CONFINEMENT

CH 49 - HOME

A barge splitting the waves of the strait of the State Beach which was pounding moderately, the afternoon sun was scorching and hordes of seagulls occasionally dived on the sidelines of the waves eyeing the fish, time passed so fast, so fast, after the incident at Villa Sandat and his conversation with his adoptive father, Muhibbin plans to visit his family in the Land of the Snake Stone.

It was seen Muhibbin down the barge he was riding to the port pier bridge Sritanjung. It had been two days for the young man to make his way to his homeland, the distance to get to the Stone Snake Country took three days of travel and if without hindrance, the distance traveled to reach the Stone Snake Country took three days, tomorrow at dawn he will reach his hometown.

In the mind of the man is still imagined events that he should not have done to Sariwati and all the advice of Mr. Nengah Wirata about the plan to propose and marry his idol.

"What should I tell my mother and mbak yu Cahaya? do I have to be frank about who Sariwati is and what if my good intentions proposed to her would be to clap one hand as I'm worried?" muhibbin murmured in his heart, his daydreams crumbling when suddenly a delman stopped right in front of him.

"Bak Mas where are you going, are you going to Tapsiun?" ask sais delman. Residents around the station called the word tapsiun.

"Rubber, uncle. I'm going to the station that's headed for Stone Snake Country. Is delman uncle also heading in that direction, if it is true and there is still a seat I want to hitchhike." he replied.

"Oh still, son of a mas! let's go ride Nak Mas." sais delman said to Muhibbin.

Before long, Kalipuro station began to be seen from a distance. Then the people in the afternoon looked crowded. As is known every week, a track always comes and is used as a transportation to connect the west to the eastern part of the island of Jelai which is still the territory of the Emerald kingdom.

The people of the Emerald kingdom in addition to using the train and delman also use otto and sepur although the existence of both modes of transportation is still very limited and otto itself is only owned by certain people from the family the principal nobleman of the Emerald kingdom.

Muhibbin stepped inside the station after paying the delman fare. His feet stepped into one of the rooms to get a ticket to the Stone Snake Country.

After waiting for a while and getting a ticket, Muhibbin immediately boarded a track that was ready to take him to his hometown that has long been abandoned. White smoke billowing from the combustion chamber, the rattling of iron wheels and the roar of trumpets signaled a gash began to move.

***

Red gushes burst forth on the sidelines of the mega in the eastern horizon, joking and whistling wild birds as if the choir welcomed the arrival of the morning sun even though it was slightly clouded.

Muhibbin sighed deeply enjoying the morning air of the Stone Snake Country. His feet rushed impatiently withstanding the longing for his family he had long left behind.

Along the way there are people who want to go to the rice fields and to the market, friendly greetings are always thrown when they cross paths. Muhibbin immediately accelerated his pace when from a distance not so far began to be seen joglanya house that is still not much changed.

"Assynnya!" he exclaimed when in front of his house, he knocked slowly on the door made of boards that began to porous eaten age in front of him.

"Assynnya!" shouts back.

But there was no answer from inside the house.

"Tumben kok deserted, where are the mother and mbak yu Cahaya?" he murmured in the heart.

"Assalamualaikum," again Muhibbin exclaimed and knocked on the door.

"Who's looking for Mas?" suddenly from behind someone greeted Muhibbin.

The young man turned towards the voice that greeted him,

"Where are you going, Mr Lik?" muhibbin asked the middle-aged man before him.

"Son who? it's been a few days since Suratmi, Cahaya and her nephew are not home." replied the man back.

"Sir Lik forgot about me? I'm Muhibbin, Mr. Lik!" exclaimed the young man at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"O Allah, are you Muhibbin? pangling I le." the man told Muhibbin.

"This is me, sir" replied Muhibbin as he shook the man's hand before him.

"If you can know where my mother, mbak yu and my nephew, sir lik?" returned say.

"hemmm," the middle-aged man sighed deeply.

"They're in the pesantren

kyai Basori, le!"

"They've been there for a few days" replied the man.

"Why sir lik, is there an event so mom and mom yu rewang there?" ask Muhibbin.

"No, le." replied the man back.

The middle-aged man took Muhibbin to sit in the bamboo hall in front of his house and told him what happened to the young man's family a few days ago.

"So that's the story, le."

"Emak, your brother, and nephew were rescued and taken to the kyai pesantren Basori by Mbah kyai himself, coincidentally at that time Mbah kyai was filling studies at this village mosque and your nephew, he said, The Holy Kingdom cried out for help to the place of study when the mob tried to harm your family."

Anxious face was flashed on Muhibbin upon hearing the story. The young man looked agitated then he asked again,

"But they're okay, aren't they, sir?"

"Your aunt was hurt in the head by being pushed by one of those gangs."

"And fortunately Kyai Basori along with some of his students and residents immediately came and managed to expel the rioters" concluded the man

that middle-aged.

