My Father is Not a Criminal

Chapters. 2

"Mother, really want to go?" ask Nabila.

"Yes, Bill. I'm not really strong enough to live here" she said, putting a few pieces of clothing in an old suitcase.

"How will it go if Mom leaves?" ask if you are sad.

"If you're big, already 9th grade, you can take care of yourself, right? Later, every month I'll send money."

"But Mom, if you don't want to be alone here, be afraid."

If it starts sobbing, but does not shake the intention of Mom to find work out of town.

"Why should you be afraid, when? It's safe here. Our neighbors are also good to us. It's just because of your father that they talk to us often."

"But, Mum..."

"Listen yes, when! Either way, Mom has to go. I have to work to support both of us. You know for yourself, your father could have been in prison for a long time. We can no longer count on your father, if we can understand what you mean, Mother?"

I'm done packing the things he'll be carrying. Not much, just that. Mom sits on the edge of the bed while stroking long hair.

"If you have to be strong, son. We will fight together. When the same school focus when, while Mom will work for school fees when."

"What if you have to live alone, Mom? Can't you stay with Mbah Kung and Mbah Uti?" ask if you are welding.

"Two more months If you are going to graduate Junior High, at least if you live alone for only that long. Later after graduation, only when you can move to the house of Mbah Kung and Mbah Uti to continue high school there."

"But, Mum..."

"Come if, this is the only road we can take, Nduk. If you can understand what you mean, Mommy?"

"Yes, Mom, if you understand."

"Mommy has pesen with Bulek Winda, make your awareness as long as Mother is not around. If there's anything, if you just ask Bulek Winda for help, baby!"

Nabila just nodded his head to understand Mom's message.

"When are you going?"

"Tomorrow morning Mother will leave. I have the same message Paklek Dika to send Mom to the station."

"Where do you want to live in Jakarta?"

"There is a sister of Mother, a nephew of Mbah Uti, who lives in Jakarta. His name is Pure Bulek, do you still remember the same Pure Bulek, Bil?"

"It seems that if you have forgotten Mom, if you do not remember having a brother whose name is Pure Bulek," said Bila after a while remembering.

"Emang Bulek Murni has not returned home since his father, Mbah Kung Parto, died. It seems like it's been over ten years."

"Then, the pantes if you forget the same Pure Bulek. What is Pure Bulek working in Jakarta Bu?"

"Say the Pure Bulek open warteg, and warteg is quite crowded. So you can help out there."

"That means I've already contacted Pure Bulek?"

"Already, Nduk. So I was determined to go to Jakarta, because Bulek Murni had promised to nampung Mommy there."

"Hopefully we can get through this, ma'am. And God will be pleased that we will soon be reunited."

"Amen. You pray for Mother yes, Nduk, so that Mother's business is smooth, and we can be together again" said Mother while hugging Nabila.

"Yes ma'am, we'll both pray. The prayer of the righteous is of great power."

"Yes, now we rest. It's the last night you can poke with Mom. Tomorrow I'm going to Jakarta."

"If I'd miss you so much."

They both fell asleep hugging each other, maybe for a long time, will not be able to do it again.

Meanwhile in prison, Pak Bakir was unable to close his eyes in his captive cell. In addition to cold and many mosquitoes, occasionally there are also cockroaches that pass disturb his sleep.

"Sir Bakir, I haven't slept, sir," said Mr. Arman to surprise Mr. Bakir.

"I can't sleep, sir, a lot of mosquitoes and cockroaches too."

Mr. Arman took the mosquito repellent from the small bag he carried, then gave it to Pak Bakir.

"This, sir, I have a mosquito repellent" Mr. Arman said.

"Thank you very much, sir. It's an anti-cockroach drug and neither is it rat, sir?" ask Pak Bakir plain.

Mr. Arman laughed at Mr. Bakir's question.

"Yes I don't know, sir, the writing on the package is just anti-mosquito anyway. No anti-cockroach and mouse writing," said Mr. Arman still laughing.

"If so, let me try first, sir. Later the results of my research, I will convey to Mr. Arman," said Pak Bakir seriously.

Mr. Arman laughed again at the words of Mr. Bakir.

"Yes, sir, give me a full report, sir! So that I can continue my report to the manufacturer of this topical mosquito repellent. Who knows they will give rewards to you," said Mr. Arman.

"Seriously, Sir? Can you do that?" ask Pak Bakir curious.

"I don't know for sure, sir. But it's better to try first, if you know it works, right?" said Mr. Arman.

Mr. Bakir is just mangosteen, even though he does not really understand, what Mr. Arman means.

"Sir Bakir can't sleep for sure because of misses wife's child, sir?" ask Mr. Arman.

"Do you know that anyway?" ask Mr. Bakir.

"It's just a guess, sir. You've never, have you ever, ever split long with your wife's son?" ask Mr. Arman again.

"Since I've been married and had children, I haven't, sir. We always go everywhere together" said Pak Bakir sadly.

"Definitely heavy, sir? Actually, I do not believe, if Mr. Bakir was able to take the life of someone. If accidentally it is still possible. But if intentionally, I think it is impossible," said Mr. Arman argued.

"From the beginning I said, Sir, that I am innocent. The police were the one who was wrongly arrested" said Pak Bakir sadly.

"Yes, hopefully, this case of the Father is quickly resolved by not sacrificing the innocent, sir," said Mr. Arman.

"Amen... I hope so, sir. I don't feel like I'm in this place, sir. I miss Nabila, my only daughter, sir," Mr Bakir said.

"Kangen daughter what's her mother, sir?" ask Mr. Arman with a smile.

"It's both, sir. All I think about is, as long as I'm here, who makes a living for them. My wife is not working, sir," said Pak Bakir increasingly sad.

"Do you have any savings?" ask Mr. Arman.

"Mister, but only a little. My wife also had a little jewelry, which she bought before she married me. My income as a motorcycle taxi driver is just enough to eat, sir," said Pak Bakir.

"Means there is still something that can be used by the Father's wife to meet the needs in the meantime. Yes, let's just pray, sir, that your case will be resolved quickly and you will be proven innocent" said Mr. Arman.

"Yes, sir, thank you for your prayer" said Mr. Bakir sincerely.

"Yes, now you rest first. I want to continue the patrol, hopefully you can sleep well. No longer disturbed mosquitoes, cockroaches and rats," said Mr. Arman.

"Yes, sir, once again thank you, you have given me this topical mosquito repellent. Hopefully I can sleep soundly without being disturbed" said Pak Bakir.

"May the mosquito repellent work, sir. I say yes" said Mr. Arman.

"Yes, sir, congratulations on the task" said Mr. Bakir.

"Thank you, Mr. Bakir," said Mr. Arman.

"Yes together, Mr. Arman," replied Mr. Bakir.

Mr. Arman left Pak Bakir's captive room and resumed his patrol. While Pak Bakir apply mosquito repellent to his body that is not covered in clothes and relaxes himself. Not long after, Bakir fell asleep.