
"Arifin, I haven't told you about my vision last night, have I?" samsulbahri said to his friend, the next day from the night Nurbaya was poisoned, about two o'clock in the afternoon, when they came home from the house where he paid for food.
"What vision, Sam?" ask Arifin.
"Madly right! Until this time has not been over I thought, right, because I do not know yet, what is it and what does it mean?" "Try telling me; " said Arifin anyway.
"As usual" said Samsu, "ten o'clock at night, go I sleep. About twelve o'clock with no idea why, I suddenly woke up aghast, like someone was waking up.
When I opened my eyes, I saw him near my writing desk, a white shadow, standing behind my chair. It struck me greatly, when I saw the shadow, for in my trump, it was the thief or the wicked pen, who had entered my room."
"But if it's a thief or a criminal, why dress in white?" Arifin.
"That is why it occurred to me, perhaps I was dreaming; then I knitted my thighs, several times. But when it became clear to me that I was no longer sleeping, the white thing was still visible."
"Maybe the scene is not right" said Arifin, who did not want to believe his friend's story.
"Therefore, I cast my eyes for a long time; but the white one shall not be lost."
"Perhaps you are afraid, or when you want to sleep, remember many things about demons and ghosts; so everything you see, apparently as a demon," said Arifin.
"You know for yourself, Arifin, I have no fear of all these things. After all, when I had just opened my eyes, I had seen the white shadow. What a newly awakened person would be afraid, if he had not had a terrible dream!"
"How's it going?" asked Arifin, who apparently began to believe in this story of Samsu.
"As a man, head, body, hand, and foot" said Samsu, "and wearing white silk, which is rare."
"As a human?" asked Arifin who was beginning to feel afraid, even though the day at that time was two noon and people were full on the big road. "Damn! It's scary to hear your story:"
"Truly" answered Samsu. "Seeing this miraculous thing, despite how brave I was, thumped my heart and for so long, knew not what I was going to do. Shout, shame. Anyway my voice won't come out, as strangled people.
To stand up, body and legs feel heavy. Left alone, afraid in case of being persecuted by me. Even though I gave my heart away, my body felt like a flower and my back was exposed to cold water."
"That already?" ask Arifin, who is getting more and more afraid.
"When I look at the white shadow, it looks like the face of the Nurbaya."
"Nurbaya?" asked Arifin in surprise.
"Yes, nothing changed; only his face was a little pale. Therefore though my heart is still worried, may I also give myself, will speak, and then ask, "Who is this?
"And what's the answer?" asked Arifin quickly.
"There is nothing. He is silent and does not move from his place."
"Then?" ask Arifin anyway.
"Then I jumped, to take my pestol from the cupboard, and I was going to go to him. But when that shadow was also lost; where I knew not where it went."
"Thou dare to be right" said Arifin.
"When there came fear of me, and I looked all over the place in case I strangled him from behind. But nothing else seems. Then I put up a lamp and I took my pestol from the closet.
At that time I dared to check to and fro, under the bed, under the table and behind the cupboard, but even though it was invisible, the windows and doors were still locked."
"If I had met such a thing, I would have cried out for help, if I could, yelling. If there's no doubt I'll stiffen up there too, out of fear."
"After I had covered the lamp with paper, so that the light could not be seen from the outside and I put my pestol under my pillow, I lay down.
But after that I could not sleep again; first for fear of his return in my sleep, second for thinking of the miraculous vision. What is it and what is takbir! That's a demon or a ghost!"
"But if it's a ghost, why is it apparently seromanic with the Nurbaya?
The one who became the ghost, wasn't the one who had died, said the person?" reply Arifin.
"Truly, all my life, only then did I see such a shadow" replied Samsu, who never thought, that the Nurbaya was dead. "Not a dream but really a vision."
"What a miracle your vision is. But I hope that I will not meet with such a vision; fear of harm."
