CONFINEMENT

CH 87 - PART II RED THREAD

"No!"

"No!"

"Take me off!"

"Let go!"

The sound of noise occurred outside the medical hall Banjar Manguntur. The sound of shouting and interspersed with sobs made the people who were in the room beside the medicine hall wonder.

"What's going on outside?"

"It seems like there is a commotion, let's look at the gentlemen" Balian Kanta told the three people in the room.

A moment later the four of them came out and rushed to the middle room of the Manguntur banjar medicine hall. There was a man struggling and weeping among the Bhayangkara soldiers and the Pecalangs holding him.

"Take me off!"

"Let go!" the man was still screaming.

"Take the young man off!" the exclamation of Balian Kanta from the side of the treatment hall was followed by Mr. Sirkun, Jero Pecalang and Prawira Utama Bhayangkara.

"Take him off!" back Balian Kanta cried out to the Bhayangkara and Pecalang who held the young man.

"Let me in, Jero Balian!"

"I want to see my brother." exclaimed the young man at Balian Kanta, his hands clutching the old physician's shoulders and shaking him.

The old man with a pushy look said to the young man before him,

"Pacify yourself, Good boy!"

"I know it's not easy for you."

"Everything that's happened really hurt the people of Manguntur, not just you."

"Control yourself." Balian Kanta concluded to the young man before him, the old man hugged the young man's body tightly as if he had also felt what the young man felt.

With a hug the young man fell on the floor with his cries. All eyes saw the sight also felt pity. However, the massacre and burning of the family house of Jero Perbekel and Muhibbin was beyond humanity and it greatly hurt the feelings of Batubulan villagers, especially the Banjar Manguntur.

"Give up your heart, Son Mas!" now Jero Pecalang spoke up, the man approached the young man and filled him with a bench in the corner of the room.

Muhibbin is still as much as his crying, the events that happened were very heartbreaking where mother, sister, brother, and mother, and his adoptive father died in a terrible condition and his adopted sister Sekar was helpless with the nephew of the Holy Kingdom with injuries that were no less sad, no less sad, the faces were bowed and the cries that were present in the room were broken seeing the suffering that the young man was experiencing before them to such a great extent.

"We've taken care of your brother's body, Good boy."

"It's up to you, now,"

"It's better we get the funeral ready soon."

"Pity the corpse of Ni Mas Cahaya if it is too long to be silenced like this."

"Your brother deserves the last respect and I promise you I will help you uncover who is the mastermind and perpetrator of this abomination" Jero Pecalang said back to Muhibbin, the man glazed as he grabbed the shoulder of the young man beside him.

Muhibbin did not flinch and still cried lamenting the departure of those he loved so much.

mr. Sirkun and Prawira Utama approached the young man and expressed their condolences for all that he experienced, not least all those in the room.

Time seemed to stop, suffering for the sake of suffering in a row experienced by Muhubbin, his face that looks swollen with tears lifted and looked at the people around him, his eyes turned blocked with a look full of sorrow.

"Let me see the body of my brother, uncle." Muhibbin told Jero Pecalang. The young man rose from his seat and stepped towards the door of the room where the Light was buried which was still guarded by the Bhayangkara and Pecalang.

Jero Pecalang nodded his head towards Balian Kanta and lord Sirkun signaled to follow the young man.

The Bhayangkara and Pecalang gave way to Muhibbin and the men entered the room where the corpse of Light was located, the door was opened and saw a girl with a sad condition lying on a bamboo bed with a rag covering her body.

With trembling hands Muhibbin revealed the cloth that covered the face of the brother. A bluish bruised face with a wide wound in one temple and still bleed fresh while all over his body visible scars lashes and incisions sharp objects make the young man even more hit. His legs also shook without power to support his body, he was sitting on the floor again.

His hands clenched and banging on the floor accompanied by his sobbing saw the condition of the brother.

"Ohhhhhh!"

"Ohhhhhh!" muhibbin shouted out his inner atmosphere before losing consciousness and collapsing on the tile floor.

"Hurry and help him!"

"Lift his body onto the bamboo bed." cried Balian Kanta when he saw the young man's body faint unconscious.

Jero Pecalang and Prawira Utama Bhayangkara immediately lifted the body of Muhibbin from the floor.

Seeing his disciple being moved, Balian Kanta said,

"What are you doing here, Suta?" asked Balian Kanta to his student.

"Ni Mas Raya has begun to wake up, teacher."

"That little girl has also passed her critical period" Suta told her teacher. Hearing that, the old man immediately stepped out into the room where Sekar and Raya were being treated.

"Astungkara, all worship of the great God."

"Hurry up, check it out!" balian Kanta said when he was in the room. His old hand skillfully checked and ascertained the condition of the Sacred Kingdom.

"Sir Lik!"

"Mom Lik!"

"Change Uti!"

"It hurts!" a sighing sound came out from the lips of the Sacred Kingdom.

The little girl groaned in pain and tried to open her eyes but due to the burning impact of part of her face, she seemed to have difficulty opening them and felt pain.

"Where is Mbah Uti?"

"Oh, sick!" the Holy Eran Kingdom is back. The little girl cried looking for her family's whereabouts.

"Please, Ning!"

"Bah Uti and Bu Lik you there."

"Sir Likmu is also here." whispered Balian Kanta next to the ears of the Holy Kingdom.

"Where is Mbah Uti, Kek?"

"Somebody locked our room before the fire, Cake."

"Where is Uti now?" isak Raya is back.

"May your Uti exist, Ning."

"You rest first!"

"Grandfather will treat your injuries." said Balian Kanta back, now the old man's eyes glazed over and took some medicinal plants in his bag, the man asked his cantrik to process the drug in accordance with his directions.

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Outside the treatment hall of Manguntur, there was a bit of heated debate.

"Do you not know, the young man is still in mourning, Mr Prawira Utama?"

"Somehow you will take Muhibbin and process it, while the error is not yet known!" jero Pecalang said with a loud voice.

"You better investigate Bhayangkara's involvement in the attack on Jero Perbekel and his family."

"Don't turn your attention away from the cause of this atrocity!" jero Pecalang.

The Batubulan village security chief insisted on rejecting the desire of Prawira Utama Bhayangkara who would bring Muhibbin to face Mr. Timoti and process it as the cause of the disappearance of Sariwati, the daughter of the governor of the Coast Country.

"You must not obstruct the state apparatus, Jero Pecalang!"

"We just carry out our duties and let the governor decide whether or not the young man is guilty." exclaimed Prawira Utama Bhayangkara no less riled with the attitude of Jero Pecalang.

"At least you let Muhibbin bury his brother first, however he deserves to deliver his family's final journey."

"Don't forget, Ni Mas Sekar explained that it was the Bhayangkara who attacked them and I, as the representative of the citizens of Manguntur, asked for equality in the justice process!" back Jero Pecalang refuted Prawira Utama Bhayangkara.

"What Jero Pecalang said has a point, sir."

"We'd better give the young man a chance to bury his brother's body."

"However it concerns humanity and I hope you give wisdom in this matter."

"I will guarantee the young man and after everything is done please you and the Bhayangkara bring him to the governor to be questioned about the disappearance of his daughter." mr. Sirkun mediates the debate Prawira Utama Bhayangkara and Jero Pecalang.

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