Go home.
Chapter 6
Today.
Thirty minutes from Basyir's phone, the black sedan I was driving docked in an elite area of the capital. The gate made of five centimetres of steel opened automatically when it recognized my face. It was not a gate that two people had to push through like in a provincial city twenty years ago, this was the headquarters of the Tong Family with cutting-edge technology.
Almost all the cars in the fortress of the Tong Family home departed. Almost all the bouncers also participated.
I'm sitting in the front jeep, in
next Tauke. He didn't say much, his face was still sour since the conversation earlier this afternoon.
Tauke only occasionally spoke to Kopong, who was also one car, discussing the work he was given. Car convoy not far away,
twenty minutes, we arrived at the compound
big warehouse, full of containers,
stacked.
At ten, the building
facing the beach, quiet, dark, no activity there, only flickering lights of fishing boats are visible in the distance of the sea.
Our cars were not parked in the courtyard of the building, but rather continued forward, he said,
parked on the beach, passengers jumping.
Some youths laid large pieces of wood on the beach, their movements were nimble, they had already prepared everything from home.
One doused a pile of wood with gasoline, then set it on fire. The flames immediately soared, high,
make light of our faces.
Everyone without being told to gather, stood around the campfire, forming a circle. Their faces were excited, like waiting for good news.
Big Taeke stepped into the center of the circle.
Kopong nudged my arm, telling me to catch up with Tauke.
I swallowed spit. I'm told to go forward? What's gonna happen?
What's wrong with me?
“You go ahead there, Bujang! Don't ask much.”Kopong.
“It's been a long time.” Tauke raised his hand, exclaiming as I was already standing next to All the bouncers watching closely, an enthusiastic face. Some have even called
clenching hands.
“It's been a long time since we've done this tradition. The last was five years ago, when I chose Kopong to be the head bouncer. Tonight, we'll do it again. The oldest tradition in
our families. Kids, tonight, this,
I present it to you.
"Amoookkk!!” Towkay
Great shouting loudly, his hands held high. Instantly the circle of bonfires was stirred by their cries.
" AMOOOKKK!!”
I swallowed spit. Not understand.
The sea breeze blew, making a bonfire
squiggly. Nyiur tree fists.
No one cared about the cold, everyone continued like welcoming a party.Start taking off their shoes. Throw sharp weapons backwards, roll
shirt sleeves.
“You asked for it yourself, Bujang. Too bad, even your wounds have just healed. But for you, I'll give you something special. I have promised
Big Tauke was still looking at me with a sour face, explaining.
“You stand in the middle of a circle, Bujang.
By ourselves. Sixty other hitters will
attacking you. They advance on their own, two, three, it's up to them. There are no rules. Even if they simultaneously attack you, it becomes.
your problem. No one will help you.
"A blank-handed fight. Just be able
use whatever is available in the arena
the fight, in the circle. We'll see
how long you last.”
My breath began to tighten, my heartbeat began to fast. I understand now what the word “amok” means earlier.
Free fight.
“Syahand can do it during
sixty minutes, when he was elected
my father's bouncer head first. Kopong, lasted forty minutes, when he was my chief bouncer. Let's have a look
how long can you hold on.
If you could stand on the sand for
twenty minutes, I'll go your way, we burn the books, forget the idea of Frans the American and all the genius
that you have. I'll let
you become a bouncer. You will
learn with Kopong.”
My breath is roaring.
I can start to feel
enthusiasm. Staring at the faces around me who were impatient invaded. It's like a party
fights for them, and I'm the target.
“Are you scared, Bujang.” Big Taeke asked.
I shook my head quickly.
I'm not scared.
“You ready?”
My jaw is hard. Ready or unprepared, the other hitter will still attack me.
At that time, I was only fifteen years old. But I'm no longer a teenager, I'm even taller than Tauke. I'll show you if I deserve to be a bouncer. Tauke back to the edge
circle, still staring at me wryly.
“AMOOOK!!” Tauker held out his hand,
the ritual begins.
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