RECIDIVISTS
CHAPTER 12
The weather was cloudy in the afternoon as thick as Darmayanti's heart. The young mother of a child was seen hugging tightly the body of her little daughter, holding back tears accompanying the departure of her beloved husband.
The funeral of Naufal's body was a simple walk in an Islamic cemetery in West Lombok. Only a few people in the audience and a religious figure who took the body of Naufal, met the creator.
While guaranteeing the do’a read by religious leaders, someone sturdy wearing a black jacket, menjeling watch over Yos who had just arrived to attend the funeral.
From a distance the sturdy man watched Yos every move, occasionally the man was seen typing short messages on his phone screen.
Yos took the corner seat, on the grass, he bowed his face, his hands looked up to guarantee the do’a that was still being read. Every now and then Yos's eyes darted over the figure of a young woman hugging a little girl in her lap. The girl's eyes looked puffy, probably because they shed too many tears accompanying the grief that was now engulfing her heart.
Being left behind by a loved one is not an option, but nevertheless, humans can never go against an almighty will.
Yos bowed his head again, his lips visibly muttering and donating the surah Alfatihah to the late Naufal.
“Pak Yusri Hidayat?”
Yos raised his face when it was heard that someone was calling out a piece of his old name that he wanted to forget.4 The strong-bodied man stood before Josh clutching a piece of paper.
“Ya...” replied Yos, hesitate.
One of the men showed a police badge to Yos, “we carry an arrest warrant. Mr. detained on suspicion of kidnapping,” the officer-ranked police member turned to his subordinate, “AIPTU, handcuff him!”
Various assumptions and questions in the mind of Yos, but he was silent, giving up both hands when a police officer of the rank of AIPTU handcuffed his hands. He ignored the few pairs of eyes that were in that place staring at him, astonished. Whatever the case may be, it will become clear soon at the police station.
From far away, Dony's eyes looked at Yos, who was taken into a 4-wheeled vehicle by 4 police officers.
Dony's face looked confused, not understanding everything that happened. Who was the traitor, was it possible that Josh killed Naufal? If Josh did it, what was the real purpose.
Dony had believed in Yos before, but now his heart had begun to divide.
Dony forced his brain to think hard, wanting to know who the real boss killer was.
*****
Yadi's face showed an astonished expression looking at the visitors who came to visit him. From yesterday, regardless of how many times Yadi tried to contact Rio, there were things that he wanted to talk about. But the person who was expected not to come, even Dony who never crossed his mind now comes to visit.
“What dream did I have last night, the arrival of an honored guest, the right person Naufal,” Yadi said in a mocking tone of voice.
Dony did not respond to Yadi's words. The purpose of Dony's arrival is not to mock each other, but there are things that are more important than having to hurt each other's feelings.
“Can you talk to me for a minute?” ask Dony, seriously.
Seeing Dony's serious facial ripples, Yadi stared at the man for a long time, before Yadi gestured for Dony to enter the detention house visiting room.
“I do not think, you will act so far,” after a long silence, Dony began to open his talk.
Yadi looked at Dony at a glance, actually he was not interested in discussing about the dispute with Naufal, “you guys deserve it. You guys started it yourself.”
“So right my guess?!” dony asked, as if not believing.
“You mean?” Yadi sighed, annoyed, “ah.. Come on, you better go and do what you should do, before Naufal fires you.”
Seen a few lines of wrinkles on Dony's forehead, hearing Yadi's words. Tingled in his heart to ask, “do you not know?”
Yadi held out both palms and shrugged his shoulders, “I do not know and also do not have any interest in knowing your affairs. Oh yes, send greetings to Naufal, tell him, return my goods and my men will not bother you again.”
Yadi got up from his seat wanting to get out of the visiting room, but he returned to his sitting position as Dony's hand reached his arm, he looked at Dony with a thousand question marks.
“Naufal is gone. 2 days ago he was killed. This is what I want to talk to you about,” said Dony, half-whispering.
As if Yadi did not believe the news that had just been heard. If Naufal was dead, Rio should have told him about Naufal's death, not Dony.
“Naufal killed??” muttered Yadi, as if in disbelief.
“Yes. That night, Rio and his followers came to see me, nanyain Naufal. They ransacked the gambling arena at my place. They did not find Naufal in that place and..” Dony was silent for a moment, “and the next morning Naufal was killed.”
“Crue. That night I told Rio to look for Naufal, but the goal was only to find my goods that you snatched. not to kill Naufal,” said Yadi, seriously.
