My Father is Not a Criminal

Chapter 22

Today, a sad news must be received by Mr. Bakir's family. The man had already breathed his last, the day after the visit of his son and wife.

Nabila who felt very lost the figure of the father, very heavy received the news of his father's death. Many times the girl fainted.

Bu Bakir looked more stoic, the woman seemed to wipe her tears many times with a handkerchief.

"Mom, soon your body will be here."

One of the local youths, informed the arrival of Pak Bakir's body from prison.

"Yes, Mas. Thanks, I helped."

The young man nodded, then left Bu Bakir sitting on the mat, the living room of his house. Only a few close neighbors helped prepare for Pak Bakir's funeral. The news that Pak Bakir was a criminal who died in prison, made other residents reluctant to just serve.

Grandfather was seen sitting on the terrace, accompanying Mr. RT and several other mourners.

"Actually, Mr Bakir was exposed to what case, Kek?" ask Mr. RT.

"My son-in-law is accused of killing a woman and taking her motorcycle."

"Is that right, Cake? The feeling of Pak Bakir is a good person, diligently worship as well. The hell could you do such a heinous act?"

"I don't know, lha wong in the knife that stuck in the victim's chest there was Bakir's fingerprint. Only the woman's motorbike is no longer there, but the Bakir is still there, it's strange."

"Did Pak Bakir have friends, so the victim's motorcycle was taken away from his friend?"

"Can't be like that, if his friend runs away, which is clear Bakir also runs away. This was waiting for the woman, until someone else passed by. Bakir also at that time brought a motorbike as well, it can certainly run away, right?"

"Weird huh, Cake? Is it okay, Mr Bakir was the victim wrongfully arrested?"

"Grandfather thinks so, just how else? We are little people, we can go against the law. You know, the laws of this country are blunt upwards, sharp downwards."

"Yes, I understand. Little people like us are always victims, because we don't have money."

Some people who listened to the chat Grandpa and Mr. RT, seemed to nod their heads in agreement.

"Maybe also, Mr. Bakir was his intention to help the woman. So actually, he was indeed a victim of begal, kept begal it ran away with the woman's motorbike. Well, incidentally Pak Bakir passing by, nolongin time, even suspected perpetrator," said a father.

"Yes it makes sense, too, if that's what it is," said another father.

"Yes, it might be like that. The Bakir who again apes, return home ngojek his intention to do good, even imprisoned," said Grandpa.

"Other pity his son and his wife, they became miserable. Bu Bakir was forced to find work as a maid in Jakarta" said Mr. RT.

"Si Nabila used to be bullied in his old school, no friends who want to be close. Until the boy was willing to strike school, fortunately there was a kind neighbor there. Give encouragement and encouragement, because when you're about to graduate Junior High, it's a pity to stop."

"Well, what a mess, Cake. Fortunately in this world there are still good people, who want to care about others," said Mr. RT.

Grandfather just nodded, the old man's heart was very sad, seeing the calamity that befell his son-in-law, as well as the impact that his son and grandson received.

"It's sad, cake. May the family be given fortitude and comfort."

Dika greeted Grandpa, followed by Winda behind him.

"Thank you, Dika. Forgive me, if Bakir is wrong with you, yes! Let the grave be spacious and the path well lit," said Grandpa.

"Yes, Cake. We also apologize, because as humans never escape from the wrong name. Ma'am Yu equals Nabila where, Kek?"

"There was inside, When in his room, the boy could not accept the death of his father. If you're yu yu, it was in the living room, just come in!"

Dika and Winda immediately entered the house, there was Bu Bakir in the living room, but seemed to ignore them. Bu Bakir pretended to chat with other mourners, not welcoming the arrival of Dika and Winda.

"Mbak Yu, we are very sorry for the passing of Mas Bakir" Dika said in his condolences.

"Yes, thank you. Is it satisfied, makes me a widow and Nabila an orphan?"

Bu Bakir said cynically, unable to hide his disappointment. Winda who did not understand what Bu Bakir meant, became upset. Dika just lowered his head, because he understood what Bu Bakir meant.

"Bak Yu said what? We both came here just to be sad, why the response was so. What's wrong with us, Ms Yu?"

Winda became angry, getting a less than pleasant response from Bu Bakir. Dika took his wife out, so as not to cause a commotion.

"Why the hell, Pa? Mama's wrong, why is it that her attitude is like that?"

"Yes, Ms. Yu is grieving, Ma. You must be able to understand, later also he will be good again as we usually are," comforted Dika.

"Yes that's not it, even though we have taken care of her son, when she went to Jakarta and her husband went to prison. How could you say that to us, you human being don't know thank you."

"Hus .. don't be so loud when you say, it's not good to sound like Grandpa!"

"Abis sesel, Pa. Yu Yu's mother is like that."

Dika patted his wife on the shoulder, telling her to be patient. Winda was just a manyun, enduring the annoyance. Dika also joined with the fathers on the front porch, while Vinda busied herself with her cellphone.

Not long after, Pak Bakir's body arrived at the funeral home. Some mourners helped to lift it, because the car that carried it could not get into the alley. One of the mourners who helped.

After prayers are recited, a funeral procession is held. Although only a few were present, Pak Bakir's funeral procession went smoothly, without any obstacles.

Dika and Winda say goodbye, but only Grandpa and Grandma meet. Bu Bakir and Nabila are still in the house, both very sad because they were left behind by loved ones.

"We're saying yes, Cake, Grandma! Say hello to Mbak Yu and Nabila," said Dika.

"Yes, we'll tell you later. I'm sorry that yu yu yu can't see you yet, he's still very sad."

"Yes, Grandma. We understand very well, his name was also left behind by his husband" said Winda.

Grandpa and Grandma drove up the front fence, after Dika and Winda turned, only the two entered the house.