noticed what he had said he blushed furiously too. "Crap- Uh...That's not how I want you to hear my confession. I-i swear I had everything planned out! I was going to take you for a dinner and I have this gift ready for you and- shit...I messed up." He rambled nervously. Marinette watched him fumble through his words and her smile became equally as soft as Tim's had been.

"I'm in love with you too." She answered and gently placed her hand on his to calm Tim down from his tirade. The man in question looks at her in shock before grinning widely.

"You do?" Marinette nodded and smiled shyly at him. Tim relaxed his tense shoulder and smiled warmly in return.

"FINALLY!" Their moment was interrupted by an elated giggle. They finally remembered that Graciela had been there the whole time and had been recording the confession as well. "I'm going to play this during your wedding ceremony! Make sure to invite me, okay??? Oh, I'm so happy for you two!!! My favorite Caffeine Zombies ship is sailing!!!!" She giggled excitedly and laughed at their blushing faces.

It was a very happy moment.

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After that momentous day, they began to date. A year later, Marinette came to her with a piece of very exciting news! The night before had been their 1 year anniversary and Tim had proposed! Graciela squealed excitedly and hugged her best friend.

"I'm so so soooo happy for you Marinette!" She cried as she hugged her friend tightly.

"Thank you, Grace. If it hadn't been for your coffee shop. We wouldn't have met each other." Marinette whispered thankfully as she returned the hug equally tight. "Here's your invite, by the way. I'm also asking you to be my maid of honor, would you like that?" She asked unsurely.

"BITCH, I'd love to! I'm going to have to make a speech right? Cuz, honey do I have a speech for you! This is going to be so much fun! I'm so excited!" Graciela jumps around her best friend in excitement. "My best friend is going to get married! AHHH" She squealed loudly.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the Maid of Honor's speech!" Dick Grayson happily introduces the exciting barista. She walked to her stage and winked at the happily married couple.

"What a great and joyous day today. My name is Graciela Kirovan and I am the owner of the famously known Cupid Cafe in Gotham City. And I have to say these two have been my magnum opus in my work as the cupid barista. Now, I assure you I have no magic and I am no meta, but somehow my cafe has been a hotspot for fated couples to meet and Marinette and Tim is one of the cutest, dorkiest, sweetest couple ever." Marinette laughed as she cuddled up to his new husband. Graciela smiled warmly at them before continuing her speech.

"I became Marinette's friend when she first arrived in Gotham, and I was adamant to find her the perfect someone once I heard about her disastrous love adventure. Tim was one of my regulars, a very eccentric one because at one point he had managed to pass out standing in front of my cashier and I was this close to calling the ambulance." The audience laughed at her exasperated tone. Marinette had laughed as well and Tim tried to hide on his wife's shoulder.

"I remembered the day when I gave them a nudge to sit together, I had my doubts at first. I mean, two sleep-deprived zombies that have the same concerningly caffeine addiction as a couple? I don't know if the world is ready yet for the chaos that I'm sure they would bring. But then I watched them together that day, I saw them happily talking to each other, and I know my cupid arrow has struck once again." Marinette looked at Tim and lovingly kissed his cheek. Tim then returned the kiss with the same amount of love. It was so cute.

"I watch them pine one another and it was miserable," Graciela whined dramatically and winked at the couple.

" But I was happy. I listened to how Marinette would gush about their theory discussion, she would sigh dreamily as she told me how cute Tim's giggle was, and I know that it was a matter of time before the two would date." Marinette's had turned so red and Graciela could see the teasing grin that Tim was sent to her. Graciela smirked at what was about to transpire.

"And you know, ladies and gentlemen, I was there when Tim had confessed! If you look at the screen right there, Dick would play the recording that I took during that monumental moment!" With that, she finger-gunned Dick, and the video capturing the confession began to play.

The audience laughed at how Tim had confessed, Jason was wolf-whistling at the video and Dick was laughing his ass off. Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle were both watching the video with warm expressions, and so was Alfred. Damian had a little smirk and he knew that he has new blackmail material for his brother. Cass and Duke were watching with soft smiles, while Stephanie and Barbara were sending teasing grins to Tim.

