HANDICAPPED GIRL

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An uncomfortable sleeping position keeps Dirga awake in the early hours. Exactly three o'clock in the morning. Outside the house there was the sound of rain. Not too thick. It's just that enlivened by the rumbling sounds of each other splitting the silence.

Cold weather, makes the bladder quickly filled. Dirga got up from her seat, then walked towards the bathroom. When opening the zipper, just realized, what was wearing was still the same as yesterday's work clothes. The problem at hand, drains all of your time and emotions.

Alang-alang already in the bathroom, Dirga immediately flushed the body to make it fresher. It was just morning when he took a shower. He missed it last night.

Get out of the bathroom, just wrapped in a towel wrapped around the waist. Step on the swing towards the wardrobe which is on the right side of the bathroom. In a room measuring approximately 3x4 meters, there is a glass cabinet in the form of a leter u. Accidentally busy hands choosing clothes, touching one long-sleeved white cocoa shirt. He hasn't worn it in a long time. Maybe five years ago. For a moment Dirga pensively. There was an unusual sense of trembling in his heart.

***

The cold temperature made Nia's body shiver. His lips also sounded groaning. Sayup-sayup was heard by the Fatimah Buk who had been awakened and had finished performing dawn prayers. "What's wrong with Nia?" Think buk Fatimah.

Sajadah that is held and mukena that is used have been tidied up. Stored on the old sideboard on the right side of the headboard. Buk Fatimah grabbed the stick on the floor close to her position held the prayer mat. With four legs, open Fatimah out of the room and approach her daughter's room.

"Miss.....! Why son....?" yell at Fatimah behind the door. There was no answer, instead an increasingly loud groan was heard.

Turns out the door wasn't locked. Buk Fatimah came in and approached the bed.

Nia was wrapped in a blanket. His face was red and his lips were still groaning. Buk Fatimah suspected Nia was ill.

It turned out to be true, after being touched, Nia's forehead was sweaty but hot. "Astagfirullah...nak...., very hot!. Nia.....! Nia.....!" buk Fatimah patted Nia's shoulder softly. The second pat, Nia looks squirming and opens her eyes.

"Huge....!" Nia tried to sit down, baby the head feels dizzy and heavy. Nia grimaced holding onto the head that felt like it was pulsing violently. The head fell back onto the pillow.

"You have a fever, son.., take a break!"

"Nia has not prayed buk.., the sale has not been packed"

"Not to think about selling, hot body like this. Just take a break, sell it off first yes...!"

"But buk...."

"No but-but!" cut the Fatimah buk firmly.

Nia couldn't resist, because to sit down she couldn't.

"Nia wants to pray"

"She wait here!. Let my mother prepare me. Don't wudu', just tayamum. If you can't sit, pray!"

Nia's gaze followed Fatimah's buk who moved there and here to prepare what Nia needed.

"Later in the morning Mak at Cik Uut's house, maybe Abrar is still there, so you can ask him to check on Nia" Buk Fatimah put a face next to Nia who was sitting patting a palm to the face, then back patting the dust on the wall and again swept into the hand up to the elbow.

"No need to buk, like Abrar's brother also came home last night. Later Nia asked for help buying Paracetamol in a stall. God willing after taking the medicine, the heat goes down" White Mukena reached Nia. Pairing the head section, then the subordinate section. He sat justifying the position.

"But if the heat is not down and down we go to the health center?! Let's just kind of imagine it's okay. If not mistaken ibuk, Monday puskesmas service until twelve noon"

Nia nodded and smiled at the only old man Nia had. Parents who are always sincere love him. "Nia prayed first ya buk" Felt still can sit, Nia will pray just sit. If to stand up, honestly Nia can not afford.

***

The video, dubbed "Dirut Rapist" has become a trending topic in online and offline news.

Dirga's face in the car while piercing Geby's body is used as the front cover. Very attention-getting. No blur or sensor, all clearly emblazoned real. Apart from being a social saint, let no one else be a victim of Dirga. Only the woman was blurred, on the grounds of pity because she was the victim of abuse.

Pakkk.......

Newspaper in hempas rough table dining. Right in front of Dirga who was enjoying breakfast.

"What the fuck!!!" Mr. Ramlan's face was red extinguished with anger. Not expecting the newspaper that is always read every day, especially this morning featuring the face of Dirga as a news opener. Obviously Mr. Ramlan is in shock. Not news of achievement, but immoral acts, sexual harassment is what is held by Dirga.

As a parent who has raised, Mr. Ramlan is very familiar with the face that is being discussed. From the name also the work is really the same. That was Dirga.

"Explain!!" Mr. Ramlan spoke firmly filled with stifled anger.

Dirga who was surprised, looked up to see a glimpse of the disappointed face of Mr. Ramlan who was standing before him. Indeed, Dirga had predicted what would happen, but to be more convincing he ventured to reach the newspaper lying in front of the face. No need to open the sheets, just justify the position of the newspaper, Dirga's face plastered real on the main page. Exactly what happened last night. Only the storyline is changed a lot, adjust the tastes of readers, let people more enthusiastic about reading it.

Waiting for Dirga's explanation, Mr. Ramlan pulled a chair and sat in front of Dirga.

Dirga was a little shocked to read the title that there is "COMPANY PRESIDENT**** DOING RAPE EXPERIMENTS" weakly skirted every sentence read. Everyone cornered him. There is not a single sentence that fits the facts. Reading a glimpse Dirga already know the story. Better to close the newspaper.

"Explain to papa! That woman Geby's your boyfriend, right...? Papa has often remembered, do not relate to the snake woman, but what.." pak Ramlan throw his face. Honestly, he was disappointed.

"Sorry Dirga pa"

"So this is why you came home late last night?"

Dirga nodded weakly. While staring blankly at his favorite bitter black coffee. "For Allah's sake what is preached and what is true is not like that, this is slander" after a long time, this is the first time Dirga brought back the name of God in his words.

Mr. Ramlan stared into the son's face, this time he knew Dirga was speaking as he was.

"Do you have any evidence to deny all this? Because we won't be considered right while we can't provide solid evidence"

Dirga shook his head weakly, because both from cctv recordings and short-form videos, it seemed Dirga was wrong.

"If this is the case, just face it!" said Mr. Ramlan in despair, again he threw his face, staring at any direction. He really wanted to save Dirga, but what could he do.

"This is the reason why you never agreed to your relationship with that woman. Papa knows exactly who he is. Deposits of officials. Likes to change couples. Open BO also it"

Increasingly glared at Dirga's eyes hearing the black fact about the former who is now dropping himself.

"Sorry Dirga pa....!"

"Yes.., I'm sorry, now we have to face what has happened" There are no more flashes of anger, only a faint look of affection from Mr. Ramlan.

"Perhaps what is happening to Dirga, karma for what Dirga has done to Nia. Temenin Dirga met Nia pa....! Dirga wants to apologize"

Seriate.....