RECIDIVISTS
CHAPTER 13
Almost a week of sweat-splitting looking for the lover who suddenly disappeared, finally Lukman's efforts fruitful success. Yesterday Lukman found Winda at an Islamic cemetery in West Lombok. Lukman tried to calm Winda who at that time looked scared until finally Willa was willing to stay at the residence Lukman for a while.
Lukman put instant noodles that he just boiled for Winda, “Breakfast first you just tell me what exactly happened.”
Actually Winda did not taste for breakfast, but for the sake of keeping the feeling of Lukman he touched the instant noodles made by his lover.
Secretly Lukman stared at the face of Winda, long ago. Observing every inch of the girl's body. There was something strange about her lover. From yesterday Lukman persuaded Winda to tell him the real problem happened, but Winda did not tell in detail. From the look on his face, Winda was like hiding something.
“Kok, Yos can kidnap you, what the hell does that guy want?!” lukman. Actually the question was aimed at himself, but the Winda's ears could hear it.
The corner of Winda's eyes turned sharp, “actually Yos did not kidnap me. I even felt indebted to the man.”.
Tingled with amusement in Lukman's heart, can not be held back anymore, Lukman's laughter exploded hearing Winda's statement, just a moment ago, “believed? Haha.. haha. haha.. Winda, Winda. A criminal never has the mind, let alone give the favor to others. A lion is still a lion.It is impossible for a lion to suddenly turn into a tame house cat,” Lukman said while laughing out loud. But the man's laughter suddenly died, his eyeballs spinning like he was thinking of something, “or maybe the man had a certain purpose?” terka Lukman, suspicious.
Winda stopped scooping the instant noodles inside the bowl, his eyes parched at Lukman. The girl was unhappy with Lukman's suspicions against her.
“What do you mean?!”
“I can't believe that a criminal like Yos suddenly turned into a helper god, unless you ask him for a reward,” Lukman paused before continuing to speak, “maaf Win, , as your girlfriend..It's only natural that I suspect.”.
Lirih Lukman's voice evoked sympathy in the heart of Vinda. Almost a week with Yos without any clarity made Lukman's feelings disturbed. As a lover, Lukman has every right to be jealous.
“We can trust someone without having to love them, but we cannot love someone without having to trust them. Loving someone wholeheartedly without any trust is just lying to yourself,” Lukman's voice sounds slow. The man looked down at the courtyard. Seen from the light of his eyes, the man harbored a lump of disappointment.
Lukman's words for a moment were like a slap on the cheek of Vinda, but nevertheless the girl admitted the truth of her lover's words that now look disappointed.
Willa reached for Lukman's hand, looking them in the eye. Engraved a sweet smile on the lips of Winda. In order to keep his relationship with Lukman, Winda must tell him everything that happened so that there are no secrets between them.
*****
Melaka Beach Malaysia 5 years ago
The sea breeze blows gently humming melodiously accompanied the smooth waves of the beach that came to hit the row of fishing boats moored on the shore. The warm twilight sun emitting an orange glow slightly calmed the piece of heart that was currently silent fretfully.
Under a tree of wood, Rio sat hugging his knees. Worries about Yusri's safety are growing. Rio's face looked desperate. It is undeniable, if the bad assumptions that have befallen Yusri at this time have hit his mind several times.
“If I don't get to the port tomorrow afternoon, don't wait for me. You go home with the fishing boat, get them more pay. Remember, leave this item to Jafar,” said Yusri's order last night still ringing in Rio's ears.
A complaint of heavy breathing crashed. Rio released the bag that had been perched on his back since last night. He threw a big bag of drugs on the ground. Highlight Rio's eyes staring at the bag he fought for to sacrifice Rani's life and perhaps also the life of Yusri, his brother.
“What should I do,” Inner Rio.
Rio's eyes turned towards a fisherman who was busy preparing tools to be used to catch fish, in a moment. Rio knew enough of the 50-year-old man. 4 days ago Yusri, Rani and Rio boarded a boat owned by the half-century man, entering the Malaysian peninsula. Rio hurriedly put up a step towards the old man.
“Good afternoon. Do you remember me?” asked Rio without further ado.
