RECIDIVISTS
CHAPTER 14
Yos was still able to sleep soundly in a police detention cell despite only having an arm, since such a thing had become a habit in his life.
Two police officers who served in the Tahti section (prisoners and evidence) only took a glance through the body of Yos Hidayat who was still on his back, sleeping.
Early in the morning, as soon as dawn rang out, all the prisoners were obliged to get up to bathe, get ready for congregational prayer with the other prisoners. If non-Muslims are resistant, then he will be ordered to worship according to their respective religions. Such is the rule for prisoners applied in West Nusa Tenggara Police since long ago. Such a rule is intended to educate the hard character of the criminal in order to remember his Lord. Unlike Yos, however, he never obeyed the directives. If anyone disturbs his sleep, then the man does not hesitate to act beyond the limits of thought.
“Morning sir,” greet a woman on two police officers who are on guard. The woman brought a sweeper.
“Yes. Morning,” said the two police members.
Despite having just sat on his wooden chair, the two police officers got back up, realizing the intention of the woman's arrival. They were both seen busy moving chairs and tables before being swept away. The squeaking sound of wooden chairs and tables being pulled on the floor did not disturb Yos sleep in the least.
“You are the wife of the deceased Naufal, yes?” ask a police officer.
For a moment the woman stopped her activity, “iya sir. Mr. Anom said, we are here only in the care step, he does not want bad things to happen to us,” said the woman.
“Oooh... so yes... my name is Herman, whose name are you?” the police officer introduced himself.
Herman does look friendly, in contrast to another coworker who just sits reading a newspaper that is indeed already located on the table.
“Yes sir, I already know, the name of Mr. Herman Jayadi. My name is Darmayanti.”
Herman looks astonished to hear the statement of Darmayanti who claimed to already know his name, “from where do you know my name, have we met before?”
Darmayanti commented on the thin smile, her eyes gesturing towards the name tag emblazoned on Herman's official clothes.
Herman pats the forehead, “oh yes too! Ha...ha.. I am so, can not see beautiful women,” joked Herman.
“Man, I went to a temporary shop, wanted to find breakfast,” said Herman's co-worker who was busy with his newspaper.
Herman looks younger than his co-worker. When viewed at a glance, the age of Herman and Darmayanti looks the same.
“Eh... I tipped rice wrap 2.” Herman reached into his pants pocket and stretched out a piece of money to his partner.
Darmayanti continued her work that had been delayed for a while. He felt uncomfortable being in that place alone with a man, even though there were some prisoners in that place.
“You've had breakfast?” ask Herman.
“Not yet. I just saw the father here, the new father duty here huh?” Darmayanti answered and asked.
From behind bars, Herman reviewed the prisoners who were busy with their respective activities. There was only one of the prisoners who was still sleeping lulled in a dream in the morning. The prisoner slept on his stomach next to the door, the main room of the holding cell.
“Iya. Previously I was a duty in the Central Lombok police station. It's my first day of duty here.”
Darmayanti did not respond to Herman when her eyes saw the figure of Erni, her little daughter walking over. The boy still looks carefree playing with a ping pong ball in his left hand. Several times Erni bounced ping pong balls to the floor while running towards her mother's arms.
“Mmmuah.. mama's daughter has woken up apparently,” a kiss dearly stop at Erni's soft cheeks.
The little girl hugged Darmayanti tightly, she looked pouting in her mother's arms. The sound of Erni's sobbing made Darmayanti stretch her arms.
“Lo... still morning, my mother's daughter is sad,” Darmayanti carved a forced smile.
“Mama... papa where to go, why haven't you picked us up yet? Erni wants to go home,” asked Erni, plain.
Herman, who had been an observer, felt sympathy to see an innocent little girl, losing a father who should always be beside her.
The innocent question of a little girl who still does not understand the rigors of life makes Darmayanti nanar heart, but the young mother reviews a hollow smile. As much as possible he hides the grief that is now afflicting. Darmayanti did not want to look sad in front of her daughter.
“Papa will go outside the area, dear. Later if papa comes home with souvenirs, Erni also has been able to go to school again, if papa comes home, later,” feels tight in Darmayanti's chest when giving a lie answer to her daughter, when she gives a lie to her daughter, but Darmayanti had to do it.
At once Erni jumped happily hearing a lie that she did not understand from a mother. The little girl skips around cheerfully, “ye.. ye, Erni school again... ye.. ye, play with friends again.”.
Hearing the news from the mother, soon the father will come to pick her up making Erni cheerfully, running around the front of the holding cell.
