My Father is Not a Criminal

Chapter 15

Mr. Bakir's situation in prison is not okay. Wet lung pain that he had once suffered, again attacked his old body. Currently, Pak Bakir is lying in a correctional facility clinic.

"Sus, can you ask for help?" mr. Bakir said to the nurse.

"Yes, Sir. What can I help you with?"

The nurse looked friendly, her face always seemed to smile, making the patient she cared for feel at ease.

"I'd like to meet my son, Sus. I miss him very much. Please sister call my neighbor whose name is Mr. Dika, can you, Sus?"

"Oh, you can, sir. I'll find the contact first Mr. Dika ya."

"Thank you, Sus."

"Together, Sir. Now you rest first yes, let's quickly recover. Meeting a child in a state of pain like this, kasian kasian his son, later thought!"

"Yes, Sus. I'm going to talk to Sister, I don't want to either, Nabila look at me with this kind of situation."

"Well, that's dong, spirit. The medicine's been taken, isn't it, sir?"

"Already, Sus. I ate, I took medicine."

"Good, now you rest! I'll call Mr. Dika soon."

"Yes, thank you very much, Sus."

"Together, sir."

Sister left Pak Bakir alone in the ward. Pak Bakir sighed, it turned out to be a very heavy inmate. The longing that begs the mountain because it can not meet with loved ones, is the heaviest burden that must be borne.

*****

Dika was pacing in the living room of his house. His mind is getting tangled. The call from the LP that Pak Bakir was ill and very much hoped to meet Nabila made him feel very guilty. After all, the burden that Mr. Bakir is currently bearing, is actually his burden.

"Why, Pa? How does it look so good?"

"Sir Bakir is sick, Ma. He really wants to meet Nabila."

"Yes, Papa just call Nabila, let him come!"

"Said the nurse who had contacted papa, Mr. Bakir was dying, Ma. The time won't be long. I mean, Papa, please contact Ms. Yu, before it's too late."

"Yes Papa called Mbak Yu too, Mama's got her number. Tar deh, Mama send to Papa ya."

Winda looked up Bu Bakir's phone number on his phone, then sent it to Dika.

"Well, who called Ms. Yu. Papa's hard to say, if Mama's better, both girls."

"You know also, what is Mr Bakir's true condition?"

"Yes, if that's not the case, Papa is sure that Ms. Yu will not want to come."

"All right, just a second, Mama called Ms. Yu."

Winda called Bu Bakir, to inform him of the condition of Pak Bakir who was seriously ill. Bu Bakir agreed to immediately return to Java.

"Udah, Dad. Ma'am Yu said, these two three days, he'll be here."

"It's good that way, Ma. Papa can be a little relieved. Papa feels very guilty to them, because Papa, they suffered a fate like this."

"What does Papa mean?"

"Ah, no. That is, if Nabila here is delicious, if the father is kangen, can be more flattened to find."

Relieved, he could find the right reason to cover the excitement he just said.

*****

"Sister, Nabila wants to be honest with Brother."

Rio looked at Nabila in surprise. The two were eating meatballs in the town square. Eliminate fatigue after ten days of semester exams.

"Honest about what?"

"So that's real?"

"Really, Brother."

Rio sighed, all this time he did not know the family of the girl who became his girlfriend. But the fact that Mr. Nabila is an inmate, enough to make him depressed.

"What's the case?"

"Father found a wounded woman on a lonely road during the day. On the handle of the knife that injured the woman, there were only the prints of the father and the woman. Back then, in a panic, I tried to pull out the knife."

"So? Actually your father was just the victim wrongfully caught?"

"Yes that's it. But you can't dodge it, because the evidence is there."

Nabila wiped the tears that suddenly dripped in the corner of her eyes. Discussing again the story of his father seemed to reopen the wound that was almost healed. The phone call from her mother, who said the circumstances of the Father, made Nabila decided to be frank with Rio.

"So, where's your dad at the LP now?"

"In the city where Nabila used to live."

Nabila began to sob, his longing for the Father, making Nabila unable to hold back his crying.

"You want to go there to see your father?"

"Tomorrow, I'll be home from Jakarta. The day after tomorrow we will look at you. Said Om Dika, who can be heard from LP, Mr. is very sick, most likely, you can not survive."

Rio hugged Nabila's shoulder, to strengthen the girl.

"In that case, the day after tomorrow I'll come. I'll drive you and your mom in the car."

Nabila looked thankfully at Rio. Unexpectedly, Rio can accept the state of Mr. Nabila wisely, not judgmental like his Junior High friends used to be.

"Thank you, brother."

"Yes, you're welcome, Bill."

*****

"Bang, buyin bags that match the same gamis that dong yesterday!"

Sueb's wife was sitting next to her husband who was again sitting down to coffee in the living room.

"Abang there is no more money, right Brother has not been able to work too."

"Lha said he worked in a computer repair shop?"

"That's where the salary is small, honey. It is not enough to buy branded bags as you want. Yesterday, buy that robe as well as your money."

"Yes, look for a job! Don't get bored of anything, so unemployment is mulu."

"You think it's easy to find a job, huh?"

"Look, the proof is that other people can, why don't you?"

"The others were in high school. Brother just graduated SMP, you also know, it is difficult to get a job just ngandelin Ijasah SMP."

Sueb began to feel offended by the words of his wife who was considered too demanding.

"That's the reason for my brother. Anyway don't want to know, I want to buy a bag, if not, I just go home to Papa!"

"Aren't you asking for a divorce?" Sueb was getting angry.

"Good idea anyway, I've been living a hard life."

"Okay, this time I'm granting you a claim, I also have a matre wife!!"

Sueb left the house by slamming the front door. His heart felt very sick, the woman he loved so much, to make him willing to do things that violate the law, it never appreciated his efforts.

There's still money left over from the wallet that Sueb found yesterday. With a heart full of emotion, Sueb set foot towards the dimly lit stall. Sueb wanted to find her happiness there, even if only for a moment.