"Because I could not sleep anymore, I remembered Nurbaya and my mother, our country and our hometown, and there arose a very deep desire in my heart, to go home to them all and regret me, can not go take Nurbaya back to Padang, recently.
Never before has my heart wanted to go home as hard as last night. In my face was also all the joy and distress, which I had felt, since we walked the road to Mount Padang.
The more I remembered Nurbaya, the more I worried my heart and the more I felt my alpa and my carelessness, releasing her alone, back into the tiger's mouth. Sometimes it worries my heart it evokes feelings, as true Nurbaya gets wretched anyway."
"Ah, the cuisine is so! Soon enough, he's here. If nothing, you'll pick it up; it's done" replied Arifin.
"I mean so too. If the coming Saturday he has not yet come here, I will certainly pick him up to Padang."
With such a conversation, they arrived at the house of the Javanese Doctor School, then continued to their respective rooms. Soon after, a postman brought two strands of wire letters to Samsulbahri.
He asked Arifin, where Samsulbahri was, and was shown by Arifin the room of his friend.
When Arifin, half an hour after that, went to Samsu's room, to ask what wire letter he had received twice, he saw that the door and window were closed.
In the case, Samsu must have slept, to release his sleepiness, due to lack of sleep at night. Because he did not want to disturb his friend, he waited until Samsu woke up again.
Samsu meant before receiving the two wire letters, actually going to sleep; the window was closed.
After the receipt of the letter, he closed the door, for he was to read the news alone; moreover, for the two letters of the wire were very worried about his heart. "Who is this wire from, and how does it sound?" he said in his heart.
"O, probably from Nurbaya, told her she was coming here.
"But one more, from whom?" That was the question that came to his heart.
While thinking this, he opened the two wire letters with trembling hands. After reading the two letters, he collapsed, not telling himself, because the two letters that brought news of the death of Nurbaya and her mother.
How long he lay unconscious, he knew nothing. When he is conscious, he is like a mad man, unable to think and speak. Crying was powerless, as his eyes no longer watered.
After pondering for a long time, he took the paper, and kalam, and he wrote a letter to his father.
This sounds like:
Jakarta, July 13, 1879.
Majesty Ayahanda!
...Before ananda wrote the meaning of ananda and...
...poured out everything that felt in ananda's heart...
...To the Fathers in this letter, first...
...ananda begs forgiveness thousands of mercy to...
...under the ribaan of Father, for ananda's fault...
...who you have done first and what a mistake...
...ananda now, for being brave...
...Calling Father also to Father, though...
...Ayahanda no longer willing to confess the child to...
anandas.
...Ananda knew it was very difficult for...
...Ayahanda, a man of nation and rank...
...high, will draw back the words that have been...
...spanjur. But the reason for this request, is...
...the final demand for ananda,...
...request of one who will soon...
...living in this world, one who will soon...
...leaving this mortal land and...
...e.out of his age, there is no other hope,...
...Only be forgiven and sorry from the father-...
...mother, relatives and relatives, then...
...major mountain people say, but greater...
...ananda's hope, so that ananda's request...
here, I grant you too.
...Is not the man who will be put to death,...
...by his will and given his request...
...finally? Again, this is what Ananda will ask...
...to Ayahanda and once again this,...
...Father will approve ananda's request;...
...because when Father reads this letter,...
...lamalah there is no ananda in this world,...
...but have prostrated to the presence of God...
...rabbulalamin, will beg for mercy or!O...
...All the sins of the great Ananda; for...
...Apparently in this mortal world, it is not possible...
...ananda got that mercy, even though ananda has...
...confessing to ananda's fault and having been anyway...
received a severe punishment.
...Father, why is this world so?...
...Why can't ananda get...
...justice? Isn't this ananda human too,...
...as someone else'? Is not man of nature...
...forget, be weak-hearted and think the non-permanent?...
...Is it only God who is a cadim? Wasn't...
...The man is a maliluk who cannot do...
...I will, if not by the Lord's permission...