Herman gave a small smile, seeing the cheerfulness of a 5-year-old little girl. Another case with Darmayanti who looks restless. Although today he escaped the question of his daughter who is heartbreaking, but somehow he will lie to the little girl who does not understand anything.
For a while Darmayanti and her daughter were entrusted at the home of one of the policewomen, but for several days she lived in Polda, almost all of her time was spent at the bayangkara clinic, where she lived, because Darmayanti has notabene a midwife, then AKP Anom asked him to help in the clinic.
“Erni come on baby, shower first!” darmayanti.
How shocked Darmayanti was when she saw her daughter, sitting in front of the door of the holding cell. Erni looks tugging at the sleeves of a prisoner who is still busy sleeping lulled in a dream.
“Om... om..” from behind the door, Erni moves the arm of a prisoner to wake up from a dream.
The sound of the prisoner's breathing snorted violently, he turned his back to Erni, but the little girl still pulled the prisoner's sleeves even louder.
Darmayanti is very worried to see her daughter disturb the sleep of a prisoner. He was afraid that his daughter would be harmed. Just now Darmayanti wants to stop Erni, but Herman gets in the way.
“Biarin. This hour is still sleeping?” ketus Herman's.
“But later..”.
Darmayanti had not had time to spend his words, Herman cut off the conversation, “quietly, he would not dare to act all kinds. This is a police station, not a place to sleep.”
“Ooom... Please take that ball!!!” yelled Erni, losing patience.
Next to the prisoner's eyes open, his hand reached for a small ball and then stretched out to Erni, but just as Erni was about to greet a speech, the prisoner pulled back his hand.
“Eit... later on,” says prisoner.
Erni's forehead raised next door, she gave a suspicious look at the prisoner, “what the hell is om?”
“You have disturbed sleep om,” the prisoner tried to scare Erni, but did not look the slightest fear ripple on the little girl's face.
From some distance Darmayanti and Herman just observe the movements of Erni and the prisoner.
“Ok hold now om want what?” sergeant Erni.
“Om want to know your name. Can we contact?”
Erni retraced near the door of the holding cell, the little girl reached out her right hand, “my name is Erni. Um, why can't you be there? Mending out, we play outside.”
Engraved an amused smile on Yos lips heard the plain babble of a little girl.
“Come take a shower first,” Darmayanti distracts both of them.
“Let's play again yeah, om,”
Yos just nodded as he looked at the steps of the mother and child who were getting away, his gaze was empty no matter what he was thinking at the moment.
*****
I don't know what will be said by the rutan leader, soon when he sees the arrival of the Winda. After a week of suddenly disappearing without any clarity first, it will definitely make the sack ask long and wide. In fact it could be Winda in non-activate work. Winda took a deep breath, he was ready to receive the wrath from his leader.
The pace of Winda's footsteps changed slowly when he passed a woman, a traveling herbal medicine merchant. The condition of the hallway is rather narrow, making pedestrians who use the road must increase the speed of footsteps when passing. Winda deliberately passed through the hallway, because the alley was the only shortcut to the detention house. Look into the eyes of the Winda and the traveling herbal medicine merchant met before they exchanged smiles.
“You mbak?” ask the woman.
Once again Winda gave a smile, “not mbak, thank you.”
Winda again paddled the pace, he had to get to the detention house before Lukman found him. Lukman has not allowed him to leave the house before it is completely safe, but before Lukman woke up, Winda came out of the house secretly. After all until when he had to go on and keep hiding like a fugitive.
From a distance Lukman watched the movements of Winda. Earlier, when Winda came out of the house, Lukman just pretended to sleep, he wanted to keep an eye on the movements of Vinda. Lukman should know, with whom the Winda has been in contact for the past two weeks. Undeniably, deep down in his heart implied a line of suspicion.
Lukman blinked his eyes, looking at Vinda. It was seen that the girl's steps stopped when two tall men forced Winda into a car that had indeed been parked on the side of the road, the end of the alley. From the style of the dress, the two men looked like street thugs. Lukman started running small chasing the car that took Winda away from nowhere, but Lukman was unable to do anything he could only watch the four-wheeled vehicle pass away.
Lukman's mind raged, all sorts of assumptions playing in his brain, “who are these people, is there a second person who wants the life of Winda?”
Question after question flashed through Lukman's mind. It looks like the man reached into the rough pocket of his shirt looking for a cell phone, contacting someone. Unlike usual, Lukman's innocent face now looks serious and sad, talking through a mobile phone. Several times the man gasped in a rough breath before getting into a taxi that stopped right in front of him.
