HERBS

Intiqam (2)

Darma visits his beloved wife who is suspected of being depressed due to the death of their son, who hasn't even turned a year old.

The woman who became the poor mother was still at her father's house in Medan. Mahirani, Dharma's mother who is also Kavyana's mother-in-law is a person who often accompanies Kavya.

"My wife, please heal .. I miss."

Dharma embraced Kavyana who during Dhana's death had his eyes blank.

"I'm not crazy, Mom. I am sorry for the death of my son. Is that wrong?" lirih Kavyana is expressionless.

"Mas Dharma doesn't think you're crazy, Poet."

"What does it mean to be healed?" Kavya asked flatly.

Dharma did not answer. It was futile to argue with a mother whose child died right in front of her.

Dharma is not mourning. He was more than sad. Until he takes revenge on the man who killed his son. He wanted to burn the murderer alive. It wasn't just Deva who wanted to burn the vile alive. Dharma is the same.

"They also killed Kenkyo-sensei's husband. Deva said so."

Deva again! What is their relationship, and why does Deva seem to know everything? Dharma is confused, but let it be, one day he will know.

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After visiting Kavya who was in Medan, Dharma went straight to the Deva residence. More precisely Deva headquarters.

He started to push the bell. Five minutes later, Deva opened the door to his base.

"What if we play chess, Deva?"

Deva smiled wryly with her eyes.

"You're asleep already? Sorry, I don't see the time."

Dharma is relaxed.

"Chess is a game with time, man. But there's no time to play it." Deva quips.

"Omong empty!" dharma laughed.

"A blank slingshot? What do you expect from the man you woke up to in the middle of the night? A poem?" Deva replied with a snort.

"Come on!" he then invited Dharma into his base.

On the front porch of his house, Deva arranged his chess pieces on the black-and-white square-shaped board. Playing chess with Dharma.

"You haven't told me about your relationship with my Kavyana."

Dharma shifts his bishop who happens to get the white side.

Now they are sitting facing. Playing in chess.

"Jealous?" goda Deva's.

"Tsk. Come on, it's not that."

Deva laughs.

"Kavyana and I were high school senior friends. We're pretty familiar. We got closer because my chess teacher and Kavyana Elementary School teacher were a married couple."

"Kenkyo-sensei?!" Dharma.

Deva nodded in response. Dharma eyes glittered for what reason.

"That is, my son's killer is the killer of Ahmad?"

So he's already starting to be able to open his puzzle?

Deva grinned. Now Dharma knows the reason for Deva's omniscience.

"For that, I will avenge those demons! Life is paid for life! I'll kill them by burning those filthy bodies in the fire!" furious Deva.

"Can you err that? We're working together to take revenge on the killers of people who mean anything to us."

Deva nodded in affirming the words of Dharma.

Deva still keeps a picture of Ahmad and Kenkyo's wedding. It would remind him of his mission of taking revenge on Roy! Roy Wijaya is the mastermind. The mastermind of the rebellion, the mastermind of the murder and the mastermind of other crimes.

Deva knows it, but not Dharma.

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At 07:00, it was still very early. But this early, Deva was already around the train station, waiting for the arrival of Dharma.

Commander Dharma had just exited the carriage, hurriedly walking among the horde of passengers heading to where Deva was standing waiting for him. Dharma grabbed his thick coat, the strong wind that flew the strands of hair made Kavya's husband shiver.

"Commander!" Deva greeted first.

Dharma saw the watch on his left wrist, the train was a few minutes late due to a system problem.

"I'm sorry for the delay on the train I was on, Dev."

Deva laughed, "Being a Commander, gets you used to formal speaking huh? It's stiff!"

Dharma bulged. Deva stared back at jail.

"What?" deva asked her gaze. "Don't accept, will you?"

"It's not so! I think it's true.”

Deva laughed even louder, and so did Dharma.

"Deva, have you ever ... even once .. liked my wife?"

Deva stopped the laughter because of the Dharma question. He grinned, "Of course."

Dharma stunned. If not for being betrothed, Dharma was convinced, Kavyana would have married Deva. Judging from their closeness, it is not impossible that they really love each other. A man's ridiculous thought if jealous is absurd.