The mid-century man stared at Rio from head to toe. Seen the man thought hard remembering where he had met Rio.
“My name is Rio, sir. His younger brother Yusri,” Rio introduced himself, helping the old man get memories that he may have forgotten.
Hearing Rio mention Yusri's name, the old man raised his index finger. Engraved a smile on his lips, “oooh... iye, iye. Ape this thing, Yusri mane?”
The old man looked up to see the figure of Yusri and his wife, but not even seen. According to the old man's premonition, there must be something wrong with Yusri, everything was clearly visible from Rio's disheveled clothes and there were also traces of mud soiling his clothes.
Although it was slightly different in language, Rio was still able to understand the question posed to him. Really Rio did not know what answer should be given to the old man.
“Gini je... pak cik do not want to know ape keje korang here. You want to come across to?” asked the old man, ending the confusion Rio felt.
“Iya sir. I want to join nyebrang,” replied Rio rather stiff.
“Ha... you can come, but if ade ape-ape on the road later, you are responsible, you know... uncle do not know ape-ape.... like mane?”
Hearing the requirements of the old man, Rio head nodded quickly, “iya, yes my uncle agreed,” Rio is like having hope to live after listening to the easy terms of the old fisherman.
From the top of the wooden boat, Rio looked at the shoreline which looked increasingly distant. His heart was relieved, Rio's two hands hugged his backpack. Fill that bag that will change his life for the better.
**Mataram City Lombok Island Indonesia**
Rio squinted his eyes as he vaguely saw the figure of a large tall person at the end of that small and narrow passageway. Rio's footsteps that were slow are now getting faster, impatient to convey the bad news that has befallen Yusri to Jafar.
“Who do you want to find?!” ask the big tall man. Because Rio is still counted as a new person in the mafia world, then not many other mafia members recognize him.
“I want to find the boss,” replied Rio, briefly.
“Currently boss again rest. You come tomorrow only.”
“Tell the boss, I'm Rio Yusri's sister.”
Hearing Yusri's name, the tall man looked at Rio with a probing gaze, “wait here!”
Before long, the man walked out of the small gate of Jafar's house. The man did not speak a word, just a head gesture that he gave as a gesture of letting Rio in to meet Jafar.
Jafar was silent for quite a while, his body stunned on the sova, hearing the bad news of Yusri's death. Although Jafar knew prison and death were terrible risks that must be accepted by every criminal, but it is undeniable that he felt the loss of Yusri's death. Although cunning, but Yusri is very trustworthy. It's not easy to get a smart and brave man like Yusri.
“Did Yusri leave nothing?” jafar asked, his voice sounded hoarse.
“I did not have time to grab the bag that Yusri brought, boss. Back then he was already surrounded and instantly shot,” Rio face down.
Jafar took a deep breath. The middle-century man stepped into the room, but before long he came out carrying a black plastic package in his hand, he placed it on the table right in front of Rio.
Rio stared at the black plastic pack with full of question marks, “what is this boss?”
Jafar breathed heavily, “then Yusri once told me about his grandmother. The money is my tribute to Yusri. Give the money to his grandmother, the money must be enough for the living expenses of his grandmother Yusri.”
Rio was sitting leisurely on a padded chair in an empty building that he had created as his secret base. He leaned his back, his feet on the table. Impressions of memories of his cunning 5 years ago re-greet his mind.
Rio was able to lie to Yusri, his half-brother as well as Jafar, his boss, for his own sake.
Rio was reminded of Yusri's words long ago.
“*If you want to be a loved one, kind and useful to the community, then you must learn sincerely. But if you want to be a feared and respected person, then you must do everything in your own interests, never think about halal or haram. If you commit a crime don't take responsibility*.”
Rio practiced the words of Yusri long ago to the present. Those words were also what triggered Rio to lie to Yusri and Jafar. For Rio, in this world no one can help but money.
A sardonic smile was engraved on Rio's lips. The plan went well. Yusri, who has always been a barrier stone since lately, has been arrested by police. Now no one can protect the queen. Rio must immediately force the girl to open her mouth, informing the drug lays that Hendrik hid before being killed.
