RECIDIVISTS
CHAPTER 3
Rutan Praya Central Lombok 10 years ago
The sound of scraping the iron door opened rustling deafening ears. After nearly a week in a small cell a 19-year-old prisoner was finally released from his cell room, he was allowed to freely associate with the other residents with a record of good behavior.
Just now the warden who opened the door disappeared from sight, already seen a large high-bodied inmate came to the juvenile prisoner.
“Tap,” the large high-bodied inmate firmly gripped the young prisoner's wrist.
“Cute me!” the inmate's orders, drawing the young prisoner's hand, which had just been released from the restroom, were like a rat's hole.
Seeing from the way he was treated harshly, the young prisoner already felt that something bad would befall him in a moment, but he was reluctant to make a sound to ask. Whatever happens, he is ready to face.
The corner of the young prisoner's eyes rolled over the door of a large room, with the number 12 above the door.
“Instead, inside there is someone waiting for you,” command the big-bodied inmate.
Just stepping foot into the room with a capacity of 10 convicts, the sound of clapping someone's hands was heard greeting the ears. The young prisoner's eyes were clear, suspicious.
“Look... Our little thugs have come!!” exclaim someone who looks the oldest among all occupants of room number 12.
“You go into the room of a playful person, say hello!!” a resident of that room.
Although very young, but the residents who are still resistant status look calm with a rude assault from a man who looks sad, he still did not flinch reluctantly to obey the orders of the convict-status residents.
“My name is Jafar, what is your name?” ask the person who introduced himself as Jafar.
“Yusri.. Yusri Hidayat,” replied the young prisoner, indifferently.
Yusri still feels suspicious thinking about the purpose he was taken to the room of the drug dealers. The corner of Yusri's eyes drifted to the left and right of the corner of the room, seen the residents were busy burning small glass with matches that had been in the fire setting, also seen some people who are connoisseurs of methamphetamine type drugs exhale the smoke of pleasure.
“Aaaah... smoke god..!” their voices were soft, afraid of being caught by the guards.
“You like that,” asked Jafar.
“Ngak. Fuck all that,” hiss Yusri.
“Nah... This word I want to hear,” muttered Jafar.
Indeed Jafar felt attracted to Yusri, the middle-aged man saw a very high ambition in the eyes of a Yusri Hidayat.
There was still one big question Jafar was going to ask Yusri, but the middle-aged man did not want to rush over.
“Let me talk alone with this little thug!” jafar's orders caught the attention of all the occupants of the room, as they exchanged glances before they left the room one by one.
“They are all amateur criminals. Robbing, stealing without calculation just to dapetin the price of a packet of sabu,” said Jafar, look at Jafar and Yusri accompanied the steps of their departure, “and you stop by this detention house on what basis?” ask Jafar, at the point of the biggest question.
Yusri silently replied, the sound of fine breathing blowing from his nostrils, “when he was a child, first. I aspired to be a soldier, but both my parents wanted me to be a robber.”
Seen a few lines of wrinkles on Jafar's forehead heard Yusri's reply. He said Yusri's confession made no sense. No parent wants their children to walk the wrong line.
“Haha... I also have a child, but never want my son to follow in my footsteps, so drug dealer.”
“Many things you don't know yet. Ok already, thanks for talking to me,” Yos got up from his seat, wanted to leave the room.
“Wait..!” jafar's voice is like a remote control that makes Yusri's footsteps stop instantly, “I can make you live all well, even if you want.”
Jafar's words briefly managed to make Yusri turn back, long enough they collided with gazes. Soon they both laughed loudly, meaningfully.
Room number 12 as seen from the cell room makes Yos memory thrown away reminiscing about the past. It sounded as if the man was breathing heavily, drawing Fendi's attention.
Fendi traced the direction of Yos's view, “it was Yadi's room, the biggest drug dealer in central Lombok.
Yos felt interested in Fendi's story, but he was still petrified, not knowing what was in his mind now.
“Your head why bandaged?” yos asked, his eyes were still straight looking at room number 12.
“So I got a drug case. I'm a courier dealer from west Lombok. West Lombok dealers cannot enter selling materials to central Lombok, but I am just a hired man,” said Fendi, excited.
Engraved a cynical smile on Yos lips. Precisely guessed, their problems revolve around the circulation of drugs that have indeed often been a problem since the beginning.
“When will we be exited from this cell?” ask Yos.
“Kita.?” there was a question mark playing in Fendi's mind, “if I wouldn't be outside. If you do, maybe tomorrow,” terka Fendi.
“You want money?” Yos asked his silly question.
*****
The faces of his wife and son who had fallen asleep were so innocent. Naufal looked long at the faces of the two who were the pillar of his spirit to continue fighting, the face gave coolness in Naufal's heart.
While at the side of the family, as much as possible Naufal throw away the problem of work or anything concerned in the outside world, from his mind. While at home, he focuses his attention entirely on the family, but unlike tonight, the man looks restless.
Naufal got up from his bed, he burned a cigarette before getting out of bed.
From outside the building there was a noise, music played in a nightclub. Naufal deliberately chose a nightclub as a place to meet because occasionally he also wanted to touch a bottle of his favorite drink, whisky.
“Drink boss?” ask Dony.
“Yeah.”
No need to wait for orders, Dony already knows his boss' favorite drink. Seen Dony called some bar tender men to enliven the atmosphere, but Naufal prevented.
Naufal sat on a long sofa, crossed legs,” do not need to use the tender bar, there is something I have to say.”
Hearing orders from his boss, Dony sat back down, two sexy women approaching their seats.
“You go first, ntar I call,” command Dony, he poured whisky into a small glass in front of Naufal.
“I plan to ngehandle central Lombok,” Naufal start to open talk.
Dony's face looks confused by Naufal's statement of desire, drug trafficking in central Lombok is under Yadi's orders, it is unlikely that Yadi will stay silent if Naufal's men enter the central Lombok region.
“It looks like it's hard boss. Although we can afford to sail all the thugs in Mataram to plow the central Lombok region, but Yadi will definitely defend his territory. Well.. this will clearly trigger a commotion and the police will certainly not stay silent, we're dealers. Udah boss, do not think too far, we just enjoy what is,” Dony conveyed his instincts.
Hearing the thoughts that Dony conveyed, Naufal still looked calm, he sipped a glass of whisky in front of him. In a hurry, Dony refills Naufal's empty glass.
“You know Yusri Hidayat?” naufal asked, not wanting to waste any time, serving the instincts that Dony offered.
Dony's head was slow-mouthed, signalling that he recognized Yusri Hidayat's name, “ I admit, even though the people we paid were numerous and brave, but until now, there is no one as clever, subtle and as brave as Yusri, but there is no point we hope that people who uda become residents of hell.”
Engraved in a satisfied smile on Naufal's lips, the man sat cross-legged leaning leisurely on the sofa, exhaling cigarette smoke into Dony's face.
“Yusri Hidayat is alive. Now he is in the middle Praya Lombok city rutan. Tomorrow afternoon, I want you to go to the rutan of central Lombok, meet and offer him a job.!” Naufal's Order.
Once again Dony's head nodded, now he understood Naufal's plan, wanted to master the circulation of the drug business in central Lombok. With the expansion of development such as star-rated hotels, circuits in Mandalika central Lombok, tourists will come to the place and that is where the high profits of drug business in central Lombok. Undoubtedly, in silence Dony admired Naufal's ingenuity.
