Has Been Hanged

01. Foreign Guest

The perhutani dense forest on the left right of the road, was a common sight for Ratria. The real beautiful girl was born and lived in a remote area of perhutani tea plantation, Sirah Kencong, Blitar.

The atmosphere of the street had darkened and was only illuminated by a dim light hanging on a high pole by the side of the road. With a rare number, because the distance between the lamp pole one with the next lamp pole is very far from each other. But Ratria was undaunted.

The road that divides perhutani and connects the small town of Wlingi with Sirah Kencong tea plantation in Blitar, is very quiet tonight. Ratria is in a taxi. With a driver who usually takes when leaving and picks up when returning home.

Today might be hockey for Ratria. The driver who almost every day serves customers with a two-wheeled motorbike, today picked up Ratria by taxi. Stored cars that are only issued when critical. Urgent moments such as heavy rain, or dropping off and picking up customers with a very far destination.

(photo: sirah kencong in the morning at 6:00 WIB)

"So to Telkom, what's the vacancy, ning?" ask the driver named Eko sir.

Mr. Eko also lives in an official residential neighborhood in the Sirah Kencong tea plantation. The same area with official housing that Ratria lives in. Located on the plains, just below the expanse of Sirah Kencong tea plantation and factory.

"Many, Mr. Eko. But I did go to the public service department. I think I could be happy if I got that part. Will be faced with many people" said Ratria. The beautiful girl with the pointy and tiny nose while playing the tip of the tosca blue veil on her head.

"So I met Hendra not there, right,?" ask from Mr. Eko.

"No, sir . Who lurks a lot. I saw Hendra, but Hendra didn't see me, sir. Busy," Ratria explained as she shook her head. Mr. Eko who was looking from the monitoring mirror above his head nodded.

Hendra is the nephew of Mr. Eko who works as a senior employee at PT Telkom-Wlingi. And from Hendralah, Mr. Eko heard the vacancy which was then reported to Ratria. Passengers who are struggling to find work.

Ratria had just finished his studies at one of the state-owned universities in Malang city. With an S1 degree in informatics engineering. Which finished exactly in four years with resounding results and value. Although not a camlaude, but for Ratria it was quite satisfying.

The journey through the dark forest is finally over. Mr. Eko has leaned a taxi in front of one of the fence of the official house. The house looks different and has been restored to be minimalist and beautiful. The official home of her grandmother Ratria, who was not from the world seven months ago.

"Thank you, yes, Mr. Eko. Greetings to Hendra. Thanks to him too,,!" exclaim the girl before the taxi drove past. And answered by Mr. Eko with a wave of hands in the window.

The tiny house that will light up as long as he has not come home, looks beautiful and sparkling, very pleasant to look at. The official house of perhutani for the grandfather was passed down to the grandmother and is now occupied by Ratria.

And Ratria felt he had no right to own the official house. And do not understand how his status in the house. But feel so love in the official house where he was born, and also as a shade to grow up as big as now.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Ratria to a forty-year-old woman. The big-looking woman was opening the door for him.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. How's the proposal, Rat,?" asked the woman while watching Ratria.

Is Mbak Lusi, who suddenly came when the grandmother began to get sick and help take care of. The woman said she was a farm man to help care for the sick elderly like her grandmother. But mbak Lusi still accompany Ratria until now.

And Ratria no longer asked why. Feel very entertained by the existence of Mbak Lusi who stayed together at the official house. It is inconceivable, how lonely Ratria was without Susi after the grandmother returned to his side.

"Not yet an interview, ma'am. Not called, rame," Ratria replied as she placed the shoes on the stacking rack near the door.

Then walk in haste while removing the rectangular veil from the head. Laying the origin on the sofa just like that. Unroll her long beautiful hair. Looks shiny with made wavy at the end. Ratria looks charming and beautiful.

