Kamila (The Patience of Breaking Boundaries)

The Report Against Women

"Hold a minute, yeah, Kamila. Mother apply antiseptic liquid first on your wound," said Bu Indri who helped Kamila apply antiseptic liquid given by Pak Wiguna.

"Slow down, Bun. That must have been a pain. It's outrageous for the boy. He attacked Kamila until he got hurt." Mr. Wiguna who immediately rushed to come from the puskesmas, after being called by Ms. Indri, seemed to feel furious at Utari, who had injured her prospective daughter-in-law.

"Yes, Wiguna Boy. Mother also felt very surprised by the arrival of Utari. Mother thought that it was her grandfather who came, and banged on the door hard. But it wasn't. Mom can't do anything. I was very worried to hear the commotion outside the house. Fortunately, Nak Indri saved Kamila. If Nak Indri doesn't happen to stop by here, I don't know what else the boy did to Kamila, my granddaughter." Nek Sumi welcomed Mr. Wiguna's words. His heart was deeply hurt to see the grandson he loved so much, being hurt by others.

"Just calm down, Mom. We will definitely follow up on this case. We won't let the girl take anything for granted with her actions. He'll regret what he's done to Kamila." Mr. Wiguna intends to report the violence that has been carried out by Utari. He is not calm, if Utari does something bad, without any reward obtained by him.

"Sir, Kamila thinks there's no need to do that. Kamila is okay. Only lightly injured. Poor Utari, if you have to deal with the police, only because of a small problem," surprisingly, Kamila refused the intention of Mr. Wiguna who would report Utari to the authorities.

"Can't be, baby. You've been hurt. And this wound, not a small wound. This wound has already scratched half of your face, Kamila. Listen to Mother, Son. Mother knows, Kamila's a good girl. But we can't just let evil do. We have to put a deterrent effect on the culprit. Kamila got it, right?" Ms. Indri dismissed Kamila's remarks. While rubbing the girl's head, Ms. Indri tried to give understanding to Kamila, who inevitably, followed by a nod of the hijab girl.

"Yes already, Bun. I went back to the Puskesmas, yeah. After I go home, I'll go straight to the police station, get this case up for grabs."

After giving treatment to Kamila, Mr. Wiguna said goodbye to return to work, because working hours are still ongoing.

"Yes, Dad. Mother here used to accompany Kamila," said Bu Indri.

"Thank you, Wiguna. Already want to bother coming to treat Kamila," said Grandma Sumi to her granddaughter-in-law.

"Yes, Mom. It's my obligation. After all, Kamila is going to marry our son. She was like our daughter too. Well then, I'm letting go, yes, ma'am." Mr. Wiguna please say goodbye to Grandma Sumi, then rushed back to the puskesmas, riding his motorcycle.

"Kamila, come on baby, let's eat first. Mommy's been cooking for Kamila and Nek Sumi."

After the departure of Mr. Wiguna, Bu Indri opened the bushel he brought earlier. He invited Kamila to eat together.

"Thank you, Mom. Kamila took the dishes first to the kitchen," Kamila said to Ms. Indri, and moved on to pick up their simple tableware in the kitchen.

"From now on, just call Mother, yes. Soon, Kamila will be married to Setya, Mother's son." Ms. Indri requested that Kamila call her Mother, just like Setya.

"Yes, Nduk. What Bu Indri said was true. You must get used to calling Ms. Indri, with the name Mother." Nek Sumi agreed with Bu Indri's words, followed by a smile from the old woman.

"Eh, yes, Mom. Uh, Bun." Kamila smiled, looking down embarrassed. He must get used to calling mother Indri, with the name of mother. The woman who had been highly respected, had now become a substitute mother figure for him.

Kamila returned from the kitchen with the tableware, and placed it on the table. Bu Indri seemed to stretch woven mats on the floor, for the plinth they ate. After the mat spread, Kamila then lowered the tableware, as well as food in the bushel carried by Bu Indri, to the surface of the mat.

