CONFINEMENT

CH 52 - CONCERNS THERE

"Wake up, Le!"

"Your punishment is over" said Kyai Basori, clutching Muhibbin's head in his lap.

"Where am I?" muhibbin said softly with eyes still looking dimly staring at the people around him, his body felt weak, his throat felt dry.

"Water, give me water!" pinta Muhibbin whimpering.

"Hurry up and get a glass of water!" kyai Basori gave orders to one of the santri who was nearby.

Soon the santri brought a pitcher and a glass filled with water, extended to the Basori kyai who was still cross-legged and helped Muhibbin rise.

The light was seen helping to carry Muhibbin's body to sit while his hands pointed a glass of water towards his younger brother's lips.

"Sir, you go to the kitchen! cook your sister to restore your sister's condition." - Kyai Basori exclaimed to Light.

Camel is a snack made from rice and brown sugar similar to porridge but in coconut grated meat that is usually served on people who finish fasting mutih or ngebleng.

"Silence of dawuh, mbah kyai." the woman inched away from the mosque to the pesantren kitchen.

Kyai Basori stared fixedly at Muhibbin who began to awaken from his stupor.

"Now do you realize how big of a mistake you are?" the middle-aged man said to Muhibbin.

"I'm sorry, Mbah kyai."

"I admit, what I did was an act that was not commendable."

"Therefore I dare not deliver by letter on Mbah kyai or to my family."

Muhibbin replied with a slightly trembling voice.

"The rice has become porridge, you shall marry the girl!"

"Seek mother's blessing and mbak yu mu!" kyai Basori replied with a deep sigh, his eyes glaring and soon he looked back at Muhibbin.

"But you need to remember! The Sasmita I got last night, that girl will bring about a great change in your life and from this moment on you should start learning to accept whatever the Creator's decree is." kyai Basori said staring at his students with anxiety. It was as if there was a heavy burden and a great event that would befall his beloved disciple.

"Magih Mbah kyai, I will always remember the long message with." the voice of Muhibbin still sounded softly answered the advice of his teacher.

"You better rest first, your condition is still weak."

"Kids, please help and bring Muhibbin to my house!" kyai Basori exclaimed at the adult santri who had been waiting at the mosque foyer.

Some of the students immediately carried Muhibbin's body and took him to the residence of the kyai.

***

At the same time in the Coast, the,

"Strickering, did your brother not order anything before his return to the Stone Snake Country?"

Sekar only shook his head while staring at the girl at the side,

"No, Dis! bli Ibbin was just saying goodbye to me wanting to see his family in the village."

"Ajik may know the reason for Ibbin's return, because before leaving I saw ajik had a visit to Surau An Nur" Sekar told Disya.

He was silent at the answer of his best friend. In his mind raging questions about Muhibbin's return, "Why don't you talk to me, Bin?" muttered Disya in the heart.

" Where about that seductress, Kar? does she still visit An Nur often to see your sister?" tanya Disya is back.

"Which seductress do you mean, Dis?"

"Sariwati?" sekar asked Disya, but from the expression of dislike on Disya's face already represented the answer she asked Sekar.

"After me, Sariwati never reappeared to An Nur and Bli Ibbin never told her about the girl."

"Why did Dis, you asked about Sariwati?" now looking back, his eyes fixed on his friend.

"I don't like it when your brother comes into contact with that seductive girl!"

"He will only bring trouble to Muhibbin's life!" disya Cynic.

"You know where it is, Dis"

"After me, Sariwati is mediocre and she has great respect for Bli Ibbin. Because it was Bli Ibbin who helped him when he had no place to live." said Sekar.

"He was still a descendant of the Harsuto dynasty, the ruler of the emerald kingdom who was notoriously cruel to anyone who had trouble with them."

"My father told me about who he was and he was also the nephew of the governor."

"Did your ajik or Muhibbin never tell you about it?" disya concluded.

Hearing Disya's explanation, Sekar looked ordinary. The girl just sighed and said, "I don't think you should worry too much, Dis. Maybe Bli Ibbin has its own reasons never tell us about who Sariwati is to us." Sekar told Disya.

"Yes, hell!"

"But I'm afraid Ibbin will get in trouble if he gets too close to her."

"That ostto reminds me of what was going on in my past."

Now Disya's eyes look dewy, though, in his mind is still clearly visible the incident that hit his extended family while in the Coconut Country caused by an otto speeding up made the horses pull the carriage he was riding with his whole family fell into the ravine.

"Dad Sirkun once told me that the girl was the sister of Sariwati, she who inherited all the wealth and power of the Harsuto dynasty."

"And that woman was notoriously cruel to anyone she didn't like."

"I'm afraid your brother has a problem with that woman."

"I still owe your brother Kar!"

"Because just wanting to fulfill my wish back then, Muhibbin's father died."

Disya's tears were not held back, everything she had experienced during the plains of Ijen with the Muhibbin family he told. The girl spilled all the burdens she had been harboring all this time on Sekar.

"I understand how you feel, Dis."

"We pray that your worries will not happen and Ibbin will not get in trouble" said Sekar comforting Disya who was crying.

The two friends were getting late in the conversation discussing Muhibbin and his return. Not felt the day began to twilight and Disya said back to the city of the Coast Country.

***

"Where have you been, son!" a voice was heard reprimanding Disya, the girl turned towards the source of the voice, saying,

"Dad!"

"What are you doing?" ask Disya back to her father, Mr. Sirkun.

"Father again tidied up these bonsai-bonsai." replied Sirkun to Disya, his hands were still busy tidying the bonsai twigs with scissors he held.

"Where are you from?" tanyanya back.

"I'm from Sekar's house, yeah." replied Disya while leaning her wind carriage.

"How's Jero Bendesa doing?" ask Sir Sirkun to Disya.

"He was fine, yeah." now Disya was sitting on a bench in the garden next to her residence.

"Oh, thank God, then how's your childhood friend doing? what's name?" said Mr. Sirkun while turning to the princess only wayangnya.

"Muhibbin, you mean?" tell the girl.

"Yes, how's it going? long time father did not see the child since the attack in Banjar Manguntur at that time." exclaimed the middle-aged man.

"He's fine, yeah."

"It's just said Sekar he now returns to his hometown." Disya replied briefly.

"Son, I want to tell you something." now Sirkun is sitting next to Disya.

"Dis, I'm going to have a lecture to commemorate the death of your entire biological family next month, I'm going to invite orphans and people who can't afford us to live, what do you think? ask sir Sirkun.

Disya was silent for a moment, her mind again remembered her family who had died.

"I agree, dad."

"It's just that I'm a little suspicious of the otto and the woman at the governor's residence" Disya said.

"You mean Ni Mas Habsari, the nephew of Mr Timoti?"

"What's wrong with that woman, Dis?" ask Sir Sirkun to Disya.

"I'm suspicious of the otto he's carrying, Dad!"

"It reminds me of the accident that happened to us in the Coconut Country" said Disya.

"How can you be sure, isn't it the other otto that made the accident happen?"

"We know, not many have such vehicles throughout the Emerald kingdom, can still be counted fingers and only from among the noble."

"It could be another otto, son." said Mr. Sirkun.

"I'm sure, dad! at that time I had seen there was a logo of the head of the garuda on the front of the otto, exactly the same as the otto driven by Miss Habsari, well." Disya replied reassuring her father.

"But it's been a long time, son. Could that vehicle be the cause?" now Mr. Sirkun is embracing his daughter's shoulders to appease her.

"I know, yeah."

"Maybe I could be wrong, but I'll investigate, yeah" Disya concluded.