RUSTY

PART 1'S

Rusty Skeleton..

The story begins in a village, in western Java.

Populated villages are not too dense, making the daily atmosphere seem calm.

Nature has not been touched by much city life. There is not much air pollution and there is no such thing as factory waste.

Even the villagers, it is still rare to have a motor vehicle.

Even if there are, maybe only middle class people and up.

Because it is in fact. Before the 80s. Vehicles such as cars or motorcycles, are considered luxury vehicles.

Most of the locals only have bicycles. It can also be said to be capable.

Because there are still many people who cannot buy a bicycle.

Because of that era, it is still a normal era. Normal in the sense that it is enough if the daily needs are met.

You can eat and sleep well and dream well...

The village, led by a highly respected kades.

Wherever he went, everyone greeted him.

But there is his unfavorable attitude that he highlighted.

As a leader of a village, which has a people or a poor majority of the population he looks fairly excessive.

Kades, whose full name is Surinto Panjita, never walk.

He preferred to drive a corona sedan car, which at that time was quite good !

He only opened the windshield of his car if anyone raised a sign of respect, only nodding without answering.

Likewise, if in his house that is always closed.

Mr. Kades is rarely seen, even if there is someone who needs his help.

The house is 2 floors with a floor mat attached to large tiles.

Large windows with dark glass. So people can't see from the outside.

Mr. Kades has two sons.

The first one was named Caraka. And his brother's name is Ramli.

Caraka already has a wife named Siti Sundari.

From their marriage they have been blessed with a tiny baby just 5 months old.

Ramli is single.

These two sons of kades sir, are lazy people.Alias never worked.

Caraka, even though he is married and has children, still remains severely unemployed.

The daily necessities for his little family were still from his parents.

Likewise with his sister, Ramli.The young man often makes trouble.

He is always drunk munuman.She also often makes a scene.

It seemed like he had always prided himself on his parents' position, so people were disinclined and reluctant to deal with him.

Tragic events.

Caraka, often urinated when he saw Damar, a young man who successfully lived in Jakarta as a seller of fried duck, who has now become the boss and has a member in developing his trading business.

Why Caraka, must urgently look at Damar?

The reason...Damar, when going home and coming back always bring a big motorbike, which has never been in the village.

Maybe the motorbike has Damar, only in the dream of young people in the village. Including Caraka...

Caraka. He's not a kid kades, same time lose to Damar, who's just a seller of fried duck.?

" I should be able to have a bike like that, Father I'm a rich man. He's gonna buy me a bike...But if not,, then,,,? " Carek, said to yourself.

He really has been obsessed with the big bike belongs to Damar.

He also dared to ask his father.

" Caraka, though, your father is a kades. How could you possibly buy such a motorcycle that is expensive.

Gajih father is not much, son,, not to mention you also have to bear the cost of living your family...You should have worked.! You already have your own family, time must continue to hang the life of the same father...

I'm confused about you guys. You never want to work. So did Ramli. He often pisses me off. Always making a fuss...!" Answer mr. kades, expressing his frustration.

Then go into his room.

Caraka's attitude, it's getting colder. After her father refused her request. He even touched his feelings by saying he was just troubling his father.

" I'm pissed off by dad..!" Caraka Sudang.

" What's dad, why, then,,,?"

" I asked for the same motorbike Dad. Uh, he said something like that.! I am lazy, unemployed..He is a kades...Time just buy a motorbike he can not afford... Shame on me..!"

" What dad said, it's true ko mass,, 'Should be mas, as head of household for me and our son, mas it works...Endure me and my son. Not to be a burden on your father, mas...!" Reply wife.

" Oh...So you've been siding with dad, too. And always blame me,,,!"

" I'm not defending dad, mas. But that is a fact, if you are just an unemployed...Yes already. Just take the word dad...!"

" Don't make me feel more emotional..Shut up and don't chatter anymore. You useless woman.! You should've helped persuade dad, so he could buy me a motorbike. And this is also for you,,,!"

" For my sake you say..? I don't need a motor. All I need and all I want is... How does it feel to be able to enjoy a husband's living from his own sweat. Not as a beggar or a prankster to your parents,,!"

" That's enough. Or I'll make you sorry..!" Caraka, hands up to slap his wife.

" Come hit me...! I've regretted having an unemployed husband like you,,,!!!" Shouted his wife loudly.

Plaque !

Caraka's slap landed on his wife's right cheek.

The woman was grim but did not complain. Even bravely she challenged for her husband to hit her again.

Caraka, speechless. Down and let his wife sob...

Caraka, relax. And in his heart he admitted that what his wife had said was true.

But his mind and common sense were already covered by his high sense of prestige.

In his memory there is only a shadow of a big motor...

Almost all night he couldn't sleep. His brain kept spinning, thinking of finding ways to earn money and money.

Caraka, try to talk about this to her mother.

But the result is the same.!

There's no other way to make money except,,,,?

The night before dawn.

Caraka settles into the precipitate entering her parents' room, which happens to be unlocked.

Opening one drawer after another on his father's desk.

He didn't find anything there.

His eyes were watching his parents who were sleeping.

His steps moved closer to the wardrobe.

Saf demi saf it's ransacking. And on the bottom saf in that closet. He saw a jewelry box.

With thumping chest. He opened the lid of the box made of bronze.

His eyes widened instantly. A set of gold jewelry made his mouth gap wide.

" Gold,, I think it's gonna be a lot of money if I sell it later...!" It's in the heart.

She wrapped all the jewelry, with a handkerchief that she had originally used as her face cover.

Slowly, he put the empty box back in its place. Then left his parents' room.

But he was less thorough, the drawer in the saf closet was less tightly closed. The closet door was not closed properly.

And there was a pair of eyes, which were watching him behind the dish rack.

Her morning.

Ranti's mother, the wife of Mr. Kades was surprised and surprised to see the closet door that was not tightly closed

Especially after seeing the position of clothes is a bit messy.

And his surprise became even more so, when he touched the jewelry box became light.

Quickly he opened it.

" Huh. It's blank..!" She was shocked and she woke her husband up.

" What's wrong, ma'am, just bother..!?" Mr. kades had to wake up lazily.

" It's a loh sir,, the mother's jewels are all gone...Don't let our house last night come the thief..!"

Mr. Kades immediately got up from his bed, and started checking everything. From the wardrobe, work desk drawers to the front door sampung and back. It turns out everything is safe. Still locked tight.

Then why is the closet open and who took his wife's jewelry ?

Seriate.