CONFESSION STONED
88. Hope and Punishment

I was a little late to the office that morning. He told a light version about renovating the house that Eyang gave to his mother.

Bu Yanti frowned slightly when she realized that Bara had intended to get out of the house since the first day she married Dijah. In addition to feeling that what Bara said was natural, Bu Yanti was only worried about the house that would be increasingly quiet.

“Take Sukma to move home again Bu ... Rico'll be out of town often.” Bara left the solution to his sister.

What Bara initially thought the mother would object, apparently not. It seems that Bu Yanti also understands that Bara wants privacy to start her new life.

Moreover, looking at the problems that often occur between the female in-law and her daughter-in-law, Bara's decision is indeed good to think Bu Yanti. He knew Bara was preventing a stiff relationship between his mother and wife early in the marriage. Especially now Bara still considers that he only pocketed half the permission from his mother.

Late that afternoon, Bara was with Mas Heru in court. The agenda of the hearing that day was the reading of the indictment by the Public Prosecutor.

Fredy's case turned out to be very horrendous for the neighbors in the neighborhood because most of them did not expect there was a meth factory operating in the middle of a crowded environment. The six defendants present that day were threatened with multiple charges. Especially Fredy.

The Public Prosecutor stated that the defendant was charged with a layered article with the threat of life imprisonment. It is also still in the form of a lawsuit, not yet a verdict. I feel unable to breathe a sigh of relief.

As much as possible do not show themselves in the congregation. AKBP Heryadi said the other Fredy syndicates could still be on the loose and the man ordered something bad considering he was a vindictive figure.

“Where? Satisfied?” heru asked as they exited the court towards the car park.

“What's the content?” ask Bara.

“Punishment Fredy. So what's satisfied try?”

Nyengir. “How much yah—kalo can not go out again. Man kayak so,” Bara.

“On this trial, do not need to be sidelined to the Sejah. It will ruin the mood. Wanna marry, right? Uh, marriage?” Heru smiled ignorantly.

Bara glanced at his cousin's sister's cynics. “Eh but it'll still be prosecution. Not yet on the defendant's response. As long as it has not been a verdict, I have not calmed down.” He got into his car and sat behind the steering wheel.

“But the sentence must be severe Ra, there are five articles of narcotics law imposed in their case. Another about violence. Pretty safe. If he comes out later, it must be grandfather. Kang Mas Bara is still seger ..” Heru punched slowly Bara's arm.

“Seger—seger ..” Bara. “Mas where you going? I'm going to pick up Sejah at Rumah Aman. I anter to the office aja ya,” Bara Bara.

“From Safe House to where?” asked Heru who that afternoon felt that there was nothing to be done anymore in the office.

“Mau to cos-boss Colored. Take a little of his stuff.”

“I'm coming—I'm coming.” Heru patted Bara's arm so that his cousin's sister did not drive her car to the office.

“Ngapain follow anyway? Go to the office. Just to the cost-kosan aja even ngekor.” Bara nagged Heru.

“Seru, I like. I need some more entertainment. I think staying there is exciting yes ..” added Heru.

“Entar I said to Mas's wife, let you guys move there. Let's exclaim,” Bara then laugh.

Bara who feel more familiar with the costs does not fully consider life there can be easily labeled exclamation. A day two may be exciting. But a week there, Bara who can never sleep if there is noise must give up on the third day. Especially Heru. He knew exactly what a perfectionist man was. Men who since childhood spend more time with their Eyang with Javanese language kromo and ngoko will definitely eat heart if every day have to dialogue with Tini.

“Ke office only,” refer Bara. He had imagined the no-no if Heru came to the boarding house. Once is enough time. “Mobil Mas 'will be in the office.” Bara felt victorious. Heru must have given up on her thought.

“Eh you nganter Colored'kan to a new house, deket my house. Distance of one block. I will go straight home. Car's secure. Let's go straight to the safe house. I'm really worried that I can't be together. Sabaaar ... will be able to mate again.” Heru laughed then raised the volume of the radio and joined the drum singing Dusk Till Dawn – Zayn, Sia.

When he kicked the lyrics of the song, Heru turned his head and poked Bara many times. Feeling insinuated by the singing of Heru, Bara brushed off his cousin's hand. Everyone was making fun of him today for impatiently wanting to marry Dijah.

In just an instant, the family chat group was excited because Sukma was immediately shocked to announce ‘Mas bara kebelet mating’. Want to be upset with his sister, but Bara's happy feeling overcame that annoyance.

'Cause I wanna touch you baby

And I wanna feel you too

I wanna see the sun rise

On your sins just me and you

Light it up, on the run

Let's make love tonnage

Make it up, fall in love

Try

(Baby, I'm right here)

*Because I want to touch you, baby

I want to feel you too

I want to see the sunrise

For your sins, just you and me.