For quite a long time they both fell silent, each carried away by the reverie of events a few days ago, “semenjak Jafar left, indeed we are too often at odds, indeed, but it never crossed my mind to kill Naufal,” Yadi returned to voice after a long silence.
“To be clear, Naufal plans to take your stuff away. I paid Yos to carry out Naufal's plan, but Yos didn't have time to do it, someone else preceded him,”.
“Ya,” Brief Dony.
“Who else would your men know that plan?” Yadi wanted to know.
“Nothing. Only the three of us know.”
Yadi again fell silent to imagine the figures of people who deserve suspicion. Yadi exerted all his thinking skills.
“I'm sure there must be a traitor. But it could be that traitor from among your own men,” said Dony.
“I agree with your opinion, but I believe the traitor is Yos. Actually from the past, since the late Jafar was still alive, I have often heard the name Yusri who is very sneaky, but a few weeks ago I was able to meet him face to face. He doesn't care what or who, he's ready to work for anyone who pays him a higher fee. Playing with him means daring to play with fire,” said Yadi, Yadi's fingers felt his thighs from a knife pierced by Yos.
The looks of the two of them were linked. Their brains are spinning around thinking about the steps to take.
Although Yadi and Dony thought that Yos was the cause of the current dispute, all that was done, what was in their minds now was how to repay all the actions of Josh.
“How many of your men are left?” yadi asked after a long moment of silence.
“Live 10 people. Most of my men have been arrested by the police,” said Dony.
Yadi was silent again for a moment, it looks like he thought hard, “collect them all. I'll send my men to help you. We bury Yos alive.”
*****
From behind the glass of the room, sharp eyes AKP Anom observed the behavior of Yos who was deliberately left alone in the isolation room.
Shortly thereafter AKP Anom opened the door of the room. The middle-aged man sat on a wooden chair opposite Yos.
“Cigarettes,” AKP Anom placed a pack of cigarettes and a match on the table, right in front of Yos.
Yos did not respond to the offer of cigarettes from AKP Anom, Yos straight eyes reluctant to speak. He still does not understand why he was taken to the police station.
“I want to ask, just you answer yes or no,” AKP Anom began to talk, his palms were closed on the table, his body slightly bent, showing the man was getting serious.
“You know, why did my members bring you here?” ask AKP Anom.
“Ngak,” replied Yos, briefly.
With a bit rough AKP Anom threw several sheets of photos of Winda's face on the table, “you know this girl?”
Yos virtual corner is drifting, stealing views towards the photo referred to AKP Anom, “ya, I know.”
Yos ripples still look indifferent, not interested in the questions asked by AKP Anom.
“A few days ago we received a report that this girl was kidnapped. And according to information from our intelligence, you've been seen with this girl. If you confess honestly I will help you in court later, so that your sentence is commuted.”
“Hup... ha.. ha.. which court, what are you talking about, I don't understand? The girl herself who came to me, asking for protection,” Yos laughter exploded hearing the snapping of AKP Anom. Too often Yos had been listening to the bluffs since he first confronted the police. Gritting AKP Anom made him unable to help but laugh, his heart was amused.
“gbrak.!!”
Yos' laughter briefly invited emotion in the heart of AKP Anom. Feeling belittled made the police officer subconsciously break through the table, releasing anger.
AKP Anom close his face to Yos's face, a few inches away, “all the crime record data that you have done at home and abroad are already in my pocket! So there's no way that girl's coming to see you asking for protection from a criminal like you, anyways what kind of protection you can provide, huh?!” anom's AKP voice was slow, but deliberately suppressed.
“While it is true that I kidnapped the girl, do you have any proof?” Yos imitates the style of his interlocutor.
AKP Anom again kept his face away from Yos face, his eyes still staring at the man with the title of recidivist. In silence the police officer was amazed by the calm ripples of Yos face.
AKP Anom lit a cigarette, his head was slow-mouthed, the middle-aged man breathed his cigarette smoke into Yos's face. AKP Anom's thoughts are chaotic considering that its members do not yet have strong evidence to throw Yos into prison.
AKP Anom got up from his seat, wanted to leave in front of Yos, “ alright, I will find evidence as soon as possible. I can't wait to see you go to jail.!”
After ending his words, the police officer stepped out of the room. Currently AKP Anom is thinking of how to get strong evidence. Earlier this morning, AKP Anom mobilized its members to search the contract house of Yos, looking for Vinda or anything that can be used as evidence, but empty. Nothing was found in that rented house.
“Peccably you found the girl and asked her directly, who kidnapped her!!”
From the door of the room, AKP Anom heard Yos voice half-cried like mocking, but AKP Anom ignored him he stepped away from Yos with a swollen heart, irritated.
