CONFINEMENT

CH 100 - MAJOR DECISION PART III

The footsteps broke the silence of the underground prison hallway in Bhayangkara command center, the sunlight could not penetrate the room and only the dim torch was used for lighting the room.

The pungent smell and moist air make the atmosphere stuffy basement, which is built specifically for Bromocorah and the snapper class criminals in the Beach Country.

"Open the door, Guard!" said a man who was none other than Mr. Timoti, the man was seen with a woman with a veil and face cover.

The guard immediately opened the door of the hallway under the fire. The two stepped to the end of the hall where there was a dark room without lighting. Mr. Timoti's hand was seen turning the key he held, the rattling of the iron bars opened by the head of the Coast Country again broke the silence of the place.

Mr. Timoti was seen lighting a torch in the corner of the room, the skinny body of a young man with his hands tied in chains and hanging in the middle of the room, the young man looked limp with the condition of his ribs wrapped in white bandages wrapped around his body.

"Team, you can leave me alone with this young man!"

"So soon meet Mr. Circun to prepare everything, you don't have to worry about me."

"Later I can go home alone or ask among the Bhayangkara" the hooded woman told Mr. Timoti.

"Are you sure you don't want me to be with you?" asked Mr. Timoti to the woman in front of him.

"Here you go and see Mr. Sirkun immediately."

"I'm fine." replied the woman who was none other than the lady of Warika.

"But before you go, can you untie the boy's hand? pity him, Tim." Madame Warika told her sister.

"Well, Ma'am Yu, after all, the young man's business has been considered finished and in fact I will also release him immediately." replied Mr. Timoti as he stepped towards the young man with his hands tied hanging in the middle of the detention room.

The young man's body was hollow and his face looked pale, while the Youth was still in a half-conscious state. Mr. Timoti greased him into the corner of the room and the young man's body was rested on the brick wall of the prisoner's room.

Madam Warika approached, held out a bamboo roof filled with water that she carried, slowly the old woman gave a drink to the Youth in front of her.

"Team, go!"

"Leave me both with this young man" Madame Warika told her sister. The leader of the Coast Country nodded his head and rose to leave Madam Warika with the Youth.

After the death of Mr. Timoti from the basement, Madam Warika put the head of the Youth in her lap, the man still did not realize from his stupor.

Gently madam Warika stroked the young man's hair, there was a sense of compassion in her heart, without feeling the clear circles dripping from the corner of her wrinkled eyes.

Suddenly the young man who was lying on the lap of the lady of Warika woke up, and,

"Where am I?"

"Who are you, Mother?" the young man asked the lady of Warika, the man tried to get up but the pain in his ribs made him groan in pain.

"Stay lying down, boy!"

"Don't force it" said Madam Warika holding the young man's shoulder to remain lying down.

"Sorry Mother, I feel this is disrespectful" said the young man again, now with all his might the man tried to get up and sit leaning against the brick wall of the holding room, and he was, his breath hunted and occasionally came back groans of pain from his lips.

With a breath, the young man said,

"Sorry, who is this mother?"

"Why are you here?" the young man asked the hooded old woman beside him.

Madam Warika opened the veil that covered her face and was surprised by the young man after seeing the face of the old woman nearby.

"Mrs!"

"Aren't you the Mother"

"Yes, Son."

"I'm Warika's mother, Wati's parents." replied Madam Warika cutting off the Youth talk beside her.

"What's the condition of your internal wound, son?" the old woman asked the young man who was none other than Muhibbin beside her.

"I'm fine, ma'am." replied Muhibbin grimacing with pain.

"Don't you call me madam, call me Mother." Miss Warika replied to Muhibbin.

"How can Nyo-uh Mother be here?"

"No, I shouldn't be in this dirty place." Muhibbin again asked the lady Warika.

"You don't have to worry about it, I just want to visit you and also defend your condolences for what happened to your family" said Ms. Sariwati.

Madam Warika patted Muhibbin's shoulder gently, sobbing her cries mingled with the cries of the Youth nearby, she said,

"Stop your heart, Good Cah."

"Mother pray, may all your family have a decent place by his side" said Madam Warika comforting Muhibbin.

A second passed, and the silence returned to the room. Suddenly the voice of Madam Warika broke the silence of the dungeon.

"Mother's arrival here in addition to offering condolences to you, also begged the door to apologize from you for the treatment of Papi Wati and all of us who have hurt your heart."

"This is also related to Wati" said the noble woman.

Muhibbin's face lifted up looking at the lady Warika near him,

"Since that incident, my family and I have forgiven everyone, Mother."

"Before she died, my mother advised me to take revenge even though we were hurt by others because Gusti Ingkang Kuwaos boten Sare."

"And about Wati, the mother's daughter is currently in Galuh Banjar in Pasraman Papa Resi Giri Waja in Griya Manuaba."

"I told him to wait and I will take him home" Muhibbin told Warika.

"Mom knows where Wati is now."

"But that's not what I mean, Cah Bagus." looks like madam Warika sighed and tried to be careful to convey what is the purpose of her visit Muhibbin at this time.

"Mother beg your sincerity, son."

"Take off and forget Wati."

"Find a better substitute for yourself."

"Mom will give you what you want, as long as you allow Princess Mother to marry her fiance whom we have arranged before" said Madam Warika back.

Like being struck by lightning, Muhibbin was flabbergasted and silent to hear what was said by Ms. Sariwati. Gathering calm among the disappointment he felt, the young man said,

"Mom don't have to worry about it."

"No need for Mom to give me property or throne to grant Mom's request."

"I will willingly release Wati to be someone else's wife."

"I was taught by both my parents and my teachers not to whine and hope for mercy that would not be my right."

"Challenge for me to receive mercy or property and position by changing my honor and family."

"This place doesn't feel right for you to linger here."

"I want to rest and please leave me alone." Muhibbin concluded to Madame Warika. The old woman only fell silent as she wiped her tears, herself as if at a loss for words facing the young man in front of her.

Suddenly Muhibbin shouted,

"Guard!"

"Hurry up here."

"This lady wants out!"

Shortly after hearing the cries of Muhibnin, two guards of the holding room who had been assigned by Mr. Timoti to supervise and guard Madam Warika immediately came, opening the iron door of the room.

With her face veiled behind her veil, Madam Warika stepped out leaving Muhibbin, his wife, The young man just lay curled up on his back to the old woman while crying sobbing holding back the anger and disappointment he got without turning his head and seeing the departure of Madam Warika.

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Noted :

Thank you to all readers of KAHANAN novel which has now entered CH 100 after approximately two months ago the beginning of writing.

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