Bloody Bond

Chapter 14

Two people were busy watering small seeds in plastic. The small box-shaped container is able to accommodate fifty watermelon seeds that are ready to plant. All of them have become sprouts that soon grow leaves. After the true leaves grow four strands, then the seedlings must have been planted on the land that has been prepared.

Two men were busy weeding out new seeds. Carefully take care of her like a child. Hehe

"How does the love story go?" Bejo returned the dipper to the bucket. Then bring her down the faucet. Watering has been completed. Now they sit back on the cots they used to hang out on. There is already available coffee and fried bananas that were prepared by Sibu before leaving.

"Yes. They're getting married soon. Even Syafa is enthusiastic about choosing a wedding dress. They were picked up by Dunka's car this morning."

Fahri looked at the withered chili plant. Looks like Syafa forgot to flush. Fahri has the intention to water it, but is reluctant because the aroma of coffee keeps it away.

"So .. Have you given your blessing?" Fahri sipped a cup of coffee has been behind his glass on the chic. Still enjoying coffee like no matter what Bejo's question.

"Don't be too hard-hearted. With reason we design goals. We bravely wade through life in order to achieve our goals. One can have a plan to be anything and work to make it happen.  It is fate that will be the winner."

Fahri turned his head, apparently Bejo's words quite possessed his mind. Seen from the body gesture Fahri when putting coffee so slow. Several times also found rubbing chin then moved to the neck.

"Dunka's not a bad person in my opinion. I met him at the market several times. Not infrequently women come and change trying to seduce. Not once did Dunka respond. He's too cold to any other kind. If only he wanted to, it would not be difficult for him to get a girl who was much more beautiful than Syafa."

Indeed Syafa is included in the criteria of beautiful girls in the village, but there are many more beautiful girls. Of course the girl who meets the ideal standards to be the perfect wife. Fahri understood that. Fahri also understands that Bejo intends to open his eyes to try to accept Dunka.

"As far as I've heard, Dunka's been quite successful living in the city. He even paid the debts of Haji Ali who had long been delinquent. In addition, Dunka bought a car for his mother as well. Moreover, the man was also good at leading prayers in the circumcision event yesterday. Coincidentally the one with the wish is my cousin. Dunka and Haji Ali were also present. He's the perfect figure for Syafa in my opinion." 

Fahri remained silent. Only found by Bejo, several times stroking the neck.

"Think!"

Bejo patted his best friend's back. Give Fahri space to think. A few minutes later Bejo saw the phone in his hand.

"Where are you going?" fahri asked when he saw Bejo standing up after sipping the remaining black coffee.

"There's a little bit of work in the market. Someone asked me to load the merchandise. It is good to buy rice. Wanna come?"

"What about delivery to Jakarta?"

"Quiet, already in the same handel Joko."

"I'll come along if that's it."

Fury looked at the coffee in front of him. Feeling affectionate when abandoned. He chose to drink it as fast as lightning.

"Don't take the wallet first." Get in the house for a second.

"Waoww.handsome Dude." Bejo held out two thumbs. Fahri came out with a black t-shirt, combined with a black hat as well as grayish shorts.

"That's white, baby if it gets stained."

"Yes! I knew! Beloved shirts. A gift from Syafa." Ledek Bejo is right. Fahri kept the shirt very carefully. Fahri had entered the age of seventeen. Syafa sets aside the pocket money in order to buy a white shirt as a birthday gift for her brother.

When they came out came the silver-colored car entering the yard of the house.

"Whose car, Ri?"

"Si Dunka!" They waited for the car to come in perfectly. So that Bejo pickup car can come out freely.

Dittt. car horn signifies the meaning of greeting. Bejo replied with a one-time horn. A sign asking permission to pass

"Mom, me and Kang Bejo go to the market first." Without getting off Fahri's car asking for permission. 

"It's okay Syafa. If your sister comes home. No problem." Sibu. Some paper bags were removed from the trunk by Dunka. Looked pityfully at Syafa. The girl was very excited to show the bride kebaya for her brother but instead hunted her man away.

"Where's this?" Dunka held the bag parallel to the elbow. Shafa walked into the house until he reached the living room.

"Just here."

"Syafa, there's one job I have to finish. I'll just say yes!" Pinta Dunka's.

"Lho, Son! Didn't ngaso just yet. Let me make some tea."

"I'm sorry, Sibu. No time to rush if I have tea first." Look at the watch a few times. Seemed restless.

"Mom, let Brother Dunka go. It's not good to put off work."

Dunka stroked Syafa's head. Feeling overwhelmed because Syafa can understand his busyness.

nah? The result is good, right?" bejo asked as he chewed on a piece of bread he was holding.

Fahri was serious about calculating the money from his income this time. Four times back and forth to the market brought citizen merchandise. First bring a tub full of melons, then coconut, then there are others who call to bring vegetables. And lastly brought Haji Ali's pottery. For Haji Ali, usually brought by his own men, but because his men are sick, then the job is given to Bejo.

In this afternoon, Haji Ali's grocery store is not more quiet even more crowded mothers who do not have time to shop in the morning will come in the afternoon when the weather is not too hot. While selling melons and vegetables, deliberately open a stall for those who are on the side of the road. There will usually be a lot of buyers who just come home from the office. They will stop by for shopping as a fulfillment of basic needs.

"Well, if only every day can be this way, I can easily save a lot of money for Syafa's college costs." Wagging money like a fan. But the next second Fahri was stunned. Soon, Shafa is not his responsibility anymore. I don't know why it still makes him nervous.

"Why don't you go to college again? You're pretty clever. You also have aspirations. Why not try to get your hands on it?" There is also a point in Bejo's words.

Shafa has chosen his own path. And now, it is he who has to choose.

"Eh, is that not Dunka?" Bejo pointed across the street. An old man had a little trouble crossing the street. There are many reasons for the afternoon. Dunka there picked up the old man and led him across.

"It's pretty noble." Fahri mumbled unconsciously.

"Suitable to be made in-law." Bejo Fishing.

"Not necessarily!"

"You still don't approve too?"

"Do you need my blessing? Sibu doesn't care about that."

Fahri was still watching where Dunka was going.

"Who's that with Dunka?"

Fahri sees Dunka with a woman coming across the flank by two men in suits. There were also three other men of Sangar.

"Where?" A box car dispels Bejo and Fahri's vision.

"Well!"

Dunka and the others are gone.

'Who is that woman? Why are you so familiar with Dunka?'

To be continued