Sidewalk

Chapter 99

Lala and Getra re-entered Dirga's treatment room, quietly returning to their original seats.

"Can you tell us everything?" Ask Resa.

Lala started her story. "My son, not Dirga's son, but Dirga's best friend's son" Lala said.

"Your son Naff?" Sam interrupted just like that.

"What?! Just know how it's not possible my son!" Arnaff protests.

"No, my son's father is Romi" Lala said.

"That night Romi would come to pick me up, he wanted to marry me, but something happened to Romi" Lala said.

"Romi wants to get married? That's not possible! He's a man who hates marriage commitments, how does he want to get married? Mostly he ran away from responsibility!" arnaff.

"The first Romi I saw, it was Romi like that, and the Romi I knew, changed a lot!" lala protest.

"Why did Dirga marry you?" ask Sam.

"Lala and Dirga are innocent, both just stuck, and must forge a marriage bond." Getra began to tell about the tragedy that befell Romi that night, until he trapped Dirga, so Dirga and Lala married because of the insistence of angry citizens, because in their territory there are those who commit adultery.

"It turns out that the Shafi knew about our long silent marriage, meeting on the street, meeting at the Hospital, and meeting on the night of the bday party. Shafi knows, but he is silent" Lala said.

Resa was astonished, all this time Syafi hid the wound behind his cheerfulness.

"Before leaving, the Shafi came to me, asking me to make Dirga happy, how Dirga could be happy if he left, Dirga's happiness was only him."

"That birthday party night, I shouldn't have come, Shafi must have thought I was there because I was Dirga's second wife." Lala could no longer hold back the tears that wanted to escape from her eyes.

"Why did you leave that night with tears?" Sela Arnaff's.

"I was sick, as Shafi felt that he knew Dirga was remarried, as a woman, even though I was a bad woman! Will not be willing to share a husband with any woman in this world! I'm sick of that pain, and I hate myself so much, why I'm a poison in people's households."

Getra rubbed Lala's back, giving her sister strength.

"I'm sorry, I don't want this to happen either, but fate played me, until I got caught up in this bond." Lala wiped her tears.

Resa approached Lala, sat down beside the woman and hugged her. "I understand your position. I also understand Dirga's position." Resa looked at Sam. "Honey .. please send your men to find Shafi."

"Here, some of my men in Kalimantan are ready to supervise the Shafi," replied Sam.

"Now, let's lure Romi's enemies out, do you want to help me?" Ask Getra.

"What kind of help do you want?" Ask Sam.

Getra started telling her the plan.

"Film …."

The faint voice sounded from the direction of Dirga's bed. Everyone looked at Dirga.

Arnaff went straight to Dirga. "Hey wake up, the heroine of K'O, how do you fight for Shafi if you are still weak" said Arnaff.

Slowly Dirga opened her eyes, she looked shocked to see the many people around her.

Sam immediately approached Dirga and hugged her. "I'm sorry, I'm judging you, without asking you, I really understand how tormented you are."

"I am also wrong Sir, I keep this a secret because I do not want to hurt the heart of the Shafi with thorns, because of this marriage, it turns out I hurt his heart with a sword, because he knows a secret I've kept. Before I expected, before the Shafi knew, I had found Romi, but-" Dirga had trouble speaking, his jaw was painfully moved.

"It's been 3 hours, soon Shafi will land in Banjarmasin." Said Sam.

"Your phone, Dirga. From now on it goes on, don't tell me it's from your third wife!" oceh Arnaff's.

"Owh, from the campus chat group Alumni class Shafi, two months ago, I read there was an incoming message, a notification that there would be a reunion, I did not want Syafi to go home for a reunion, I took out the Shafi's number from the group, and asked to enter a new number."

Sam patted his side, because of Dirga's behavior. "If the Shafi knows, he's getting mad at you!"

"When's reunion?" ask Arnaff.

"Tomorrow."

"May Shafi not know, if he knows there is a college reunion he, then the greater his anger," said Resa.

Sam's phone rang, seen some photos sent by his men on his phone.

"Shafi has arrived." Sam showed Dirga a photo of Shafi.

"The face of the Shafi is very pale, is he sick?" Sela Arnaff's.

"He often drunk travel, sometimes to school he often nausea and dizziness" interrupted Dirga.

The last photo shows the Shafi throwing up near a garbage can.

On the other side of the earth.

The Shafi looked at the clouds visible from the glass of the plane. The beautiful memories with Dirga were very clear he saw, the shadows of Dirga and Lala also adorned his mind.

"I'm gonna start my life Brother, I'm gonna try to be happy without brother." Shafi slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long the Shafi fell asleep, when he woke up his ear was greeted by the sound of an announcement that the plane would soon land.

Shafi was very happy, finally this plane stopped too, his stomach was very hungry, he immediately went, got off the plane, crammed with other passengers. Struggles so extra, limp body, throbbing head, and nausea also still torment him, even though the contents of his stomach is no longer anything to be removed.

Shafi stopped his steps, sat back in one of the empty passenger seats he passed, he picked up a vomit bag, and continued to spit out saliva vomit that felt very bitter. Feeling better, Shafi continued his footsteps.

A torrential wind blew away the end of the pashmina veil that the Shafi wore. Both of his eyes were closed enjoying the wind that was welcoming him.

"Greetings come, in Banjarmasin saribu river, amang friendly, panaguran pangurihingan …." The Shafi steadied his footsteps, beginning a new life step that he was about to live. 

"Gee!" The shafi held something trying to come out of his mouth. Seeing that there was a trash can in front of him, the Shafi immediately went there spilling what was left of his stomach.

Feeling better, the Shafi waved his hand at one of the taxi cars waiting for their prospective passengers.

The Shafi immediately got into the taxi. "Uncle parakan ulun ka paparak food stalls here, grate hungry ulun banar," he asked.

(Uncle, take me to a food stall near here, my stomach is very hungry.)

"Handak nang where's ding?" ask the taxi driver.

(Where's that, deck?)

"Uncle-ai's rock." The Shafi positioned himself comfortably.

(Where can I.)

The taxi slowly drove away from the airport. Shafi was taken to a simple restaurant. He immediately paid the taxi fare, after getting off the taxi, Shafi spurred his footsteps towards the food stall in front of him.

At the moment he just wants to eat, does not attach importance to what menu, which is important warm rice and a glass of iced orange to relieve the sense of eneg because of drunk travel.

*****

Sorry late, signal sometimes hard in my place.

Sorry too, if approaching the end of the story is bland or less shady, this is my weakness in writing difficult to make a memorable ending.