...The Almighty? Is not the fate of man not...
...can be made up, for they have been...
...Registered in lauhmahfut and promised,...
...before being born into the world? And not every...
...every mistake, however great, is,...
...Is there also forgiveness? But why...
...the world does not consider justly, but...
...Throw all wrongs to ananda?...
...Although ananda is insyaf and confesses all...
...The error, but not forgiveness or punishment...
...which is easy that ananda got, but...
...as plus the torment given to...
anandas.
...Ananda's fault, however, was not...
...a mild error, but an error...
...who gives disgrace the name of the fathers, the families...
...and hometown and bring sorrow...
...what to some humans, disconnecting...
...Some people, but it must be the judge...
...fair, listen to both sides and not...
just accuse the other side.
...Let alone a weak human heart and...
...soft, while hard rock, can also...
...pierced soft water, when always it falls...
...dotting points on it. Not hard iron, but...
...why can it also be sharpened with stone...
...the fragile one? And what is harder than...
...intan? But it can also be sharpened. Especially ananda,...
...a young man, which is indeed...
...easily fall into such a net;...
...how can I hold my heart? In addition...
...indeed the weak heart of Ananda, it cannot be...
...see distress and misery or iniquity...
...People; especially when the persecuted are friends...
...ananda himself, playmates from small, best friends...
...which is more than siblings. How the...
can you let the persecuted?
...Not that Ananda will drop everything...
...Mistakes on Nurbaya, absolutely not....
...Indeed Ananda felt, that the heart of Nurbaya had...
...long stuck on ananda, and on the count...
...ananda will not be gone, of course it will be...
...will be ananda's wife. In ananda's mind,...
...this guess is not only for ananda...
...he is, but to Ayahanda and all of them...
...who know us too, there certainly are....
...Now can we be discouraged or angry,...
...if a bird has been kept,...
...albeit with perfect maintenance...
...once, given a good cage, food and...
...Enough drink, on one day, when he...
...released, keep flying back to its original place,...
...into the forest? Isn't it, the pleasure and...
...the affinity of that anathema is not forever caused by...
...money or treasure? Isn't sometimes...
...a coolie, can feel more happy and sentosa...
of a king;
...How can the deeds be blamed...
...A desperate person, as a Nurbaya...
...that time, because seeing the intent of his wish,...
...which since childhood has been coveted, suddenly...
...by force eliminated people, so no...
can you hope again?
...People who get into accidents are very, very,...
...so forced to do the work...
...more feared than dead, his mind...
...it is true again and all his deeds are not...
...are to blame. If we are, if one who...
...lust thirsty, don't think long and don't...
...heeding all misery that would...
...gained it later, because of his deeds, but...
...by immediately drinking the well water, a new one...
encountered it?
...So who is wrong in this?...
...A nurbaya? Nah! Ananda's? Nah! No one's...
...pun also; for each one merely obeys...
...the path that has been of course, which will be occupied as well....
...Grandfather Meringgih though can not be regretted anyway, too,...
...Because it is just doing what is common in the streets...
...kan in our homeland. Even though it was forcing...
...Nurbaya, with a cruel and useful road...
...kan various gimmicks to convey...
...all the mean are vile, neither can...
...Blamed; for he does not know to the good....
In his case there was no evil in his actions.
...What good is that money, that much,...
...if the treasure will not be able to deliver...
...everything means, even the contemptible as...
...jua too? Do you care about the troubles of others,...
...The discontinuation of people's expectations, because of their behavior,...
...the tribulation of the person, because of his deeds, as long as he...
...can have pleasure and can let go...
...hawa his lust? Do not all men do...
...thus? Let alone humans, while animals...
...the despicable ones, again do so. Don't you guys...
...maliluk above this world his work is always kill-...
...kill, wretch, to defend...
...himself? Why Datuk Meringgih...
...Can you do that? Especially so...
...to women, which is in the eyes of the nation...
...We are not human beings, but living dolls,...