"It's not just me. We all love it" Deva continued. 

"Kavyana is a prima donna, if you want to know. And the prima donna is now your wife .. You won over Kavyana without even bothering to compete, Dharma. Congrat!"

Dharma is very confident, until now Deva must still keep his feelings for Kavyana. His feeling says so.

They continued to move towards a place that Deva said was a base. The headquarters of a justice fighter.

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Dharma brought Kavya back to Aceh. It has been almost three months that the woman has been in Medan. Dharma deliberately moved out of his old house, so that Kavya would no longer feel so sad about losing their little son.

"Do you like the place, Kavya?" Dharma asked gently.

Kavya looks at their new home.

Kavya did not answer, but her head nodded.

"Thank you" said Dharma.

Kavya confronts Dharma. His eyes looked into the eyes of the husband. His forehead wiggling. Shouldn't he be the one to thank?

"Thank you for being my wife. Thank you for your support all this time. Thank you for everything. Accompany me in joy and sorrow. Thank you for everything we've been through. Thank you, thank you, Kavyana."

Apparently, Dharma understood the pain on his wife's forehead.

Kavyana immediately approached Dharma and tightly embraced her husband's burly body. "Thank you back, Mum."

Night at 08:40.

Kavyana sits on the lap of the Dharma. Securing her head at the intersection of her husband's neck. His eyes were closed because he was tired from the move, and was cleaned up. Fortunately, he had eaten dinner last night, ordering from the restaurant because of their busy schedule.

While Dharma, rubbing Kavya's back. "I love you" whispered Dharma who then kissed the top of Kavya's head.

"Kavya too. Kavya loves Mas Dharma," Hinata replied.

Dharma smile. His kavya is still awake. "Let's just sleep in the room!" take the man.

Kavyana nodded, about to rise from the lap of her husband. But Dharma is arrested. Kavyana looked at him confused. The next second Dharma had already brought him into his carriage.

Kavyana is red.

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Dharma has not been given permission to work. He still has to take a vacation. So during that time he will also devise a plan and run it to avenge the heinous killers like.

The base looks more crowded than usual. There were three people growing up, and he recognized one of them.

"Nanjar," he murmured.

"Oi, Dharma? Apo news? Lamo nian Kito is not bejumpo!" greet the tall white man with his Palembang accent while waving at Dharma.

Two other men he did not know. Men with typical java. Then the second seems to have a hobby of reading, and maybe from the Batak tribe. The question in his mind was,

Why does Nanjar know Deva?

"Oh, Commander!" Deva says hello.

Dharma stepped in to further enter the place called the headquarters.

"Welcome, my name is Togar." Batak youth holding a book made small talk while displaying his smile. Whether it is sincere or false, only God is omniscient.

Dharma nodded in response.

"Dharma Yudhishthira. Commander III of unit I division, exterminator of the rebellion. Right?" the authoritative voice of the remaining youth attracted the attention of the Dharma.

Dharma was brief. The Javanese face grinned widely.

"Bisma, sister of Krishna." He introduced himself.

Dharma knows exactly who Krishna is, but what does all this have to do with Deva?

As if she could read the Dharma mind, Deva said calmly, "Bisma, me and your wife are one school first."

Is he one of my Kavyana fans as well? Thought Dharma waswash.

If you think about it, what else does Dharma worry about? Kavya is already his, isn't she?

"Yes, he's one of us."

Again, Deva seems to be gifted at being a psychic.

Okay, but Nanjar and Togar? Why are they here too?

Deva stood in front of the four youths with different backgrounds.

"Like playing chess, in subduing the criminal we are required to have a strategy and tactics to get the victory." Deva started her speech.

"Player is the key to the game. Player is everything. The winner is the leader who has the highest value. The real winner is the winner who is superior in strategy and remains obedient to the rules of the game" Deva continued.

"Apoo? I don't understand" Nanjar protested while scratching her head which might have dandruff.

"I mean, Nanjar ...," Dharma sizzled, "in addition to strategy, you must also obey the rules of the game."

"Yes, I get it! But, what are cak mano's rules?!" Nanjar again protested his regrettable view.

"Stupid!"

