Respect Movement
Love the Nation
“If I think both are wrong, law enforcement and corrupt. If law enforcement dares to give a deterrent sentence, then the law enforcement I give ten thumbs up.”
“You deserve to be the chairman of KPK Galung” he said with full confidence
Faris.
“Thank you Faris, but I think it's far from proper.”
"What do you think should be done to eliminate corruption?”
“The death sentence, China has proven it.”
“Pas once, I also want the death penalty applied in Indonesia, but what can ya!”
“Can only Galung as long as the DPR wants to make death penalty rules, if necessary KUHP must be revised.”
"Not the DPR, we must also be ready, the KPK also seems to want to be dissolved. Many people do not like the existence of KPK at this time. The KPK needs support!".
"You're right, Lung, but what can we do!"
We're pensive.
"We have to make a move, Lung.”
“What kind of movement do you mean? Demo so, continue to get money to shut up and end of the demo does not so. Already Faris we can not say anything, we are cans.”
“Kaleng-tin.” Faris laughing.
“If the can is gold, what are people not looking for? You think it's all like that Galung, come on move on, this nation is not just ours but this nation belongs to the people of Indonesia. When we were betrayed by corruption, all the people of Indonesia were also betrayed.”
“I understand, Two months ago almost all students will do a massive demonstration. But after being given the money, shut up. They cancelled the plan. That's what you want to get into making a move. Not to mention on our campus. They demo because the money is less shut up, already Faris” I said while shaking hands.
Faris standing. Then his face looked at me ferociously, “If you're an expert on theory, I admit. But if you keep quiet your theory will disappear like an animal carcass. You said this country would be destroyed in a few more years if corruption were passed down. Butwhat? You just sit still, quiet and silent! You're like a villain pretending to be good.” His eyes seem to be coming off.
I'm musing. My breath goes up and down. I look at the land of this country. His words were like agile leeches gnawing at my body.
“We made a breakthrough Galung to help the KPK eradicate corruption,” he said flatly.
"Sorry Faris, I can't, it's impossible. I can't believe it. You're overreacting. We can only pray” I said with a laugh.
Faris looked at me sharply, as sharp as a new samurai who would slash my neck, "You said it's impossible?” He scares me.
“Never be a shadow in your life Galung.” He left me immediately. His head bowed lethargic while flailing.
As he stepped a few meters, I told him, “You mean I'm just a shadow now, you weird human being.” He didn't look. I made him think a thousand times.
I'm going to the store. Serving furniture buyers. Mom's employee delivered the buyer's order. The biggest mama furniture store in Bengkulu city. Other visitors asked about furniture. Starting from the brand, price, and quality. At five in the afternoon we were closed. Mom and I went home soon. We arrived home when Misya put the car into the garage. I just got home from the office too. Get ready to shower, then have dinner together. Misya has already registered a model contest. Tomorrow the day after tomorrow he'll race. Mama cheers on Misya. Father also praised Misya as high as the sky. Before Kak Misya went to sleep, she asked me to accompany her to watch television about Indonesian modeling talent search that succeeded in becoming a ngetop artist. When he saw the artist on TV he also explained to me about the artist's career journey. Almost artists who started from the world of models known.
“So I really want to be like her Galung, look at her that there is no intention to be a model. But her mother was always supportive. If there is a model contest he always goes along. More and more experience. Finally see he is already an artist.”
“Iya.”
“Oh yes. He said it was in your college rowdy, wasn't it?" exclaim Misya while snacking.
“Iya Kak, kok know?”
“Friends Brother who said, he said the police also helped secure?”
“So bad, brother, but now it might be so quiet even though it is still guarded by the police."
“Oh yes, tomorrow night don't forget ya it's sister?”
“Oke sort it out, Brother.”
An hour accompanying Misya in front of the TV, her eyes felt heavy. He went into his room. He said it was sleepy. I'll go to the room immediately. Taking a book, I continued the page yesterday. This book made me forget about time. I didn't feel like I had two and a half, I closed the book and went to sleep. Letting my body be covered in night dew. On a clear morning Mbok Emi was awake, after the dawn prayer he immediately prepared breakfast. Mbok Emi knows that breakfast is very important.
“Lung, later tonight don't forget,” exclaimed Misya when reaching for her plate.
I nodded while sipping warm tea.
“Iya Kak.”
"Where are the preparations, brother?" ask dad.