...which must be according to all her husband's will...
...by not thinking, saying, seeing, seeing,...
...hearing, kissing and feeling. Told work,...
...Must work, if told to be sick, must be sick...
...and if put to death though it must die....
...Of course, because of the slave's name, it can be done...
at will.
...So what's wrong, if the man who has...
...white hair, had finished his teeth, had been bent...
...His back, because of his old age, was mated with...
...a virgin who is the same age as her grandson'?...
...And what is the rule, if the man is married...
...more than one? Look at the rooster!...
...The female is also more on one. If one...
...the animal can do that, why...
...The more noble man, the more powerful, the,...
...more clever and clever, can not do...
...as the beast? Of course you can, you should...
...more than that. If given to a father...
...horse, ten or twenty mares, according to...
...Comparison, still less, if allowed to...
...The man is married to one hundred and two hundred...
even."
Samsu stopped as soon as he could, to hold back his furious heart. He was not satisfied, because everything that was felt in his heart at that time could only be written in the letter: it was neither perfect. Then he wrote the letter:
...So that this letter is not too long, fine...
...ananda tell me about ananda's containment, since...
...ananda is no more. Punishment and abuse, though,...
...azab and miserable who have ananda rasai, no...
...can ananda describe sufficiently in...
...this letter. Ever since Ananda became an orphan, no...
...daddy with family, no village...
...experience and homeless water,...
...until this time, not yet ananda felt...
...pleasure. Every time the mind is tempted...
...no break-ups and terrible memories. At the...
...day is shadowed in the eyes of Ananda...
...All such vile ananda behavior; is...
...as it just happened. The Face of the Father...
...murka, the real look; the voice of the Father...
...Collapse of heart and spooky fur ananda, like...
someone who will be hanged.
...When the sight is lost and...
...this hearing, also the face of the Mother...
...ananda who is deeply saddened, out of despair:...
...Various sampan missing paddler, like a missing chicken...
...his parent. On his face it was real, drawn,...
...how sad and sorry his heart, see the child...
...the content, the one eye, the fruit of his heart, the place...
...the hope is gathered, gets mara...
...The danger is so great that it escapes...
...eyes. Crushed heart ananda saw...
...sadness, which no ananda lipur. ....
...Then stand in front of Ananda...
...all the families, who look at Ananda...
...with hate and frowning, as seeing a...
...the dog that stole the bones. That sight...
...in this way, it is very embarrassing to ananda,...
...so hardly dare ananda to look...
self kan.
...At night, exchange mementos...
...and that memory with that dream....
...All the things that have happened, pass back,...
...as it actually happened again. It felt...
...Datuk Meringgih came with a sword...
...the unsheathed one, about to cut off the neck of ananda....
...Therefore, yell ananda in your sleep...
...and awaken friends who are close to...
...kran.ananda. When ananda dreamed of Nurbaya,...
...cry ananda at bedtime, because no...
...hold seeing the sorrow of his heart, caused by...
yangmalang fate.
...That is how ananda day and night are seduced...
...Evil thoughts and dreams. Never mind studying,...
...Eating and drinking are almost impossible, because...
...nasi is eaten as chaff, water is drunk...
...dturi. When I saw Ananda in time...
...writing this letter, perhaps not knowing again...
...The father of Ananda, because of the body of Ananda...
very changeable.
...Sometimes there is an intention in the heart...
...to commit suicide; but memory to...
...Mother and Nurbay it's the one who's 'meaning...
...that, for fear, in case it increases...
...their sorrow, by this deed of ananda. Would...
...but even though ananda has not attached a weapon...
...to the body itself, if so are the temptations...
...who come, will eventually be there too...
...have. This is what adds to the difficulty...
...beware, because at that time Ananda could not...
...Leave this world; not for Ananda...
...alone, but for Mother and Nurbaya, who...
ananda did that.
...It should be for Ananda, lift them up...
...back from the mud, where they ananda...
