My Father is Not a Criminal

Chapter 8

In Jakarta, the stalls where Bu Bakir works are increasingly crowded, there is almost no time for Bu Bakir to take a break. Free time to just greet Nabila via telephone connection is also getting narrower. Even to just send a chat sometimes not had time.

"Dek Murni, stalls are getting crowded more and more, huh?" said Bu Bakir.

"Yes, Ma'am. I feel sorry for you, so there's no rest."

"Yes, as long as you are healthy, everything will be fine. Just afraid, how if suddenly Ma'am sick, Pure Deck later no one helped. Shouldn't you find additional employees?"

"That's actually what I've been thinking about, ma'am. Finding someone who can be trusted is hard. At the moment I have not found a suitable one, but I am sure, in the near future it already exists. Patient first yes!"

"Yes, Dek, Ma'am understands your difficulties. Ma'am just give advice, Mbak pity your son, so rarely meet his mother. I remember Nabila."

Bu Bakir looked sad, his longing for the child was already mounting. Moreover, the opportunity to chat and chat is also getting narrower.

"Oh yeah, how's Nabila, Ma'am? He's in High School, right?"

"Well, Deck, thank you. If you have High School, now also live with his grandparents, Mbak so a little relieved. Mbak used to be very worried when he was still hitchhiking at the neighboring house where Mbak contracted."

"Emang anyway, Ma'am. If it's a girl, so there must be a guard, mending also lives with Pakdhe and Budhe. If the other person is how, especially they are a young couple. You yourself, Mother. Have a daughter like an egg on the tip of the horn, always worried."

"That's, Deck. That's why Ma'am is relieved, when he lives with his grandparents. Go back first, Dek. Looks like the rice that you're cooking is cooking."

"Yes, Mother. Be patient, I'll find a friend soon!"

Bu Bakir nodded, then passed to the back.

Meanwhile, in prison, Pak Bakir was very kind, sometimes Pak Bakir also became a place to confide in his fellow criminal nara. Mr. Bakir also often gives useful advice to his friends, no wonder many inmates feel reluctant. Inmate friends, often call Pak Bakir with the call 'Pak dhe'.

"Kok from earlier I saw, Mr Dhe daydreaming?" ask Seno, Pak Bakir's cellmate.

"I miss my son, Sen. Ever since I've been here, she's never been to me."

"What's wrong, Mr Dhe? Was he ashamed, because his father was an inmate?"

"I don't think that's why, Sen. Now my son lives with my father-in-law, and they live in the village, far away from here. I think Nabila my son, it's hard to go alone here. Asking between his grandfathers is also impossible, my in-laws are old."

"Aren't there any other brothers who can't help?"

"My wife is an only child, has no brothers. If it's his cousin, most live and work out of town."

"Sir Dhe kangen with his son doang? Not like her mother?"

"Even kangen, my wife won't be here, Sen."

Pak Bakir looked down sad, the guilt on his wife was still Pak Bakir felt. Because now, his wife was forced to slam the bones, even going to the Capital, to make a living for their child.

"Lha why, Mr Dhe?"

"My wife went to Jakarta, Sen. He works helping out at his cousin's stall. How else, Sen, I'm here."

"Pity the son and wife of Mr. Dhe. I'm sorry Mr. Dhe, if I may know, what is Mr. Dhe's case?"

"Lha, how's the story. I'm sure Mr. Dhe is innocent."

"At that time I was talking, it was almost Magrib, so I hurried. Suddenly I saw a woman staggering, I thought she was half conscious. I was trying to help her when I saw her fall into a ditch. It turned out that something was stuck in his chest, and it was this thing that took his life. I was just going to pull it out, I thought that way he would be helped. And, the fingerprints found on that thing, just my fingerprints and that woman's."

"So, actually, this Mr. Dhe is in the wrong place and time huh?"

"I think so. But I don't have any witnesses, she's dead, try she's alive, I can't be in this place."

"What's the place quiet, Mr Dhe? Didn't any witnesses see?"

"There is none, Sen. It happened in the sugarcane plantation area, let alone want magrib, there was no one in that place."

"Keep, how does the story of Mr. Dhe get arrested?"

"There were people passing by, before he had stopped. But as soon as he saw in my hand that thing, as well as the red color that was dripping, he immediately left on his motorbike. Shortly thereafter I was arrested, as I was still in that place, still confused as to what to do with the woman. Want me to stay just like that I can't bear, want to ask for help with who."

"Wow, that's the story, Mr. Dhe. True my guess, if Mr. Dhe is just a victim of wrongful arrest, because Mr. Dhe does not pantes to be a prisoner."

"I'm dead, Sen. Let God alone repay all. The important thing is that we must always be grateful, when we only want to receive what is okay. If we get a bad one, then later we can be a good one we can be more grateful."

"Yes, Mr. Dhe. I also learned a lot from Mr. Dhe, always grateful."

"If you were, what was your case, Sen?"

"I'm accused of using company money, Mr. Dhe. Of course I don't want to be accused of that, so I'm the same person who accused me. When we met, we had a disagreement, he brought a friend, so single versus double. I avoided him at that time, and he who was too careless so fell into the river. It just so happens that the river is flooded again, that's it. His body was found the next day."

"So you're just defending yourself, Sen? How is his friend?"

"It was precisely the friend who said I was pushing, so fell into the river."

"Well, the world isn't fair, Sen?"

"Yes, Mr. Dhe. But I'm also grateful that my wife works for Mr. Dhe, so I'm not so worried that my son won't be able to eat."

"There is always something to be grateful for, Sen. Though seemingly trivial, being grateful always makes us feel happy."

"That's very true, Mr. Dhe. In this place, I'm grateful to be able to one cell with Mr. Dhe, try with the others, I feel afraid, they're mostly not good people."

"And all have been arranged the same above, Sen. You don't try to regulate yourself, leave the same above."

"Yes, Mr. Dhe."

"Well to sleep, Sen! I'm fucking sleepy."

"Same, Mr. Dhe, me too."

Both of them immediately lay down, and soon fell into a deep sleep.