Graciela chuckled before clearing her throat and the audience focused back on her, "It was amazing, watching their love grow. I'm so happy for both of them. I know that Marinette deserves this more than anyone else, because finally, finally, someone takes notice of how amazing she is. Finally, she founds happiness. Finally, she has someone to lean on. Finally, they are together. To Marinette and Tim, I hope your love is everlasting, and I hope that every day of your new life is filled with adventure and love. I hope that you are blessed with a long marriage and I hope that you still come to my cafe and order the Golden Ambrosia, because I know that no one else would order them but you two." Graciela finished as she raises her wine for the toast.

Marinette looked at her with a warm smile and mouthed 'thank you' to her. Graciela went over to her table and they both hugged. Graciela whispered her congratulations before taking her seat. She watches both of them share a sweet and loving kiss, professing their love to one another. She smiled to herself, her heart warm at the picture-perfect couple.

'Finally.'

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miracle-sham · 1 year

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Of a Sinking Severed Heart—Bleeding 'Til the End.

| {MGI Team Mixer Event Alphabet Soup Drabble — Letter P} |

| {Blue, Sapphire, I Want To Go Home To My Wife, Soulmates} |

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| Dragons with soulmates were always said to have hearts made of the purest gemstones. Inevitably this led to them being hunted or captured for the wealth they could grant upon their death. |

| But sometimes, the reason for capturing one is far worse. |

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| Word Count: 1,029. |

| Warnings/Tags: Major Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, implied/referenced torture, implied/referenced non consensual drug use, blood and injury, angst, hurt/no comfort, grief/mourning, non-graphic non-consensual body modification/amputation, dragon Tim Drake, dragon Marinette, and soulmates. |

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| A/N: Here's the last fic of the event, finally cross-posted to Tumblr! |

| Please make sure to read those tags carefully before reading! But if you're able to handle that sort of content then I hope you enjoy! |

| Also side note, Don’t Like? Don’t Read. |

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This couldn't be it, this couldn't be the end. Not here, not now, not for her.

Tim was helpless to do anything but watch from beyond the sickly green wrought iron cage—poisoned spikes on both the inside and outside of the bars to prevent any attempts at escape.

Not that it stopped him, mind you. But all that brought him was mocking laughter, a cursed amulet preventing him from shifting back to his human form, clipped wings, horns cut, snout muzzled, sapphire scales torn and patchy—making it hurt to move, talons declawed—phalanges removed so they wouldn't ever grow back, and a cocktail of drugs fogging his mind and torpefying his body, all to keep him from being able to break out on his own.

Marinette was his precious loving soulmate, she's a part of his hoard as much as he is of hers. Their hearts beat in sync. He could feel the distant frenetic desperate pulse of her heart tethered to him, completely in time to his equally pounding heart despite the distance between them. He could also feel the stinging scratches and scrapes on her hands and knees on his own, the deep ache in her muscles and bones in his, the flaring stabs across her torso and shoulders with every movement she makes in his as well, just as if those were his injuries instead of hers alone.

She could probably feel the numb agony of the undoubtedly permanent damage done to him in this cage. How she was still able to keep going, keep fighting, with the pain slowly killing him—them—, was beyond him.

That was how their soulbond worked, an eye for an eye, a heart for a heart, a soul for a soul, pain for pain. Bearing what the other is taking, sharing the burden of their suffering.

A blessing and a curse, always being able to tell whether your soulmate was hiding injuries or overworking themselves to the detriment of their body. It was… it was probably a relief for her, in the time after his capture—to know the Joker's been keeping him alive.

Marinette's heartbeat stuttered as the fight drew away from the cage and out of his sight. Heart in his throat, Tim barely holds back a desperate keel. He can't afford to distract her now—

Electricity, surging through his body. Lancing pain whiting his vision out.

He could barely hear her screams through the crackling around him. No, no, no, no—please.

Maniacal laughter rang out clearly above the thundering of their shared heartbeat and the sizzling searing of electrical burns tearing through their bodies.

And oh, oh…

Oh no.

If he thought the electricity was bad enough, then the five pinpricks of pain in the centre of his chest shouldn't have been noticeable.

But it was. And brutally so. His chest. Ruptured open. Tearing and shredding apart like something was being ripped out. Or well, not his chest. But Marinette's.