...drop it. That's why Ananda came back...
...Jakarta, with the intention of trying to continue...
ananda lessons.
...But what is it to say, Father? Apparently...
...punishment and suffering that have been ananda...
...stand, not enough for debt payers...
...ananda's fault. Because when ananda is new...
...Feel a little free from this temptation and start...
...usual bear the pain, and when ananda...
...began to have hope, will be able to fight,...
...All these torments and experiments, so that...
...also conveys the purpose of ananda, that is, will...
...Exciting Mother and Nurbaya first,...
...before moving to another realm, that's when...
...true ananda's punishment came....
...That is when the sword that divorces the body falls...
...from the head of the ananda, penetrating the chest and heart...
...ananda, break ananda's heart and bones...
...The whole body; because that's when the letter came...
...kawat, who brought the news of Mother Ananda and...
...Nurbaya, two women who still love...
...To Ananda, when ananda has fallen into...
mud, has died this ...
...Ohuhai! That's where the hopelessness runs out...
...patience and loss of sense ananda. Now ananda...
...be an orphan, no thousands, no fathers,...
...no kinsmen or brothers, no kaum...
...relatives, hometown and homeland again. By...
...therefore, apal4h what good is ananda alive too?...
...Instead of living in the mirror of a carcass, let's die...
tares the ground."
When he got there Samsu wrote, he fell from his hand, as he was helpless, holding the small piece of wood, and the letter was full of loincloths. His tears also fell, soaking up the paper he had written.
Because he was too sad, cupped him to his writing table and wept bitterly for some time. "Yes, fate! Do you not feel sorry for the young Adam?
Will he not only know the pleasure, glory and wealth of this world, as a flower that is just about to develop its petals will scatter its fragrant smell, and show its beautiful color, and, to all the butterflies that pass by him.
By violence and cruelty, you have rescued him from his stalk, so that it breaks off and falls to the ground, becomes destroyed."
After such grief was lifted by Samsu his head, then swept by his tears, he took his words and continued to write his letter earlier:
...Yes, Ayahanda! Apparently that hope...
...ananda got a little of it, is a sign that...
...stating, that the end of ananda's fate will be...
...coming. Ever since Ayahanda threw away ananda, curse...
...has fallen over the head of ananda and...
...since that time, it's not abandoned again...
...ananda even a moment, but always...
...according to the trace of ananda, as a shadow in the...
...time of night, wait for good times and when...
the perfect one, to pounce on ananda.
...Since then Ananda has been playing around...
...nya, like a cat toying with a mouse; caught...
...and release anyway. He seemed to smile...
...see ananda, when have hope...
...a little bit earlier. Stretch a little of his claws...
...Long and sharp from the body of Ananda,...
...because in his mind, "Older shall enter...
...My claws are into your tender flesh,...
...to melt your body, if you try...
to release yourself."
...Verily, O Father, that is to say...
...can be done. Ananda has squeezed it...
...in his pointed, long claws....
Just waiting to be destroyed again ...
...About ananda's final act, too,...
...ananda tree forgive and forgive, world...
...end to Ayahanda don't object...
...at the journey of Ananda in obeying Mother and...
...Nurbaya, who had left first. Moga...
...may we face together...
the presence of God is very add.
...Ananda asked for thanks...
...much to the Father and the people...
...Our relatives, for their hard work, for having been willing...
...maintain ananda from small to large. Would...
...That goodness, there is nothing else but Allah...
...will reply, because the reply has been...
...ananda give, is evil solely, as...
...milk water with tubal water. But what to say?...
...For even that is the destiny of God...
aslo.
...Accept the ultimate prostration from...
anandas.
Good bye!
SAMSULBAHRI
When Samsu was about to say the word "goodbye" he trembled his hand, so that he could barely write his signature. His breathing was tight and his face was pale from the sorrowful pain that filled his chest.
His dizzy head and vision turned, especially as his eyes were filled with tears that he could not hold back. So Samsu wept with great care, covering his face with both hands and cupping him to the table.