"Yes, later want to go to the salon again to look fresh.”
“Father pray that the beautiful father's son win, amen.”
“Amin, thanks Yah.”
I finished eating first. He immediately went to work. Misya went back to the room for a while, then prepared the shoes and then left. Mom's coming to the furniture store. He has a promise from a buyer. The shop usually does not open this morning. But because it has promised customers inevitably have to be kept. After breakfast I take a shower, then go to college. I met Faris, I asked him what he meant yesterday. He just said think. Two hours I was pensive, back and forth the library. Then open the book even though my mind is flying through Faris' words. In the corner of the new library I know the max. I'm going downstairs, I'm meeting Faris. Then I talked about corruption.
“You already know the max?” ask Faris.
“Iya, I already know,” I said with a smile.
I took her to the cafeteria. We sat in the canteen.
Ordering coffee.
“If we both can not, we have to invite other students as well.”
"You're sure all the students have the same intentions as us?" I said while sipping warm coffee.
"It does not have to be all Galung, five or six people can, you remember Pak Soekarno once said, give me ten young men I will shake the world," said Faris imitating Sukarno's style.
I chuckle at him.
“Iya, yes.” I'm nodding.
"We, the new Indonesia that wants to be shaken, the time of six people just can not!" His fingers form a large and small globe, “The world and Indonesia are far different Galung. Indonesia is nothing,” he added.
“I understand Faris.”
“Good if you understand.”
We enjoyed the bread served by the canteen. I dipped the bread in the coffee. The layer of bread wrapped in coffee added to the warmth of our chatter. By noon the canteen was getting crowded. We ordered lunch. After lunch, Faris said, “We have to follow the footsteps of Soekarno, no need much. But can.”
“Do not worry,” I said. This afternoon he wanted to meet the lecturer of corruption. He's headed for the lecturer's room. And this afternoon also the announcement of graduation requirements will be taped in the mading. At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon the campus administration had just finished sticking to the announcement. We jostled with other students to see the announcement. I met Boy, a friend I was close to.
“Finally we graduated also Lung.”
“Iya Boy's. Uh, for a moment, your appearance has changed huh, wah.”
“Listen-heard you've broken up with your girlfriend huh.”
“That's Boy.”
“Why did you guys break up?”
“I can't possibly tell you in front of a crowd like this Boy.” I said with a wink.
“You must be ashamed if not you who decided women as beautiful as him.”
“Boy, you've never been attracted to a woman like her, beautiful, smart. He's like a new mercy car coming out of the Boy.” factory
Boy nodding, “I'm just nanya, who's dead, you or him?”
“Not me and not him either.”
“Then who?”
“ Only Time, Boy.”
“Ah, you will admit that he decided on you!” boy said in disbelief.
“Suach Boy.”
“Who is not interested in women like that,” he said, he pulled me away from the mading.
“What Boy, you also like him.”
“Yes you asked me, now I answer you angry.”
“OK, okay. We're not just breaking up. But he disappeared Boy. Until now I lost track of him. He suddenly disappeared Boy. These last words Boy, “Love me as you love this nation. And love this nation as you love me. So Boy.”
Andri, his girlfriend Boy approached and pulled him. “Sorry, I have more business, next time we meet ya, just look for him, maybe he wants proof of you” he said away.
“Still the advice Boy.”
I met Faris in front of the lecturer's room. “Send again said the father, he said he again had lunch, tomorrow I will report the results of our conversation later.”
“OK, then I go home first.”
“Oke.” I stepped out leaving him.
I went to the mom's shop. Truck parked in front of the store. They dismantle the new furniture. Mama told me to check the items that have been taken down. Various types of furniture are ready to decorate our store. When it was finished, the truck left. Mama always gives extra money to the truck members. A car landed in front of our store. One family got out of the car.
“This jepara Pak Rahmat ya?” ask father.
“Iya Sir,” I said with a smile.
“We can look around?”
“Please Sir,”
They pick out the furniture. Sometimes he asked how to care for this jepara to last long. I explain it briefly. He also used to buy it at a jepara store. He said the jepara was a copycat. Because not long the wood is immediately weathered. He was tired and sat down. His wife and children were left to choose.
“You're that father's son huh?”
“Iya Pak.”
“Your father was my friend first, you continue to know also the lawyer his name is Mr Umbargus.”
“Iya knows once sir, that's his office in any there.” I pointed across.