Her body was as smooth as her bright skin. Wearing long cloth pants and long-sleeved shirts. Which has now been rolled up to short top down. Very fitting with his ideal body that is intoxicating to the eye.

"Hopefully enter first at the selection stage, Rat," said mbak Lusi later. Giving a glass of clear water to Ratria.

Geck...Geck..Tok..!!

The sound of knocking on the door shocked Ratria. The night is dark. Who would dare to visit almost this late..

Neighbors in the adjoining housing never even see at night. But then Lusi slid into the door and opened it wide. It looked completely unawares, much different from what Ratria was feeling. The beautiful girl seemed to be on standby anxiously and pounding. Makhlum, if there is anything, there are only women in the house.

Ms. Lusi has brought a foreign male guest to enter and sit in the living room seat quietly. They look ordinary and like they know each other.

"Ratria, come here, nduk,,!" call Luci to the twenty-three year old girl.

With a full thud of questioning, the summoned one immediately came closer and sat down. Her pretty head was left open without a veil. Ratria was being ignorant and did not want to wear it. Feel no need if you are already inside the house. It doesn't matter if the guest is a man.

The man wearing a white hem with black framed glasses observed Ratria for a moment. Then open his plate bag which may only contain sheets of paper and without a laptop in it. I pulled out a phone that sounded a few seconds ago.

"Hem..Good night, by the name of Ratria Asma Amoro, right,?" greeting the foreign guest the man looked at Ratria. A bright-looking girl with sparkling and clear eyes.

"Yes, right. Whose father?" ask Ratria astonished. Observing cling to guests late at night.

"My name is Andi. Personal assistant of Mr. Shahdan Gemilang Ahmad. And Mr. Shahdan is your husband, Ratria," said a foreign guest whose contents must have shocked Ratria's feelings. No wind no rain, suddenly come at night. And bring some very surprising news.

"Appa, sir,,?!!" ratria was suffocating. Very surprised by the newly announced discourse by a male guest named Pak Andi. It's like the sky's about to collapse out there. It's really very strange.

"Yes, Ratria. You were married to Mr. Shahdan when you were a child. When your father was just gone. And this is your marriage proof sheet." Mr. Andi thrust a piece of paper at Ratria.

It was unbelievable to read a piece of paper entitled Marriage Certificate. There's his name there. She was married to Shahdan when he was twelve years old to five-year-old Ratria. And approved by his mother with her grandmother in front of the ruler at that time.

"Is this like a hanging mate,,?" ask lirih Ratria. Looking at the wide men with glasses who look charismatic even though they are quite old.

"Maybe. Maybe that's the exact term," said Mr. Andi justify.

Ratria frowned tightly. Still can't believe a bit. The matter of her being serious and heavy, suddenly came without any whispers of thin gossip before. Even the mother and the late grandmother never mentioned about this hanging marriage case at all.

"Monggo, please drink, Mr. Andi." said mbak Lusi while thrusting one cup of tea to the table in front of Andi's pack.

Susi who had gone to the back had returned with three cups of hot tea. One for Pak Andi and the other two cups are for Ratria as well as for mbak Lusi enjoy himself. Eve plantation at night this indeed rivaled the temperature in the refrigerator alone cold.

"How, Ratria? Have you read it yourself?" I asked Lusi suddenly.

"Sir, you know,?" welcome Ratria astonished. And mbak Lusi nodded in confirming.

"Formerly shoot sorry Rat. I'm actually an employee of your husband, Mr. Shahdan. I was in charge of taking care of your grandmother when she was sick first. And now continuing the task of accompanying you to stay in this house," explained Lusi who for Ratria increasingly confused.

"For what, ma'am,?" ask confused Ratria. Those clear eyes are widening.

"Yes to lighten your days. Because you are the wife of Mr. Shahdan. Cook a girl living alone in such a remote place. You're not horrified, Rat, are you,?" tanya mbak Lusi shuddered. Quickly the beautiful haired beauty shook her head.