For some time he grieved, he knew nothing, only when he realized himself, he heard the bell of half six ringing. So he stood up to see the letter and entered it into a letter wrapper.
The letter was addressed to his father. Then he washed his face, so that his eyes were red, crying scars, and then he wore his clothes.
After that he also wrote a letter, to the teacher and his colleagues that so it sounds:
All teachers and schoolmates!
...Do not be surprised when you hear the news,...
...Servants by force have brought themselves to the door...
...kury. Gentlemen of course understand that...
...The life of every human being on this earth is not...
...sama. Some are lucky, some are unfortunate, some are...
...Besides who alternately get pleasure and...
...distress. Even though their fortunes are different,...
...but there are also the same on them, namely...
...means and expectations that exist in each...
...the living man. Isn't every job...
...Is there a reason and purpose? However, when...
...that means it has been lost and hope has been...
...disconnect, what's the point of living again? Rather than...
...full-shedding villages, exhausting...
...food and trouble people, with nothing...
useful, fine dead.
...Such a thing, has fallen upon itself...
...hamba. Therefore, in the thought of the servant, there is no...
...The use of slaves to live long on this world....
...I hope this is enough for you gentlemen to...
...knowing the cause of this servant's deeds. Notwithstanding...
...Servants do so, servants of the noon tree and...
...night, be not among friends...
...servant, who intends to imitate actions...
...This servant and the furthest shall they...
...rather than all accidents that have befallen themselves...
handmaiden.
...Then I thank you very much...
...to all teachers and peers, above...
...all students and affection, which have...
handed over to the servant.
...Greet worship and apologies from...
this poor Master's student and friend.
SAMSULBAHRI
...Supplement: All goods and tools...
...servant, please share with all friends...
...school slave, to be-eye sign of...
handmaiden.
After this letter was folded, he put it on his writing table, and he went and opened his closet, taking a small object. After checking the thing well, put it in his pants pocket. He opened the door of his room, then went outside.
Outside he saw Arifin knocking on the door of his room. His tears were about to come out anyway, because remember, no matter how much more, he would divorce her with this close friend of his.
For a long time he was pensive to think about it, until he heard the voice of Arifin who said as he approached him, "The long steps you sleep today, Sam. Look at your eyes are still red! What news did you receive from Padang? I hope, good news."
"Yes," answered Samsu painstakingly uttering the words .., My mother has recovered."
"Thankful! How glad my heart is to hear this good news! But another wire letter and who?" ask Arifin anyway.
"From Mamanda, tell me that too," answered Samsu, throwing his face at the door of his room immediately, lest Arifin be seen by his grief.
When the door of this room will be closed, he noticed this room with all the tools in it, namely all the things, which he has used for so long.
After that he pulled this door hard, fearing that he would long look at all the tools he would leave behind.
"Where are you going now, Sam? Apparently walking?" ask Arifin.
"To the post office, will put in a letter for my father" replied Samsu.
"It's going to be a reply to the wire, isn't it?"
"Yes," answered Samsu in short.
"If so, let me accompany you there, for I mean also to take a walk," said Arifin.
Samsu could not answer his friend's request immediately, because he did not know what he was going to do.
If Arifin was to be brought, he would not be able to carry out his purpose and if this request was not granted, afraid he, his friend would suspect his intention; because he had never been out of the house, he had never been, not with Arifn. One looks, both seem.
After thinking straight, he said, "It's right; but in the post office we will have to get divorced, because there's something else I mean."
Although Arifin was astonished to hear Samsu's answer, because he had never done anything that he could not know, but with a smile answered Samsu's words. "Of course I won't fight you, if you have other needs."
. He smiled, but his heart was not happy. Not only because he saw the change of Samsu's behavior, but because it was real to him, when he approached this friend. Samsu just cried.
