
The smoke plume of the vehicle pot is getting sore in the eyes of everyone, as well as Soldiers and Narmo when the night air feels humid making cold heat when they are walking down the sidewalk of the road and mogot.
Together with Narmo, a close friend of Soldiers who always accompany difficult happy situation they both experienced now. From the beginning the two have been determined to succeed in the city of Jakarta together. Until stay one roof near the landfill or eat rice a plate of both.
The eyes of the Soldier are increasingly felt when a large truck emits carbon monoxide gas blindly, to cough, even difficult to breathe, like the lungs have been pumped oil from the rest of the smoke we breathe.
Seeing Narmo walking down like daydreaming about something, it was something that happened this afternoon at the airport.
Soldiers themselves were so surprised when they saw the incident where Warju willingly became a suspect of crime. Until now, he believed that the innocent man committed a crime as a smuggler of prohibited goods.
But all the evidence is in hand, without being able to fight and Warju did not want to be bad to think to all members of PAPEJA. He also chose to bear the burden as his responsibility.
"Do you believe Mr. Warju didn't do it ." Ask Narmo suddenly.
"Of course, it is not possible for people who have struggled in their lives, doing vile things that resulted in all their struggles being destroyed, "Askar replied angrily because Narmo began to hesitate.
Soldiers can still remember the look on the face that was shown by Mr. Warju when he was brought by the police this afternoon.
Strong, teary eyes, like saying.... 'I believe in all my family here ?.'
But somehow the trust that Warju showed back then didn't reach all the members, until Soldiers like to see the members like a crowd of rabbits that can only be silent when they see the chairman being torn by stray dogs.
They were all seeking safety for themselves, even the Soldier felt the same way, he could do nothing, just scream, but after that, the voice of the Soldier was too small to listen to.
Soldiers had thought, sometimes a human being becomes despicable if they have to face the hands of the ruler, but in reality, there are more despicable. That is when they are more willing to sacrifice others as long as themselves can survive.
"I'm just as bad as them ." Murmured Soldier alone.
Follows Narmo who is still walking on the edge of a dark river and full of garbage.
"So what are we going to do." Ask Narmo confused.
"I don't know, but I was thinking about saving Mr. Warju." Answer me with guilt.
Only, Narmo's response was different, he laughed, laughed strangely to the point of looking at Soldiers with a sad expression.
"Who do you think we are?, helping someone like Superman, kar... To help ourselves is hard, don't talk weird." Narmo's answer is correct.
The soldiers also admitted that.
Where in the heart of the Soldier who had previously intended to help even once, he was terrified. Feel like a rat scared of being prey by a stray dog.
Until they both rested the body and mind to sit beside the riverbank which was like a mud pit with a pile of garbage to clamp the culvert.
If this dirty river Askar considers as Jakarta, then he is a pitak fish, where it only becomes death in it.
While the colony of cork fish can survive in the dirt of the river Jakarta.
Suddenly it was Narmo who gave the soldiers a cup of black coffee in a glass of pastry, but he realized, this coffee does not make their lives in trouble for the better.
Any incoming mistakes will not be as easy to lose as coffee coming down from the top of the cup. Smoke soared, until the smell of the warmth of the night behind the black coffee that accompanied the misfortune of the fate of the two of them.
"Isn't the world cruel, my friend ." Narmo said after sipping his coffee.
The hot words were still billowing inside that mouth and Soldier agreed.
"Since long ago I've known that, but I don't want to blame life for our own actions ." The soldier answered by looking at everyone who passed by.
Sitting side by side with Narmo, made Soldiers feel that everyone who passed by looked strangely at him. From the meaning of the eyes of the people as if to show how sorry they are with our current situation.
Shabby clothes, matted hair, and all the unpleasant things were present in their activities on the river bank. Even the few minutes they spent daydreaming together with Narmo, someone with the woman beside him threw a five hundred silver coin in front of the Soldier.
Seeing that Narmo immediately took it without shame, only, who would have thought, he ran after the person who gave the money.
Soldier saw the annoyed face of narmo, the man was in the fog running up to fall awake even forgetting the sandals and forgetting the girlfriend he took with him for fear.
Until when Narmo returned with a warning and angry facial features, he sat back while drinking coffee until it ran out, although it was seen if it was still puffing smoke because of the heat.
After one cup of coffee that is still hot even Soldier himself is not strong to hold the plastic cup.
"Why are you Narmo ?." Ask the confused soldier.
"He looked down on us with five hundred dollars ." Narmo was upset.
Soldiers smiled and clapped..."Well it turns out you still have pride, I guess your pride has you mortgaged to buy boiled noodles ."
"Not so, it's only five hundred silver, you know...." Narmo's face was so mocking.
"How much should it be ?." Asking I saw the smoke coming out of Narmo's mouth.
"At least three thousand ." Answer Narmo quickly.
"Great is your pride." Soldier Reply.
Narmo's laughter still looks witty, but that's what makes the atmosphere of this complicated night a little better. The soldier could not imagine if he was now bearing the burden alone.
"At least it's good to pay for this coffee ." Reply back Narmo smiled and looked towards the Soldier with an expression that was not okay.
"So this coffee hasn't been paid for yet." That could be soldier guessing.
"Yes that's how it is ." Reply Narmo without any sin.
It was really upset that Soldier saw the innocent expression of Narmo when saying that and in the end he was the one who paid for the coffee even though he had to reach all his pockets.