Throat constricting, he could barely breathe. The pain was so consuming. He couldn't tell if the struggle he had breathing was his or hers, or both of theirs.

His, apparently.

Seeing as Tim could feel it.

The very moment his soulmate's—Marinette's—heart ceased to beat.

That gaping agony rupturing and rending through his chest and sternum—right through to where their hearts lay in each of their chests—was painting a clear enough guess of what was happening—had happened. To her.

“No!” He barely rasped under the restraining muzzle. Please survive! He wanted to beg her, please hold on just a little bit longer! The others must be near soon…

The tether snapped. The bond shattered.

“Plea—” Tears leaked from his eyes, stinging the small sore scaleless patches of skin as they dripped down his cheeks.

The pain of her injuries faded as her heartbeat's absence grew longer.

The Joker skipped back into view from within the wretched cage, a blue crystalline heart of a dragon, bleeding and unbeating in his hands. “Would you look at this! A pure of heart sapphire!”

Bursting into cackles at his own words, the Joker barrelled over, grin sickeningly wide.

The breath caught in Tim's throat.

It… it should have killed him too. He should be dead.

“NOOO!” He rasped again, throat bleeding from the strain. Clutching at his chest, overcome, he desperately wailed for his other half. Don't leave me! He wanted to cry out to all that remained of her, please, how am I supposed to live without you?

His wail was cut off sharply with a wet cough. Choking on the blood from his throat as the muzzle kept him from taking any deeper breaths.

An emptiness—hollowness, settled inside his heart. As the lonesome silence, barring the incessant laughter, persisted.

What else? He thought to himself deadeningly—despondently, what else am I supposed to do? Without you here?

The Joker straightened up and sneered at Tim. “Awww, aren't you having fun?”

“No,” Tim whispered under his breath, closing his eyes and using what little strength he had left to curl up into a ball, covering himself with his clipped wings. “I just want to go home to my wife, my soulmate…”

“Well let's fix that then! They do say laughter is the best medicine!” The Joker crowed, dropping the heart on the ground before moving out of sight once again. Followed by a chuff and a hiss of liquid gas spraying from a machine.

Tim flinched. Expecting the worst.

The machine exploded. The cage rocked crashing over—freeing him.

The sounds of gunfire and batarangs reached his ears but Tim only had eyes for Marinette. Disconsolate, he slowly crawled to her and her heart with everything he had left. Fragilely, he scooped her sapphire heart up in his claws and cradled it against his chest fruitlessly, as if the proximity to his own heart would somehow breathe life back into hers. Once he reached her body, he bowed his head and let the tears spill from his eyes.

This couldn't be it, this couldn't be the end. Not here, not now, not for her. But it was. And there was nothing he could do to change it.

His heartbeat felt lonely.

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miraculousxdchelpdesk · 1 year

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So hi lol I forgot about this blog.

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dougielombax · 6 months

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I wonder what the largest shellfish is?

Edit: Okay this post is getting a LOT of traction. What is going on?

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I’ve lit the blue touch paper and found there’s nowhere to run to!

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Some got close like the one about homeowner associations (fucking powertripping middle aged mediocrities!) which got at least 1.5k notes but this is the most I’ve gotten on a single post so far.

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acityanusantara · 2 months

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Jejak Rempah Dalam Sejarah Nusantara.

Sumber: News Indostrading.

Apa yang kita pikirkan ketika melihat seorang wanita yang sedang meramu bumbu-bumbu dapur? Sebagian kita mungkin berpikir, bahwa wanita tersebut sedang memasak untuk suami dan anak-anaknya, atau untuk orangtuanya dan saudaranya jika ia masih lajang. Tapi, pernahkah kita berpikir bahwa bumbu dapur adalah salah satu elemen penting yang menggerakkan sejarah. Pernahkah kita berpikir bahwa bumbu yang sedang diracik ibu kita didapur hari ini pernah menggerakkan roda sejarah untuk berputar?

Itulah hebatnya sejarah. Sejarah mengajarkan kita untuk belajar dari sekitar kita, sekecil apapun itu. Sejarah mengajarkan kita menjadi manusia bijak dan rendah hati. Bukan orang yang bijaksana jika sudah belajar sejarah, namun masih suka sentimen kepada golongan a, b, atau c dan menjelek-jelekkan orang lain karena perbedaan ras, agama, maupun suku bangsa. Orang yang melek sejarah sudah seharusnya menjadi orang yang bijaksana, bukan malah menebar kebencian atas nama agama atau lainnya.