Furthermore, if the news is true that he just received, stating his mother has recovered from her illness, why is it kept and with two letters once a wire as a very important and immediate news. Why not just a regular letter?
Therefore his heart was determined, to know this secret. Afraid of him, just in case it gets something bad, then his friend to cry. In that case, of course, he will try to cover the grief of Samsu's nestapa.
In the middle of the road Arifin worries more and more, because he sees Samsu as a man who is thinking about something very important; for there was no hearing of Arifin's words and many wrong answers, when he asked him something.
And again is it why long time right to look at Samsu his face earlier? And the door of his room was shut hard, as people were afraid? Why did he stop in front of the school for so long, shut down the school, as someone who had just seen it?
No matter how long it took, they both went to the post office. Soon Samsu approached the place to enter the letter, then took out the letter he wanted to send to his father from inside his pocket.
Long viewed the letter, as he was paying attention to the address, then he put it slowly into the hole of the letter, as if unfortunately he apparently wanted to send it.
All Samsu's behavior is peered by Arifin from his side, while pretending to read a letter hanging on the wall of the post office.
Suddenly he turned to his friend, for he heard Samsu saying, "Now do not be angry, Rif, for I will leave you.
Not because I do not like to walk with you, just because I have promised, I will go to the house of a master, alone; so it is not good, if I take you, if I take you, by not telling anyone who has a home.
Later, if I go there anyway, I will ask him, so that we can go there together."
"Ah, that's not what it is. I would not dare to go there, if not called. Only I hope, do not forget to go home later, because you are engrossed in conversation," said Arifin with a smiley temple, so as not to doubt Samsu's heart to him.
"Well, Sam, I hope you will have a lot of fun and excitement there!" arifin said as he walked out of the post office. When he got to the big street, in front of the post office, he looked back.
With aghast to see Samsu still standing in the post office while looking at him walking and real looks by him, his best friend's tears glued on his cheeks, with no feeling apparently.
It was then that Samsu remembered himself, then turned his face and walked quickly to the west.
Seeing such things, increasing Arifin thought hard, Samsu intended to do an important work, which no one could know; who knew perhaps an act that could harm him.
Now be assured that it is real to him that all the words of Samsu were not true. Therefore, his desire is very hard to know the meaning of his friend and if he really intends evil, he should be prevented.
Will hide himself, he immediately entered a shop, pretending to buy anything, but in fact will lurk where his best friend's journey is.
As Samsu walked west without looking back, Arifin came out of the shop, and followed Samsu from afar. For a moment he hid behind a wooden tree or a carriage, afraid to be seen by Samsu, if he looked back.
After a long walk, Samsu appeared to enter into a flower garden and there he escaped from the sight of Arifin. Therefore Arifin sped up his pace, chasing after his friend.
But when he came to the garden, Samsulbahri did not see him, for it was dark.
Arifin's heart was pounding and her worry was growing, as something dangerous was threatening her best friend. Not knowing where to look for Samsu, stand as soon as he will listen, whether the sound of people walking or not.
But other than the storm on the big road, there was nothing to hear. So he went quickly to and fro, looking left and right.
After a moment of searching, he appeared to him from afar as a man sitting on a bench, looking back at him. His right hand was raised to his head, like he was about to give a trick.
When Arifin saw this man, it was Samsu, who was holding a pestol to his head. With no more thought she screamed, "Samsu, remember yourself!" while jumping hunting his best friend.
But it was too late, because when it was also heard the sound of pestol and he saw Samsu fall to the bench. Immediately Arifin ran to the bench and there he saw his friend was no longer reminded himself and his head was covered in blood.
Arifin was speechless and did not know what he was going to do, then shouted for help.
No matter how long it takes, people are full of people in that place and word of people shooting themselves, break to and fro. The police will come and check. After Arifin told the incident brought Samsu's body to the hospital.
The next day it was reported in the newspaper, a young boy Padang, a student of the Java Doctor School had shot himself in the Jakarta flower garden. I don't know why it's unknown.