My Father is Not a Criminal

The Part 36

"Who the hell was that, Mom? How arrogant it seems," asked Rika to Dika.

Tasya was still crying, and Dika was still trying to persuade her, but Rika instead rained down on a question that Dika found very annoying.

"Mas Dika! The guy didn't get answered anyway? That's not polite!"

"Can you shut up, Rika? Or at least, take it easy Tasya, it's your job! You get paid for it" said Dika growled.

Rika pouted, but stayed close and persuaded Tasya, and the boy grew louder and louder.

"Shut up, or Aunt Rika and Papa come home, but Tasya is left here, so dicul*k!" threatening Rika in Tasya's ear, the boy stopped crying.

"It's quiet Tasya, Mas Dika!" report Rica.

"Then, let's go home, after all, a day of work goes for a walk, don't know if I'm tired, come home from work!"

Dika was still grumbling, then walked ahead to the parking lot. Rika clings to Tasya's hand, and follows Dika from behind. A carefree smile, imprinted on Rika's lips red with lipstick, the woman managed to make Dika, her employer, buy her a suit and a pair of shoes.

In the toilet mall, Nabila had mastered himself, the girl had stopped crying. Dessy gave him a packet of tissue to wipe the remaining tears off his face.

"We're home, Bil?"

"I'm sorry, Dess! Because of me, your shopping show is falling apart."

"Whoever, next time you can walk again like this. Most importantly, a gift for my mom. Yuk, we're home!"

Nabila nodded, after both of them tidied themselves in the toilet, they immediately moved to the parking lot. There, it turns out they are reunited with Dika, Tasya and Rika.

"Mb Bilaaaa."

Tasya ran back and hugged Nabila, Dika who saw him scratching his head rough, the man did not want to see Nabila doing rough on his little girl.

"Tasya hasn't come home yet?" ask Nabila softly.

"Tasya is still the same, Ma'am Bila. Why don't you ever play at Tasya's house again?"

Nabila looked at Dika and Rika who were standing from afar, before answering Tasya's question," Ma'am was busy, Sya. Ma'am's school home should help Budhe sell at the stall. You don't have a father now, so you have to work to eat."

"Where's Mama's father?"

"Mad's father when he's dead, yes. Somebody's been trying to*nuh his dad."

Dika and Rika who heard Nabila's words on Tasya looked furious, children as small as Tasya would not understand the intention of Nabila's rude speech. But Nabila just smiled cynically looking at the expressions of the two people.

"Well, cruel is the person who killed his father Mbak Bila," said Tasya concerned.

"Yes obviously cruel, yes. Because of them, the life of Mbak Bila and Budhe became difficult, had to work hard to find food. Tasya must be grateful, still have a complete mama and papa, so Tasya does not need to be difficult like Mbak If, Tasya's desire will also always be obeyed."

"NABILA, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? TASYA IS STILL A CHILD, DON'T SPIT HIS MIND!!"

Nabila looked at Dika who dared to snap at him, to make people in the parking lot who heard, so looked curious.

"Why, Paklek? Isn't what Nabila told Tasya the truth? Paklek is afraid, Tasya knows the truth?"

"Bas with that unlucky boy, the fruit fell not far from the tree, the pemb*nuh child will be pemb*nuh too!"

"It is usually like that, Paklek, it is a law of nature. So it's possible that a child as sweet as Tasya will follow in his father's footsteps, because his father fed his son with the money-yield-"

Nabila just sneered cynically, looking towards Dika. Tasya, who saw her father talking rudely to Nabila, began to cry.

"DON'T GET MAD AT YOU WHEN!"

The little girl ran towards her papa and beat the man with her tiny fist. Rika tries to persuade Tasya to stop crying, but to no avail. Dessy and her driver just looked around, not getting involved, but getting ready if anything untoward happened.

Rika seemed to approach Nabila with a look of dislike," what exactly do you mean, snot boy?!!"

"His wife's aunt is Om Sueb, right?"

"If so, why?"

"Ask my aunt's husband what he did to my father, Mr Bakir!"

Rika frowned, in her heart the woman asked, did the girl in front of her not know that Bang Sueb is dead yet?

"Why, Auntie? Afraid of hearing the truth from Aunt's husband?"

"Heee, boy, don't you know yet, Bang Sueb is dead in an accident?"

Nabila grinned horribly, "indeed God never sleeps, He will repay the deeds of everyone based on what he sows. Life in exchange."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HUH?"

"Just ask Paklek Dika, if Aunt wants to know!"

Rika seemed to frown, and looked questioningly at her master, but the man threw his face away. Dessy approached Nabila and invited her into the car, because her best friend was already looking messy, as a result of holding back emotions.

"Yeah, Bil, we're home!"

Nabila said, and they both got into the car. The driver immediately drove the car away from the place, crying Nabila again broke.

"You're content to cry, but later you don't cry anymore in front of Mom, yes!"

Nabila did not answer, but still continued crying.

"Don't let me know, you just met them, pity me. The weight is heavy, don't add any more!" said Dessy again.

Nabila just nodded, wiping her tears with a piece of tissue, then took a breath to calm down.

"You know what, Dess? That woman was my father's wife*nuh too. Her husband and Paklek Dika, are beg*l who memb*nuh women who helped my father. My father saw them both in action while passing by the place, they were wearing fullface helmets, but my father still recognized them."

"Why doesn't your father deny the charges against him?"

"My father has no proof, Dess. All the evidence points to my father as the perpetrator. The place was deserted, the witness who happened to pass by no longer saw the two men, but saw my father who was holding a knife pulled from the woman's stomach."

"Are you sure, right, Bil? All the deeds must have their rewards?" ask the driver who opened his voice.

"Related, Sir! You heard yourself, one of them died in an accident."

"Well, therefore, do not be burdened again by piling hatred on them in your heart. It will keep you from being happy, just let go of that burden! Let the Lord act, you shut up!"

"Yes, Sir! Nabila understood the meaning of Father. Thanks for the advice, sir."

Mr. Driver and Dessy smiled at Nabila, the girl was strong, but had a soft and sincere heart.