Di artikel kali ini, saya akan mengajak anda berefleksi, seberapa penting sesuatu yang jarang diperhatikan itu? Kita akan belajar untuk bijak dalam memandang sesuatu yang kecil.

Menurut Sejarawan Bambang Budi Utomo, salah satu literatur awal mengenai sejarah rempah adalah Kitab Perjanjian Lama, dimana Ratu Syeba menyerahkan hadiah berupa rempah-rempah dan kayu cendana kepada Nabi Sulaiman Alaihissalam. Tempat kayu cendana yang dimaksud dalam kitab tersebut, menurut Bambang Budi Utomo kemungkinan merujuk pada hutan di Nusantara.

Pusat rempah di Nusantara adalah di Maluku Utara. Antara lain di Kota Jailolo, Bacan, Ternate, dan Tidore. Cengkeh berada di Maluku, begitupula pala.

Antara abad 8-9 M, Dinasti Tang, menurut Sejarawan Bambang Kanumoyoso, menjalin hubungan dengan Kerajaan Sriwijaya untuk mendapatkan rempah-rempah. Catatan Dinasti Song menegaskan bahwa komoditas utama di Jawa kala itu adalah lada. Catatan Dinasti Song tersebut mencatat bahwa para pedagang dari Tiongkok datang ke Nusantara untuk mendapatkan bahan bagi obat-obatan Tiongkok yang membutuhkan rempah-rempah.

Hadits Abu Said pun menceritakan adanya seorang Raja Hindia yang memberi hadiah jahe pada Rasulullah Shallahu Alaihi Wasallam. DR.Kasori Mujahid menafsirkan bahwa besar kemungkinan raja yang disebut dalam hadits tersebut adalah salah seorang Penguasa Sriwijaya, mengapa demikian? Karena Sriwijaya merupakan salah satu sumber rempah di Nusantara, masalah ini pernah saya ulas dalam artikel dibawah ini: Sriwijaya, Sumatra, dan Raja Hindia: Jejak Awal Islam di Nusantara Halaman 1 - Kompasiana.com

Ketika masa Dinasti Yuan yang berkebangsaan Mongol menguasai Tiongkok, Kaisar Dinasti Yuan kala itu mengirimkan jenderal-jenderalnya ke Jawa untuk misi militer melawan Raja Kartanegara dari Kerajaan Singasari. Catatan Dinasti Yuan menegaskan bahwasannya setiap panen lada di Jawa, hasil yang diperoleh mencapai puluhan ribu Jin. Epigraf Nurni Wuryandari memperkirakan bahwa 1 Jin sama dengan 500 Gram.

Perlu diingat yah, catatan-catatan yang saya tampilkan ini merupakan sumber primer yang ditulis oleh orang asing dan merupakan dokumen negara dizamannya. Bagi yang belum tahu apa itu sumber primer maupun sekunder, bisa anda lihat di tautan dibawah ini: Tutorial Jadi Detektif Sejarah: Saya Ajari Langkah-langkahnya Halaman 1 - Kompasiana.com

Tome Pires, seorang Pengembara Portugis yang mengunjungi Jawa pada abad ke-16 M, dan singgah di Kerajaan Sunda Pajajaran mengatakan bahwa komoditas utama Kerajaan Sunda adalah lada yang berkualitas tinggi.

Naskah Carita Parahyangan mencatat, kala itu Kerajaan Sunda Pajajaran sedang berada di masa kejayaannya, tepatnya dibawah kepemimpinan Ratu Jayadewata, atau dalam Prasasti Batutulis dikenal dengan gelar Sri Baduga Maharaja Ratu Haji di Pakuan Pajajaran atau kita kenal sebagai Prabu Siliwangi. Tome Pires juga menuliskan, bahwa kala itu Kerajaan Sunda ada dibawah pimpinan raja yang perkasa.