Light up on the run

Let's get laid tonight

Do it, fall in love

Sejah was done putting a little of his clothes in a cloth bag and was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at the photo inside the brown envelope that Mr. Wirya had brought to him.

Widya went into the room with a piece of paper and pen in her hand.

“Sign this first,” pinta Bu Widya thrusting paper and pen.

He took the paper and signed it with a brown envelope.

“Hopefully this is the last time we met in this situation huh Jah ... You don't have to be ashamed of ever being here. I hope next time you live a quiet and happy life. So far I think you have recovered. You have also done the last thing you have to do to live a new life. Hopefully Bara can be a backrest and a good moaning friend.” Bu Widya still stood looking at the Colonized.

“Still Bu ... For me, coming to a rehabilitation center is not embarrassing. I feel like I have a friend and I am free to reveal my head. Bu Widya really is a good person,” said Dijah.

Widya ma'am smiled. Speak Sejah now sounds softer. It is undeniable, the environment is indeed very influential on the behavior and psychological condition of a person.

Bara's unrelenting support of Dijah makes the woman's confidence grow slowly. Bara makes the Sejah feel valuable and worthy of love. Mr. Wirya did manage to give his son an understanding of it.

Bu Widya delivered the Sejah to the iron fence. Bara who saw Dijah greeted the car with a bag and a small pot of plants in his hand, went straight down to pick up the bag and opened the car door for his lover.

After saying an expression of gratitude full of politeness, Bara shook Bu Widya's hand and gave a small nod.

“Happy new life ..” said Bu Widya.

Maybe for others, it is just a word of congratulations to an ordinary newlywed couple. But for Emara it means a lot. He understood the meaning of Bu Widya's gaze. The woman had been supporting Dijah morally all this time. Bara is very grateful for that. Because Bu Widya, Bara did not lose ‘His Wijah’.

“Hai Colored ... I come to the boarding house, yes,” said Heru when Dijah just sat down.

“Cute to the chicken coop?” tanya Dijah glanced at Bara.

“Kok chicken coop?” Heru looked back.

“She called chicken coop cost. So you want to go to the chicken coop? If not so I get off here just aja, take a taxi home.” Bara raised an eyebrow glancing at Heru.

“Eitss ... Follow dong. Excite sure,” said Heru.

Rich people are weird to think of being colonized. I don't know what they mean by words.

What sad drama and unusual words at the cost can be categorized as a pleasure?

Exclamation.inner Seized. He remembered what exciting things he had done with the chicks boarding the chicken coop so far.

They once bought packaged rice by asking for additional white rice as much as possible so that it can be divided in two. For day and night. Sounds very poor. But for the colon it was exciting. Excitement to hold hunger because the stomach is not fully filled.

*****

“Asik nyeritain oraaaaang aja kelen work!” mak Robin chanted while throwing a plastic chair next to Boy and immediately sat down. Boy rubbed his chest in surprise.

“Between fiery times tell that not too happy, bagos kelen nyeritain that Kelen sukak ajalah!”

Mak Robin comes up with his advice to interrupt the conversation of Tini, Boy and Asti.

“This is not talking about the ugliness of others at length. Just a review. Little,” said Tini as she frowned her fingernails.

“Makanya Us... Don't date for a while, you take it home. You introduced your mother. Once broken up, know everyone. Slow down! Bring a man to the house, bring a man. Relax, you're still young!” Mak Robin tucks her legs up on the chair.

“Weigh Boy Mak! Never bring anyone home. Once bring it, which men bring!” Tini laughed heartily alone without feeling.

“Matau!” Boy kicked Tini's chair.

“So Mbak Tini while not working?” ask Asti later. “Interview yesterday how?”

“No news yet. Let alone. Count me on rest. Wonderful to see others... Successful, rich work. I'm working, trus typhus. Same as rich!” sulcan Tini.

“Kok before you? You are not poor because of that person's fault. Borrow your nail clippers first!” Mak Robin snatched the nail clasp from Tini's hand.

“Eh Mbak Colored!!” asti looked towards the fence. Seized came flanked by two handsome men dressed neatly.

“Yes pardon ... Mas Heru's. It turns out that Mas Heru was more than I imagined,” muttered Tini stunned.

“What's the pulse you imagined about him?” mak Robin asked, staring at Dijah.

“I go in first.” Tini got up from her chair and ran into the room.

“Ngapain woi?” exciting Boy.

“Pake eyelashes!” teek Tini from the room.

The To Be Continued.....

Wedding uniform color Bara blue BCA color yes... Not Frozen blue or wardah blue.

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