CONFINEMENT

CH 110 - BARA IN CHAFF PART IV

Soon after, Muhibbin followed the steps of Disya, Sekar and Raya who had preceded him.

Seen some seats right on the face of the stage are still empty while some others began to be filled by guests from abroad.

While the display of the dancers of the colony of the Emerald Kingdom who were invited to enliven the annual art party of the Coast Country alternately show abilities.

Amidst the enthusiasm of the citizens of the Beach enjoying the art show, some people burst into the chair in front precisely under the balcony Selasar Rumah Budaya directly opposite the stage.

"We're sitting right here, yeah!" disya said to Sekar and Raya, while Muhibbin approached the three and still stood awkwardly while looking at the invitations who had occupied their respective seats in front of him.

"Come on Bin, sit down!"

"Don't just stand like a statue." cried Disya to the Youth in front of him.

With hesitation Muhibbin was sitting next to Sekar, while Raya sat near Disya as if she did not want to be separated from the Girl who owns Selasar Rumah Budaya.

The seats of the invited guests are placed slightly circular with the stage in the center, while the important and influential guests are placed on the second-floor balcony of the building, so that the viewpoint is more clearly visible towards the stage and surrounding areas.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in neat clothes and charismatic face approached the four of them, who were,

"The father's son is here!"

"The father was looking for you everywhere, son." said the middle-aged man to Disya and the girl got up to kiss her hands and hugged the newly arrived man.

"I was also from this afternoon looking for a father" said Disya released her embrace to the person who had just arrived, the man was none other than Mr. Sirkun the businessman's benefactor Beach Country.

"Yes, the father had accompanied the Governor to see the wood processing place."

"However he is one of the investors in the new venture of the pioneer father, son." replied Mr. Sirkun gently to his daughter, at his door the soft hair of the young girl.

Moments after greeting his daughter, the view of the Entrepreneur was fixed on Raya, Sekar and Muhibbin who were still silent,

"Who are they, Dis?" asked sirkun gently as he swept his gaze at the three people sitting on the chairs next to the invited guests' seats.

"Daddy forgot about them?" said Disya while sharing her sweet smile.

Mr. Sirkun was seen frowning and observing the three people who were with his son.

"If not wrong, you are the daughter of the late Jero Perbekel village of Batubulan, right?" sirkun said to Sekar and the girl nodded respectfully to Disya's father.

"And this if not wrong is the adoptive family of the late Jero Nengah Wirata." added Mr. Sirkun whose views are now fixed on Muhibbin and the Holy Kingdom.

With a light nod, Muhibbin replied.

"True sir."

"I am Muhibbin and this is my nephew Holy Kingdom" said the young man politely as he introduced his nephew sitting next to Disya.

"Ah, yes."

"Father remember now." said Mr. Sirkun smiling broadly at the three.

"Father, I am so sorry for what you have experienced."

"Patience and may your late family be placed in the best place on the side of the Creator." added Mr. Sirkun while shaking the hands of Muhibbin, Sekar and Raya one by one.

The Beach Country's generous businessman again said kindly,

"If there's anything, you don't hesitate to contact me."

"After all, the late Jero Mekel was a good friend of Mr."

"And you're young!"

"Father with open arms will always help you, this is not free from the good relationship of your late father and my brother Samarta, who was none other than Disya's real father during the plantation where you lived first." concluded Mr. Sirkun on Muhibbin.

Respectfully, the young man cupped both of his palms to his chest and said,

"Thank you, sir."

"I don't want to trouble you."

"Disya has helped us a lot during our time in this Beach Country" Muhibbin replied to Mr. Sirkun.

The middle-aged man smiled at the three, Disya continued to observe while occasionally smiling at the chatter of the Father and his friends.

"Yes, you enjoy the show tonight, you will greet the invited guests from abroad."

"And you, son!"

"Don't forget to give a speech representing father on stage, when all the invitations have come, especially the big family of the Governor."

"Because this is the first show you're working on."

"Father stay first." Sirkun told the princess. He nodded his head at the father who passed from before him.

The atmosphere was more lively with several performances shown by artists from all over the Coast Country and other countries colonies of the Emerald Kingdom.