Muhibbin was increasingly anxious to hear the men's words in front of him.

"Then I say goodbye, sir lik!"

"I have to get to the pesantren." he said.

He hurriedly headed towards the village of Kemuning where the kyai boarding school Basori was located.

*****

A few days earlier,

"I have offered a good price for the Honey Sulaiman Stone dowry, don't make us wait long and change your mind!" said a big tall man to Suratmi and Light.

The two women remained with his stance did not trade the Honey Sulaiman Stone they had.

"Sorry sir, whatever treasure you will give, we still do not sell it because it is our family's heritage" replied Suratmi.

"Mom don't force us to do anything rude, we can do anything to get that thing."

"Our teachers have offered a reasonable price, especially when looking at the condition of the house and the state of the mother, such a treasure can make you live well!" said the man intimidated.

"Sorry sir, did you not hear what my mother said! that thing we won't let go of anyone." now the light is speaking up.

"In addition, we do not know the master and who is the master who suddenly came to our house and wanted our ancestral heritage."

"We are not tempted by the treasures that you offer and our lives are quite happy even as they are today" concluded Light to the man before him.

The big man looked riled up to hear the answer of the two women in front of him, his cold face grew increasingly fierce to look at the two.

"Basan man does not know in profit, already grateful we offer abundant treasure and treat you well."

"Now leave that thing to us!" now the man clasped hard on Suratmi's shoulder with his two burly hands. The old woman grimaced in pain.

"Take me off!" ronta Suratmi, but her weak strength could not resist and break away from the grip of the man's hand.

"Take my mom off!" shouts Light while pulling the arm of the man who gripped his mother.

One of the friends of the burly man tried to drag Light away from Suratmi who was still in the grip of his friend.

"Take me off!"

" Detach, bajing*an!" yell Hysterical light.

Hearing her son's scream, Suratmi thrashed and bit the arm of the man who grabbed her.

"Ohhhhh!" the man shouted in pain.

"Bad!"

'plakkk's'

The man cursed and reflexively slapped the face of the old Suratmi.

"Aahh" cried Suratmi and the old body fell unconscious.

"Nonsense, Biad*ab all of you!" shouts of Light wriggled and tried to escape from the arms of one of the burly male friends.

The Holy Kingdom who had been silent to see her grandmother and aunt being persecuted by an unknown person, immediately ran out of the house and shouted,

"Please!"

"Please, there's a robbery!"

"There's robbing!"

He continued to run and did not feel at the mosque not far from his home which at that time was holding a lecture. The people inside the mosque gasped at the screams of someone who was none other than the Holy Kingdom, they immediately rushed out towards the Suratmi house.

Seen Kyai Basori along with the santri and residents ran following the Holy Kingdom from behind. Not long ago the group of residents and Kyai Basori had arrived at Suratmi's house.

Seen some men with stout stature in the house Suratmi, seen Light wriggling among the men who locked him while the body of the old Suratmi still unconscious lying on the ground.

"Let them go!" kyai Basori shouted at the several burly men inside the house.

The leader of the five burly men came out followed by his members, seen one of them still holding the Light.

"You don't have to interfere in our affairs! you don't know who you're dealing with?" said the burly man jumawa. His eyes were fixed on Kyai Basori and the citizens.

"There is nothing to do with which group and whose order you are, who clearly released the Light and its mother!" kyai Basori was no less fierce.

Hearing the call of the unidentified leader Kyai Basori without stale attacks the residents, the four members also carried out attacks.

Fights were inevitable, although outnumbered by the citizens, the hordes of burly men and their men could compensate for the attacks, apparently they were trained people who were used to the fights.

Residents of dukuh karanyar also began to be desperate, but Kyai Basori and how well to help the residents and began to be able to overcome the situation.

The leader of the mob is seen confronting Kyai Basori. The man attacked fiercely but all attacks could be broken easily by Kyai Basori. Suddenly the burly man fell down as kyai Basori raised his palm by making a gentle push forward and from his mouth spewing fresh blood, and, apparently the man was hit by a long-range blow in the internal energy carried out by Kyai Basori.

Seeing the leader lying with his mouth bleeding, the four members of the mob immediately carried his lead and fled.

Residents who saw the mob fled to catch up with him but were banned by Kyai Basori.

"Leave it, no need to chase! they will no longer dare to come and make noise here." exclaimed kyai Basori to the residents and students.

The authoritative man immediately entered the house followed by the Light and the Sacred Kingdom helped lift Suratmi's body onto the bed which was only a mat, the old woman was still unconscious in the flank by the Sacred Light and Kingdom crying as she pleased.

"Would you stay in the boarding school for a while, it would be better to be there while taking care of mbak yu Suratmi" said the kyai.

The light just nodded slowly while hugging the Sacred Kingdom, the faces of the two were puffy and kept crying looking at the state of Suratmi.

"My gut feeling is that soon there will be a big incident in your family and it has to do with your brother coming home" Kyai Basori told Light.