The four rows, which contained rice and side dishes, were neatly arranged in the middle of their seats. Not to forget also, Kamila serves vegetable leaves of stir-fried cassava, as well as omelet that has been cooked, in the mother Indri.

"Kamila, this is chicken soup for Grandma. Let's go get it." Bu Indri thrust a bushel containing chicken soup on Kamila, who was taking rice for the nek Sumi.

"Yes, Mother also eats. Mommy has drooled, same vegetable stir-fry that Kamila cooked this. It must be delicious." Ms. Indri seemed to take a piece of rice, then scooping the cassava leaves of Kamila cuisine.

"Just cassava leaves, Bun. Kamila picked up from the backyard," said Kamila smiling to see Indri's mom bribing rice along with cassava leaves that she cooked.

"Tuh, right. This is really good, Kamila. Mommy gets embarrassed, Mila's cooking is better, than Mother's cooking." Ms Indri praised Kamila's cooking, which although simple, but tastes very delicious, and fits on the tongue.

"Alhamdulillah, if you like." Kamila who was worried, Indri ma'am did not like his cooking, a little relieved to hear the words of Bu Indri, who apparently liked his cooking.

The three of them then continued eating by reaping praise from each other. After finishing eating, and cleaning it, they perform dzuhur prayer.

Ms. Indri also prayed at Sumi's house. He was still there, fearing that Utari would come again, hurting Kamila. Therefore, Ms. Indri chose to accompany Kamila and Nek Sumi, until the afternoon.

After the prayer, Kamila returned to lay Sumi's nek to the bed, because her grandmother could not stand if sitting for a long time. His waist will hurt very much.

Kamila then heard her cell phone ringing on the nightstand. Setya's name is there. Setya called with a vidio call, to Kamila's phone. Kamila looked nervous raising the call. Kamila was worried, if Setya could not hold back his emotions if he saw Kamila's face hurt. She knows very well, how the character of her future husband.

"Thank God, son. Setya knows everything. Mother who gave her." Ms. Indri patted Kamila's shoulder slowly.

Indri, who had just finished praying, and was still wearing a mukena, convinced Kamila to talk to Setya, and was followed by the girl's nod. Because previously, Indri had told Setya about what happened through a short message.

"Emm.. hi," said Kamila nervously, after raising a vidio call from Setya. He then pointed the front camera at his face.

"Camila. Why didn't you tell me? If it wasn't Mommy who said it, I wouldn't know if you had molested Utari, that crazy girl." Setya's face, which was seen on a mobile phone screen, seemed annoyed to see what happened to her lover.

"Emm. I'm fine, Setya. You don't have to worry about me. There's Mommy, Grandma, and Dad, who take care of me." Kamila tried to calm Setya who looked so angry.

"It's okay, how? Obviously it's your face hurt, Kamila. Mother also said that you refused to report the crazy girl to the police." Setya looked very worried seeing Kamila's state.

"Listen to me, Kamila. Follow what Mother and Father said, yes. If they want to follow up on Utari, I beg you, do not try to refuse her. Let the crazy girl be deterred by what she's doing." Setya insists once again on Kamila to no longer feel bad about reporting Utari to the authorities.

"Yes, Setya. Alright." Kamila nodded indicating understanding of Setya's words.

"Yes, I hung up first, yeah. I have an appointment with Rizki. You're fine there. Take care. Assalamualaikum." Setya ends the conversation, as she is about to go on the search for Kamila's biological mother, with her best friend Rizki.

"Getishalight." Kamila answered the greetings, before Setya disconnected her phone. And then, Kamila caught up with Ms. Indri, who was sitting in their house.

Ms. Indri still accompanied Kamila and Grandma Sumi. Waiting for the afternoon. Awaiting the arrival of Mr. Wiguna-her husband, who this afternoon too, will make a report to the police station, for what happened to Kamila.