***

"Give way to the Governor!" shouted some burly men while encouraging the crowd of residents who were busy watching the dance performance on the stage not far from the entrance Selasar Rumah Budaya.

Some residents were seen falling plunged by the encouragement of the burly people, causing a little commotion that made all eyes fixed toward the entrance of the building.

So even with Disya and her three friends, with a slight gesture, the Sirkun master's daughter asked for some security to help calm the atmosphere.

"You wait here for a minute."

"I'll go ahead and see what's going on" Disya told friends.

Muhibbin, Sekar and Raya Suci were silent, while

Disya moved from where she sat and stepped away to accompany some security committee Selasar Rumah Budaya.

The commotion between the Governor's master bodyguards and some residents was already overcome and the atmosphere regained its calm.

Not long after, the entourage of the Governor of the Coast Country and his extended family entered the magnificent building was escorted by the Bhayangkara troops and some men with stout stature dressed all in black.

It was seen that Sirkun and Disya welcomed the arrival of Mr. Timoti with a cheerful smile.

The important family motorcade of the Beach Country was directed to the second floor balcony of the Cultural House through the side of the stage, so that the guests and people in front of the stage clearly saw the presence of the Governor of the Beach Country.

All eyes fixed on the motorcade of the Governor, sir, it appeared that Mr. Timoti was walking side by side with an old man with an authoritative face followed by a middle-aged woman and a young woman with an orange hood beside him and a masculine young man holding a pink hooded woman with a belly which looks enlarged. Their faces look cheerful tonight and Mr. Sirkun and Disya continue to accompany the main officials of the coastal State.

***

"Bli, the woman is not" said Sekar did not continue his words when the entourage of Mr. Timoti passed in front of him.

"Yes, I know Gek." said Muhibbin half whispered to his adoptive sister while the Holy Kingdom beside him looked surprised to see the figure of a woman who was among the family of the Governor of the Coast Country.

"Sir Lik, isn't that Miss Lik Wati?" holy Feast on the Uncle.

"Mom Lik Wati!" shouted the Holy Kingdom to the entourage of the Governor.

Suddenly the cry of the little girl stole the attention of the group that passed before them, the people in the group turned their heads and noticed the sound coming but the crowd and the instruments on the stage distract the group and before long they continue their steps in the direction balcony Houses of Culture.

A pair of pink hooded female eyes with an enlarged belly that were in the entourage of the Governor's master glanced towards the Sacred Kingdom, there was a sense of surprise emanated on the woman's ayu face.

While Muhibbin's eyes glared at his nephew and gestured for the little girl to remain silent.

The Holy Kingdom bowed to see the unfavorable reaction of the Uncle. Muhibbin turned his gaze towards the entourage of the Governor.

The gaze of Muhibbin and the Pink-hooded Woman met, while the eyes of the two revealed a twinkle that could not be described with words, there was a turmoil felt in each other's hearts.

After a few moments, Muhibbin turned his face away from the gaze of the pink hooded woman, there was a furious feeling emanated on the earthy young man's face, while a look of sadness emanated on the pink hooded woman's face.

The masculine man beside her continued to hold the woman in a pink hood and passed from that place.

***

"Raya, next time you can't be like that, Nduk."

"That's rude!"

"Pak Lik never taught you that" said Muhibbin slightly raised his voice to the nephew who looks wrong.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lik."

"So it was by accident."

"Because I haven't seen Miss Lik Wati in a long time."

"Why does Miss Lik Wati seem to not know us, Mr Lik?" raya said a little guilty of her attitude.

Muhibbin was silent to his nephew's question, his face was disheveled and furious.

"That's it, Bli."

"Raya's not wrong,"

"We all didn't expect that woman to be present here either."

"Bli don't be too hard on Raya." exclaimed Sekar to his foster brother, the girl was seen clutching the Holy Kingdom which began to sob.

Muhibbin did not flinch with eyes holding back anger, The young man got up from his seat,

"You guys just stay here first."

"I will go out for a while to get some fresh air" Muhibbin said as he passed.

Meanwhile, a pair of eyes continued to observe from the top of the balcony towards Muhibbin, Sekar and Raya.

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