Sayangnya, tak lama kemudian, Sri Baduga Maharaja wafat dan digantikan putranya, Prabu Surawisesa, Prabu Surawisesa menjalin hubungan dengan Portugis dan bersepakat untuk bekerjasama dalam perdagangan lada dengan pihak Portugis. Carita Parahyangan mencatat Prabu Surawisesa sebagai seorang yang pemberani dan berperang sebanyak 15 kali tanpa kekalahan. Menurut Sejarawan Yoseph Iskandar, hubungan Surawisesa dengan Portugis inilah yang memicu terjadinya peperangan dengan pihak Cirebon maupun Demak. Tome Pires mencatat bahwasannya perjanjian antara Raja Surawisesa, yang ia sebut sebagai Samiam/ Sanghyang terjadi di sebuah pelabuhan.

Kerjasama rempah antara penguasa beretnik Sunda dan Orang Eropa pun terjadi kembali setelah Kerajaan Sunda Pajajaran runtuh dan digantikan kekuasaan Islam. Hendrik.E.Niemeijer mencatat, bahwa pada 1708 M, terjadi pertemuan antara Sultan Banten Zainal Abidin dengan Gubernur Jenderal VOC Joan Van Horn yang dicatat dalam arsip VOC dan diantara hadiah yang diberikan sultan kepada Gubernur Jenderal VOC adalah 179 lembar pala dan 114 cengkeh mutu tertinggi ditambah 1 botol minyak cengkeh dan 1 botol kecil minyak kayu manis.

Rempah-rempah jualah yang menjadi motivasi utama bagi Belanda untuk menjajah negeri ini. Pada 1595 M, 4 Kapal Belanda dengan 249 awak dibawah pimpinan Cornelis de Houtman berlayar ke Nusantara, mereka mendapat serangan dari penguasa lokal karena saat tiba di Banten yang merupakan pelabuhan lada terbesar, mereka terlibat konflik dengan orang-orang pribumi. Perusahaan-perusahaan Belanda bersaing mengirimkan ekspedisi untuk mendapat rempah-rempah di Nusantara, demikianlah catatan Sejarawan M.C.Ricklefs.

Hingga pada 1602 M, Belanda membentuk kongsi dagang yang dikenal sebagai VOC atau Perusahaan Hindia Timur. Awalnya, VOC berpusat di Ambon yang merupakan basis rempah-rempah, tepatnya setelah mereka mengalahkan Portugis yang sebelumnya bercokol di wilayah tersebut.

Pada 1619 M, Gubernur Jenderal VOC yaitu JP.Coen menyerang Jakarta yang sudah berada dibawah kekuasaan Banten dan merebutnya, serta memindahkan pusat VOC kesana dengan nama baru yaitu Batavia. VOC juga melakukan monopoli rempah di Kepulauan Maluku.

Nah, jika itu pengaruh rempah bagi para elit politik. Bagi rakyat kecil, pengaruhnya pun tak kalah besar. Rempah-rempah diantaranya asem dan kencur, sebagaimana dicatat oleh Martina Safitry digunakan untuk pengobatan, dan yang melakukan pengobatan adalah seorang dukun. Salah satu contohnya adalah pengobatan Pangeran Ngabehi dari Kraton Yogyakarta.

Wiliam Marsden mencatat bahwa Inggris juga memonopoli perdagangan lada di Sumatra. Para kepala keluarga diharapkan mampu mencapai target 1.000 tanaman dengan bantuan keluarga mereka. Para penanam lada putih di Sumatra, akan mendapatkan seperempat dolar untuk setiap galon bambu. Diantara spesies lada pada waktu itu adalah lada sudul dan lada Jambi.

Apapun itu, yang jelas bahwasannya darisini kita bisa mengambil pelajaran, tidak selamanya sesuatu yang kecil adalah hal yang remeh temeh. Ada kalanya sesuatu yang kecil justru mampu membuat perubahan signifikan, bahkan menggerakkan sejarah. Sejarah Indonesia tentu tidak akan berlangsung tanpa adanya rempah-rempah, yang notabene hanya bumbu dapur, tapi memiliki dampak signifikan menggerakkan sejarah.

Marilah kita semua berpikir maju, tidak perlu menjadi besar untuk menggerakkan sejarah. Sejarah justru banyak digerakkan oleh hal-hal kecil yang kerap terlupakan. Teruslah belajar sejarah agar tidak lupa jat diri kita.

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