"You are it,"

"Oi, oi! Why are you fighting like this?" exclaimed Deva while looking at their laziness.

Togar and Bhishma looked at each other then shrugged their shoulders.

"What are you doing here? I just don't know!" Dharma is starting again.

"That's none of your business! Who are you?" balas Nanjar which was immediately embraced by Togar.

Togar became the stronghold of the Nanjar.

"Well, can you guys just shut up, and I'm starting this again?"

Bisma silently watched. Yes, pay attention to Nanjar and Dharma.

"It could be, just so long as he shuts the fuckin' devil's mouth!" Nanjar said seriously while pointing at Dharma.

"Curtain! You should realize that you have no meaning here? What's your interest?!"

The arrogant Dharma and his annoying tongue. Jealousy is terrible.

"Repeatedly I say, never underestimate people even if they seem insignificant, Mas. Like a pawn, it looks mundane and insignificant, is often underestimated, and often underestimated its role in the game."

All eyes were fixed on the direction of the voice that had just issued the sentences just now. It was not the voice of any of the five men. Except for Kavyana's soft voice.

"Kavya!"

Nanjar voiced her voice for the first time. His face returned. His tone is cheerful. Nanjar has always liked the nature that Kavya has.

"But if you are able to pass all obstacles and get to the end, the starting point in the field of the opponent's game ... will be able to turn into a piece that is much stronger like a fortress even a queen," Kavyana continued without replying to Nanjar's greeting.

Dharma looked at Nanjar sharply. The one who became her husband was Dharma not Nanjar! Then why the enthusiastic even the Palembang people?!

Instantly the room was quiet, deserted due to the arrival of Kavyana.

Deva walks towards Kavya. "Welcome to Kavya" he said softly.

Kavyana smiled back as she muttered, "Thanks,"

Dharma is sour-faced because of the scenes presented.

"Kavya," Bisma said hello.

Kavya replied to Bisma's greeting then laughed. It's so sweet of his voice. Dharma increased by five degrees of frustration. He hated his wife's small reunion with two old friends. Hate or jealousy, at this time Dharma can not decide which one he feels. It could be both.

"Kavyana Riyanti,"

The arrgg!! Dharma groans! How do all the men here get to know his Kavya? Bisma and Deva are her schoolmates, Nanjar is of course familiar, where there is a good friend who knows his friend's wife. A togar? Who is this togar?! An electrician? Credit, or what?

If only Dharma could, he would cut off the heads that dare to familiarize himself with his wife.

"What are you doing here, honey?!" The Dharma growled with emphasis in each word, and it was striking.

Kavya focused his attention on Dharma. The other four young men desperately held back a laugh.

It is funny to see the Dharma.

"I'm part of the team" Kavya said seriously.

Dharma was eager to pull Hinata away and lock her up in their room.

Team said?

What kind of a bad joke is that?

Dharma is closing in on Kavya. "My beautiful wife is soft-hearted, can we go home?"

"The commander didn't hear? I'm part of the team! Tim!" reset Kavya.

What say? The commander? Dharma prefers to be called mas if Kavya wants to know.

"Kavyana is part of this mission. Kavya deserves that, Commander. Dhana is not only your son, but also our son. He's our son together."

Heh?! All the men except Deva who were there stared at the horror of Bisma who had just said that. Shouldn't it be Kavya's son, or yours: Dharma-Kavyana? What does that mean for our son? Can it share?

Kavyana giggled, while Deva muttered the word 'stupid'.

The meeting was held again. Dharma doesn't let anyone sit near Kavyana. He is still confused about his wife's role here. All she knew was that the beautiful woman was to play her legal wife forever.

Deva is a chess player, he names the pennants which include himself using chess pieces.

If Deva is King, Bisma is Knight, and Togar is Bishop, then Dharma is Rook, then Kavyana is, and so is,

"Queen up! Kavyana is Queen!" Nanjar.

She herself as pawn.

"No, I'am Vizier!" sergeant Kavya.

All frowned in wonder except Deva the master chess player. He even put on a slanted smile.

"What does that mean?!" the astonished men asked the same question.

"We'll see, guys."

Deva still maintained her slanted smile.