My Father is Not a Criminal
Chapter 10
High School is said to be the most beautiful time. Even Nabila felt this. Nabila High School life is much more beautiful than the Junior High School he lived. His relationship with Rio was getting more and more familiar. Now every time she goes and goes home from school, Rio always takes her.
"Shouldn't bother to pick up Nabila, right deket also from school!"
"Why the hell? You mind, I'll pick you up?"
"Don't mind, just afraid to take care of Brother."
"Don't worry, I don't bother either. I'm happy to be with you. So more excited, go to school."
Nabila was silent, undeniably, she also felt more excited with Rio together to continue with him. There was something about that guy that made Nabila feel comfortable being around him.
"Bil, if I take you for a walk, can you not be your grandfather?"
"It seems possible, as long as Brother asks for good permission with him."
"That's yeah? But you want to take a walk, if I take a walk?"
"Where to go first?"
"Where do you want it? The mall? Or we walk to the mountains."
"If you go to the mountain anyway, if you are already bosen. It used to be in the city where the old Bila was near the mountain. If you go to the mall, if you haven't."
"Yes, if so we go to the mall. Wanna?"
"May deh."
"If so, tar noon I want to ask your grandfather's permission, if tomorrow he wants to take his granddaughter to the mall."
"OK ready. But the condition is, if Grandpa gives permission, if you want."
"Yes, I know. Besides, going to bring people's children without permission is not good. Moreover, use the meeting agreement on the road, not really for me."
One of Rio's traits that Bila likes. Rio still obeys the customs of decency according to the customs of the East. Still have posts that say Javanese.
"Yes, then. When to class first yes, brother. See you later."
"OK, dear," Rio said with a laugh.
They then split up, heading for their respective classes.
*****
Dika looks busy in his computer workshop, there are still many customers' laptops that still have to be serviced. See Sueb walking gontai to Dika's workshop.
"Lemes very, Bro. Blom can't make coffee? Ask at the front stall, tell me, tar me pay!"
Sueb immediately went to the stall in front of Dika's workshop, without saying a word. A cup of coffee and a plate of rice pecel. Before long, Sueb brought his food and drink to Dika's workshop.
"All breakfast, bro. Hungry for me, my wife did not cook from yesterday" Sueb said before bribing his pecel rice voraciously.
"Why doesn't your wife cook? What do your kids eat?"
"My wife was crashing again, because I couldn't give her shopping money, now she's running away to her mother's house. If my son, this morning I have cooked instant noodles, the money in the wallet only five thousand, yes forced, that's all I can buy," Sueb confided at length.
"What, you don't have a job yet, bro?"
Sueb shook his head sadly. Since his last action with Dika, which caused Pak Bakir to go to prison, Dika no longer want to act. That means Sueb no longer has a partner, and that leaves Sueb out of action.
"Udah, help me out here, for a while. I'll give you some coffee money, I'll do a lot of work."
"You know for yourself, bro. I don't know about computers, but my school is also just finished Junior High. What can I do?"
"But I'm Sueb, not Thomas Alfa Edison," Sueb said flatly.
"Hadeh, that's just an example, bro. The point is, everyone can try."
"Yes, Bro. When can I start work?"
"Now you can too."
"Okay, but I'll get my son back, all on loan. Let me take her to her mom, I'll make it home alone."
"Yes can. Pay for your coffee, the money!"
Sueb received the money from Dika, then he went to the stall while carrying his second-hand plate.
"Bro, the word that has a stall, he has no change, so he is given this fried banana."
Sueb offers a small crackle of fried bananas. He took a piece, and then ate it.
"That's mah, you could have, Bro. Tell me you want to eat fried bananas."
"That's really you, bro. Now what do I know?"
"Take the laptop on the shelf next to you, put me to teach you how!"
"Which one? There are a lot of laptops here."
"I gave you a number, found the smallest number. That's the sign that laptop came in first."
"That means you got a massage, bro?"
"Yes dong, who came first, worked first as well."
Sueb took the laptop that had the smallest number, then brought it near Dika. Dika taught Sueb how to open the laptop, check it for a while, then gave instructions, what to do Sueb.
"Your neighbor's son, still lives with you, bro?"
"No, now he's with his grandfather."
" Why don't you stay the same?"
"Home of his grandfather near his High School. Besides, if he's here Kasian, many of his friends know that his father is in prison. He was often harassed by his friends. Back then, when I was living with him, he used to come home from school crying."
Sueb was stunned, he imagined his son would also suffer the same fate, if he was also caught by the police while carrying out the action. All this time, he had never thought about it.
"Why silence, Bro?"
"Ahh, no. Just think about it, if my son experienced something like that. Must be so sad to see."
Dika breathed a heavy sigh. Seeing Nabila come home from school crying alone made her feel very guilty. Especially if it happened to Tasya, the child only wayangnya. He'll feel even more sad. Moreover, in fact he is indeed the perpetrator, not just a victim of wrong capture like Pak Bakir.
"That means, our decision is right, bro? Deciding to retire?" ask Dika.
"I really don't want to retire, bro. It's just that job that can make a lot of money in a quick time. You know for yourself, what my wife's lifestyle is."
"Yes your wife should be able to change her lifestyle, bro. Does she want her husband to go to jail?"
"I think, he will not mind really, as long as you can shop and go to the salon. After all, if her husband goes to prison, she can easily find another husband," Sueb said sadly.
Just shaking his head, he understood, Sueb loved his beautiful wife. While his wife only considers Sueb as a walking ATM. That's why, Sueb just want to do something that violates the law, as long as it can meet the needs of his wife.
