He's Not The Best
61. Runa's Answer

Runa's Answer

Arkan said as he brought his face closer, but Runa spontaneously rewinded her head.

“Arkan, i ..” Runa's words implied that the woman was still doubtful.

Instantly Arkan turned to face the wall behind him and punched his fist with all his might until his knuckles bled.

“There has been an incident like this, Runa .. but, you still reject me?” Arkan said as if talking to a wall.

“Not so, Arkan .. I know your feelings why you've been living without a companion all this time, it's because you're just like me, haven't been able to forget the couple you used to be, yes, you know, right?” said Runa while keeping the bag that he had been holding onto the bed.

Hearing Runa's words, Arkan clenched his fingers stronger until the blood that came out was more and more.

“Ar! Your hands are bleeding!” runa said as she pulled out two sheets of tissue from a small table near the closet and, giving it to Arkan.

“Don't mind me!”

Arkan turned around and went back to face Runa then, saying, “ If you already know, about me and my memories? Why don't we try to cure each other?”

Runa could not answer, Arkan's eyes were fixed on him, right punched towards the heart to make it seem as if it stopped beating.

The man paid no heed to his injured hand even as if it did not hurt.

“Quick, change your clothes!” arkan said again as he glanced towards the three men who started moving because one of them was already conscious.

Runa snatched one of the best gowns from the wardrobe and, running towards the bathroom to change her clothes there, she couldn't possibly do in the room because the place was no longer door-to-door.

Meanwhile, there was a buyer standing stiffly in front of the stall to see three burly men tied up and lying on the floor. Arkan approached slowly, taking advantage of the situation.

The man asks Runa but, Arkan asks about the police station, making the customer a little suspicious.

“If the police station, right, close from here, sir,” said the customer.

“If home Mr RT, far away from here?”

“I, RT, here.” The man replied firmly.

“Oh, what a coincidence,” Erlan said with a smile then, telling me about all the things that happened to the three people who were tied to the floor, except about the attempt to persecute Runa. The man just said that, they would rob the stalls and the money. He thought it better to admit it so because he thought of the honor of the woman he loved.

After hearing Arkan's story, Mr. RT contacted someone as well as the police. Everyone who was called earlier, arrived a while after the call ended so that the atmosphere of the stall became more crowded. It just so happened that Runa had finished bathing and changed clothes.

Runa did not expect that the incident would be dealt with so quickly and when a police officer interviewed him, Arkan whispered something so that he would not have to tell about the attempt to force the will on, in order to facilitate the investigation, Arkan said, keep his good name and honor.

The woman agreed and told me exactly the same thing as Arkan. Thus, all the short interview process was completed quickly and then, the three robbers were in the quarterback to the police station to account for his actions.

“Then, you are ready Mbak Runa?” ask Mr. RT on Arkan after the interview is over.

“He's my future husband, sir!” Runa answered quickly before Arkan could answer, making the tip of the man's lips twitch until he revealed a faint smile there.

“Oh, Mbak Runa already has a candidate apparently.” Mr. RT replied with a smile and nodded kindly at Arkan. He was amazed at the man, who he thought was amazing, being able to incapacitate the three robbers alone.

“Ya.” Runa calmly returned.

Actually Arkan wanted to let the three miserable men just like that, inside the house and take Runa away. However, did not expect that who came to see him was a buyer who turned out to be one of the local village officials, making him have to say frankly.

After the officers and robbers left, there were still some people gathered there, including among them, there were mothers who were busy gossiping about the incident.

“So, Mbak Runa wants to stay here, or want to join the future husband?” ask one of the mothers.

“My mouth, Mom!” Arkan answered quickly before Runa could answer, making the woman sigh heavily.

“Yes, Mom. Pray for me, will you?”

“Yes, Ma! Congratulations on getting a soul mate!”

“Yes. Thank God but, not necessarily, right, still a candidate.”

“Already Mbak Runa, just get married, hunt down people!”

“Mom can help me?” Arkan tried to break the useless chat gently he asked Runa to follow him and discuss all the merchandise, as well as the contents of his house.

After quite a debate, they finally found an agreement, that Runa would leave the rental house, return it to the owner, distribute all the merchandise including the merchandise and participate in living in the big house. Arkan forced her to move there for safety.

Then Runa asked for help from mothers who were still at home, to share all the contents of the stalls including, his old clothes, as well as some other objects that he could not possibly bring to the big house.

Some people who were there were happy to help, even received all used clothes Runa and Winsi that although faded color but, still worth using.

“Please select it Yes Mom, which is still good, if not yes, just throw it away or make a doormat!” said Runa.

“Mbak Runa, thank you, later we will sort again.” Ms. RT said.

“Sorry, this is already ugly.”

“That, yes, Ma'am .. sometimes yes Ma'am, we assume what we have is no longer useful but, not necessarily for others. Sometimes also, we consider something bad but, not necessarily bad for others.”

Runa smiled in response to Ms. RT's remark, she again drew a life lesson, which was a lesson not only obtained from the teachers, ustad, he said, lecturer or anyone except with wisdom taken from the precious experience of every human being and it is never the same.

Over five hours they packed all the items, and distributed them, with a heavy heart Runa took off all the objects including television, refrigerator and bed, and wardrobe. At first he wanted to auction it off, but then he thought that it was better to give it to someone in need. In his little heart is still dear, even though all the items can not be called good, still it can still be used and very worth using.

“What is it?” ask Arkan as Runa packs the last few items into a cardboard box.

“Food.” Sahut Runa is short.

It was a few packets of snacks that tomorrow he would take to visit his son in the pesantren. They had promised in advance, they would meet at the weekend, by phone with a hostel counselor. All that Runa packs is favorite food Winsi, cassava chips, french fries, spicy macaroni and chicken shredded. All consist of several medium-sized pockets, ready to be distributed to all ten residents of the dorm room.

“Then let me tomorrow take you there. I also want to see my son again.”

“No need, I want to be with her mother Nia.”

“Who's Nia?”

“Friends Wiwin.”

“Oh. Yes, already, just take it with you.”

“Not necessary, later troublesome.”

“There is indeed more trouble than today?”

Today was a more troublesome and heavy day than before, Arkan was already on his way to his place of business, but eventually he was just struggling with the affairs of Runa to this day. Not only sweat and energy, but also his brain and heart all he gave to Runa.

Runa turned her gaze from the big cardboard to Arkan's face, then, gently she said, “Sorry ... and thank you.”

“No need. Come!” Arkan said as he grabbed the neatly tied cardboard and put it in the trunk of the car. Inside there was already full of Runa and Winsi's goods that were still good and valuable.

Arkan was able to replace all those items as well as those clothes with nicer and expensive ones, but he did not because it was impossible to impose his will continuously on Runa. When he gets home, he will let him choose and stay in whichever room he likes.

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