An Unwanted Match
THE JYTD 21

Galang is already at the police station at this time, after both guards took him and he was questioned many things by the police. He was telling the truth, but the evidence and witnesses who were at the scene were even more damning.

He's frustrated.

Just this time he felt that way, the most unexpected was Nayla's statement in the villa that caused all this to happen. Why would anyone who was so close to him and already thought of as a younger brother even slander him like this.

Nayla has really changed since she decided to end their relationship.

"Astagfirullahal enzyme."

Galang put his head against the wall, the iron bars that were beside him were now closed and completely locked him in a room that was so narrow and dark.

There were some people inside, some of them were already asleep and some were still seen sitting down and looking at his arrival with a cynical smile.

Galang doesn't care.

He tried to catch his breath which was starting to get congested again, again because this dark and stuffy place made him weak. He reduced his body down, trying to adapt to the present situation.

Still closing his eyes, and looking down did not dare to look at anything.

Weak! He felt so weak as a man. This weakness should never be in him, he should never be afraid of the dark, he should be able to fight this weakness without anyone's help.

Because of this weakness it is easily exploited.

Darkened.

Why was he so afraid of the dark? The question began to come to his mind.

Galang tightened his grip on his own hair, enduring the growing pain in his head that was forced to remember what caused him to be so afraid of the dark. A small ringisan came out of his mouth as it endured the pain and fought hard against this weakness of his.

"Heh, noisy! The cave is sleeping!" sniped one of them.

Galang did not bother him.

He is still trying to control his own body.

GREPS!

Suddenly someone pulled her collar violently to make her stand up and cornered to the wall.

"God! You don't have ears, huh! The cave says diem!"

"Morning of a child, Bang!" yell at the other.

Galang opened his eyes, although it was unclear how this person in front of him looked.

He put away the hand that held his collar without saying.

"Well, you want to make a fuss with me, huhh?" snapped the man again while throwing his punch at Galang.

Bugs!

Brak!

Galang immediately bounced and hit the iron pole behind him violently. He remained silent, enduring the growing pain.

While the person in front of him is still continuously beating relentlessly because he continues to issue a ringing that might make uncomfortable. Or any other reason that upset him. He doesn't care.

However, how many moments later, a shadow flashed across his memory.

"mother ...!"

Mammy? Why did that memory appear on his head?

A memory he never experienced during his life with Pak Yahya and Bu Rini. He tried to dig deeper into his memory.

"Mother, I'm home!" the boy shouted again as he entered a house.

He ran in, passing through every room.

In the end he saw someone standing at the door with a sweet smile.

"Mother, I'm home!"

"Juno," said someone softly.

Galang increasingly tighten his hands on the head, he no longer cares about the person who still beat him.

Juno's? Who her? Why did the man call the boy's name juno? Galang is getting curious.

Although it was not clear what face he saw, the man was a woman.

"Juno, you must have forgotten, if you go into the house what to say?" the woman asked while crouching to face the child she called Juno.

"Greetings," Juno replied innocently.

"Then?"

"Asalamualaikum" he said again.

Juno smiled sweetly, as she looked and felt the gentle touch of the woman being haired.

Galang kept trying to remember, even though only cursory and very not so clear. The shadows kept popping up and further clarified his memory.

Until finally the memory came to an event, which he himself did not know why he even more afraid.

Darkened.

This place is so dark.

A place with a row of food types on high shelves.

Juno looked around him, although it was unclear, but he saw that some people not far in front of him were crouching with their hands on their heads, some were crying, and some were silent. In front of him he also saw some people standing. One of them even had a gun.

They shouted menacingly, pointing their guns in all directions.

DHURER!

Twice the sound of the gun was heard squealing his ears. Juno's eyes were wide open, as he clearly saw a man lying on the floor with blood beginning to flow down the floor.

His breathing was irregular, he was afraid. The man did not even move anymore, even more blood flowed on the floor.

Again the gun made its sound,

Bruk!

Now a woman is on the floor with a wound to her head. The more blood he saw flowed in the midst of this darkness.

"Astagfirullahal adzim, don't look, son. Close your eyes and your ears, don't look or listen. Mother here son, you do not be afraid," said his mother, sticking her hands in her ears and hugging her so that she did not see anything.

DHURER!

Afraid that he would die like the people he saw.

His body was trembling even more, shivering with immeasurable fear.

"Please. Juno is already scared, we should get out of this place immediately. I don't want anything to happen to him" his mother told someone in a very soft voice.

"Please wait, soon the police will come" said a man nearby.

"No, it's too long. He's going to be in shock, and we don't know if we're going to survive or not until the police arrive. We need to get out of here as soon as possible."

"Well, I'll find a way to distract them, and you'll get Juno out of here if you get any gaps." Finally the man said again after he was silent for a while.

"Son, you wait here a minute, yeah. I'm gonna try to get you out of here. I promise to protect you no matter what happens, we'll go home safely" said the man slowly, rubbing his head, still silent and clenching his hands to his ears. A few moments later the man left.

His mother hugged him tightly. He was also heard crying despite saying that he was there for her and saying everything would be fine.

The tension grew, especially now that he heard several shots coming out and the louder the people who screamed.

Much commotion.

Shouts.

Crying.

And all the things that make a child more frightened.

"Goddess! Run on! Take Juno away, now!" yelled the man loudly.

Juno was still speechless as the mother cradled her body quickly and carried her running.

He accidentally opened his eyes again. And again made to look at the situation around him.

The blood!

The bodies!

People who are full of wounds. It was clearly visible in his eyes.

The man was also seen fighting with people who threatened them earlier. I don't know what the situation is like, he can't see clearly because it's getting further and further away. To be sure, the man was already overwhelmed against all of them.

Juno who was in his mother's arms was running further and further away from their place. Even though one of them was after him.

"Patience, Son. We'll be safe. We'll be safe" his mother said as she continued to run. His voice trembled, probably from being tired and feeling the same fear.

But suddenly Juno and her mother fall. And they were slammed on the ground hard.

Juno was still silent, as this fear had already taken over his body.

Duars!

Again the sound of the shooting was heard.

He saw his mother lying helpless next to him. Juno, who was trying to wake up with his little energy, collapsed again due to the sting of extreme pain in the head. Juno's small hand touched his nape with trembling, a deep red color seemed to drench his palms. He can't take it anymore.

"Youtdoor? Juno!"

As soon as I heard it in his ears as his mother called. Juno could no longer compare reality and hallucinations.

"YYYYYY!"

"YARRGGGHH!" Galang shouted loudly because of the passing memory. His breathing was irregular, withstanding the pain in his head and the pain caused by the hit of the man who beat him.

No. gabe.

He can't be weak anymore.

Bugs!

Galang landed a hard hit on the man's face so hard that it bounced back. With pain all over his body, he was now staring at the person who beat him.

That person looked shocked by the sudden and extremely violent attack. Little blood seemed to flow between his lips.

Galang was still standing, staring flatly at those people. One night in this place. He realized that Allah SWT was always fair.

He was imprisoned, but now he could see in the dark. He did not close his eyes anymore. He can see clearly now.

The man sat down again in the corner of the wall near the iron pole that locked him up without a word coming out.

Galang bowed listlessly. But smile after that.

Life in masalalu.

Mother.

It turned out that she had an excellent mother and was so protective of her to the end.