Conquering Boss Killer

Panicked

At the hospital, Ridho was declared allowed to go home. The police who had been guarding Ridho last night finally took the man to the detention center. Ridho has been a prisoner since today. However, the news of the wife being taken to a special detention hospital, made Riho ask permission for officers to take her to see Lenka's condition before she was also taken to the cell.

The officer granted Ridho's request with Alex's permission. Ridho and Lenka, each – has a lawyer whose flight hours are high. Even Ridho's family in Malang also knew this and immediately flew to Jakarta to meet his brother.

“Lenka,” call Ridho softly see the wife who is no longer as he knows.

Lenka's eyes were fixed on the window. The eyes were blank, like his empty soul and was blown away by the events of that night along with his three cellmates.

“No. let go of me! Release!” Lenka was instantly hysterical as Ridho approached.

The doctor who happened to be beside Ridho shook his head, asking Ridho not to approach his wife. Lenka used special clothes that wrapped her body until her hands were folded in the cloth, because from earlier Lenka continued to thrash even took medical equipment that was sharp and wanted to harm the sisters by brandishing the sharp object. Alhasi, the medical team did this to Lenka.

Andhira, Ridho's sister who had been in the hospital earlier was crying hysterically. He is the one who lives with Lenka and Ridho's money. And now, Ridho also knows the reason why Lenka is so good to his sister to want to live the living expenses of his family.

“Your wife has a psychiatric disorder,” the doctor told Ridho. “For a while, we will observe the patient and the patient will not be taken to the cell.”

Ridho. He resigned and received this reply. Replies have led to the denigration of good women like Laila and the abandonment of two innocent children like Bilqis and Ridho since they were very young.

Then, Ridho again wanted to be taken by the officers to the prison.

“Wait!” Andhira held Ridho.

“I will ask Laila to drop her demands on Mas,”.

Ridho. “Do not! Let me be punished so that I don't continue to feel guilty for hurting them.”

“Mas,” call Andhira shimmies. He did not want his brother in prison.

“You must apologize to Laila, Dhir. You are also a lot wrong with him,” said Ridho who then left the younger brother, the only family near Ridho left.

Then, Ridho followed the officer's steps and entered their car.

****

In a crowded house and began to sound gambus music. Bilqis looked at the circular watch on his right hand. The time has shown exactly at four in the afternoon less than five minutes.

Penghulu has sat in his place, as well as the guardians and witnesses. Radit had called Darwis's cell phone number several times, but never picked up. Alex did the same. Even Alex had asked his man to follow up to Darwis' apartment.

“Sir, Mr. Darwis is no longer in his apartment,” said the person from behind the phone held by Alex.

Everyone panicked, including Radit. Moreover, Laila, her face that has been dressed up beautiful with the best makeup artist recommendation from the daughter-in-law, now looks withered. Laila's hands were cold. Fear and anxiety become one.

Bilqis continues to accompany her mother. He could see the anxiety.

“Qis, are you not allowed to be happy?” laila asked her daughter.

Bilqis's face turned sad. He could feel what his mother was feeling. “Don't think negatively first, Mom! Just pray all will be good – fine.”

“But it's five minutes away at four, Mas Darwis hasn't arrived yet. Did he change his mind?” ask Laila again.

“Bilqis flavor no.” Bilqis. “Om Dervish is not like Dad.”

“Pak, how is the groom? Is there already a sign – sign of his arrival?’ ask the gentleman who sits cross-legged accompanied by Laila's older sister who will be the guardian.

“Not yet, Sir. The organizers are calling the groom's party,” replied – boys' brother Laila.

The gentleman looked at the watch on his left hand. Time has shown four o'clock past ten minutes. He still has a schedule to marry people again at exactly four to thirty minutes in a place not far from this house.

“Wah, I can't wait this long, Sir.” The pengulu was complaining. “Because twenty more minutes, I have to marry people again.”

“Sorry, Sir. Wait a minute,” said Laila's sister. “In a minute, surely her groom is coming.” Big brother – Laila continues to calm Mr. Penghulu who sits restless because he is still pursued by other work.

It turned out that the unease did not belong only to Laila. Radit, Bilqis, Alex, Pak Penghulu, and other – brothers Laila were also anxious waiting for the arrival of Darwis.

Ten minutes passed, Darwis never came. Even though an hour earlier, Darwis reported that he and some of his relatives who deliberately came from Singapore were already on their way to this house.

“Mother is not married, Qis.” Laila's crying. The face of the sumringah that had been emanating before four o'clock, now turned grim.

Laila curled up on a bed decorated with flowers.

“Mother don't be like this! Om Darwis must be just late.”

Laila's frustrated. He shook his head with tears that made enough make up on his face was a little messy.

“He must have changed his mind, Qis. His family would disagree with my mother. Who's Mother? Mom's just a woman without a college degree, a former factory worker. Stupid woman who fooled her husband, even dumped just like that.”

Laila's crying. Bilqis cried seeing the state of the mother. “Mother, don't say that!”

Laila's still hiccuping. “That's true, Qis. Mother is indeed a village person, so it is not worth getting a man like your father and like Mas Darwis. I should have looked from the past.”

“Mother.” Bilqis hugged her mother.

Outside, Mr. Penghulu seemed to no longer be able to wait. The middle-aged man wearing the black peci wanted to leave immediately to fulfill his promise of marrying a couple who would marry somewhere else.

“Sir, wait a minute! Five minutes more,” said Radit persuaded Pak penghulu by lifting his five fingers.

Then, Alex asked the gentleman to speak with four eyes. There, Radit and some of Laila's brothers only saw Alex's lip movements and the gentleman chattered. A minute later, they shook hands. I don't know what negotiations Alex gave to Pak Penghulu.

Radit walked back towards the big street in front of his house. Radit jaws harden. He could not imagine how the mother would be if this marriage did not take place. Especially at this time many neighbors who are julid increasingly julid and discuss the ugliness of Laila.

“Dit.” Alex pats his sister-in-law on the shoulder.

“Mas, Where is Dervish? Radit's been calling her over twenty times, but not picked up.” Radit looked both anxious and angry.

“Quiet, Dit. I know who Om Darwis is. He's not a coward.”

“But where? He's too late. Radit can't see Mom.”

Yes, from earlier Radit did not come to the mother's room and saw her condition there. He could not see the disappointment of the face of the woman he loved so much. Enough of her brother to calm her mother.