The Dark Side of the Mentari

Victim

Reza's face looked surprised, not yet fully aware of what was happening. Then his body collapsed on Rania who was still on her back.

As vigorously as Rania pushed Reza's body with trembling hands.

Back he coughed to reduce the tightness in his chest. It felt like a dream, but Reza's body was rubbed on her stomach and blood started to pool on the floor of her room made her realize that this was the reality. A blood-thinning smell like rusty iron filled his nasal cavity, stirring his stomach and making his head spin.

Slowly the girl got up with her right hand resting on the bed. His eyes circled every inch of those flower-colored sheets in search of his phone. It can't stay like this, he has to call someone. Diah, that was the only name that came to his mind.

"Diah, come here, help me. Now." Now." Rania is sending voice messages because she is typing too long.

Ting.

"What's wrong? Don't scare me Ran." Directly got an answer from Diah in a surprised tone.

"Hurry up, I'm killing people. Report the police." As soon as the sentence was finished, the phone in his hand immediately fell down. The answer from Diah was not opened.

With Rania's fear inching to the door, opening it wide and docked to the wall by the door, her body slumped there, slumping, then pull the cover to cover his body because the shorts he was wearing were no longer shaped. Reza's breath was up and down one, very slowly. Rania couldn't figure out what would happen next. What if the guy dies? It looks like the wound is quite deep, right in the rear cranium. If according to his Biology lesson at Junior High, there should be a large brain inside.

If Reza dies, I'll go to jail. Oh my God, how should I?

Rania cried without a sound, her throat until it hurt. He wanted to go out to get help, but his legs were numb and limp, completely unable to move.

Waiting for Diah to come felt a long time, until finally he remembered Bu Sari.

"Hello mbak." Ms. Sari replied as soon as her phone rang. His voice was crisp as usual.

"Hello mbak Rania. Is there another order?. Relax, I'm this idle."

"Please come here ma'am, I need help." Rania tried to make her voice as clear as possible.

"Why mbak?. Rania's mom is sick?."

"Take RT ma'am." Rania didn't answer Sari's question. His head turned again, no, now even his gaze was dark, many fireflies scattered before his eyes

...***...

Diah was confused because Rania did not answer her phone. While removing his motorcycle from the garage he tried to contact Dandy but still not connected. There was no one at home but Mirna, her mother's father had already left for the market. Still in confusion he drove towards the nearest police station, which was opposite the direction from Rania's house.

It was still early in the morning, not even past eight, but the streets were crowded.

Along the way he thought about what would be said to the police. He doesn't even know what's going on. Oh my God, Rania killed people. Not likely. Unknowingly Diah shook her head many times. His hands trembled, as his racing heart seemed to want to jump out of his chest cavity.

He almost hit a rickshaw carrying a roll of cloth when it swerved in a corner. A swearing came out of the rickshawman's mouth because his tricycles were almost rolled over to avoid Diah. Diah immediately pulled over and stopped, then cried out for forgiveness, greeted with advice to drive right from the pedicabeer.

......***......

Ms. Sari was moved to Rania's boarding house, forgetting Rania's request to invite RT sir. Something must have happened, the girl had never been like that before. Half-running the woman turned off the stove, then rushed away. Ms. Sari stopped in the courtyard, hesitating for a moment because the front door of the boarding house was tightly closed.

He was told to come here, but the door was closed.

"Sir Rania?, Assalamualaikum." No answer heard.

"Mr..."

"Mr..." Once again Iq shouted.

"Through the back of the ma'am." Sayup heard the answer. Without thinking long bu Sari walked past the narrow side of the house to the back door.

The back door opened a little. Ms. Sari pushed him slowly to get in. Without closing the wooden door, Bu Sari stepped into Rania's room, which was wide open.

A stifled voice came out from his mouth that reflexively gaped as soon as his gaze hit the figure lying on his stomach on the floor. Mom Sari didn't know what to do. Only that figure looked, there was no Rania there.

"Bak Rania, who is it?." That sentence was the first to come out of his lips that suddenly shook.

The blood that had already pooled made the woman want to vomit. Fear instantly forbade his feet from stepping in.

"Mrs Sari, here." Rania's weak voice sounded from inside the room.

With a slow step bu Sari approached, bent her head inside, and found Rania sitting on the floor between the door and the bed.

"Yes, what's going on?." Bu Sari squatted in front of Rania, holding the girl's hands that were as cold as jelly.

As if the burden on her chest was unraveling Rania shouted while hugging Bu Sari who was still confused.

"Mom, I'm scared."

Rania cries roaring in Sari's arms. The woman stroked Rania's back without knowing what to say.

"Light be mbak." Bu Sari tried to calm Rania down by continuing to stroke her back. Under these circumstances Rania must still be in shock and cannot be questioned.

The girl's shoulders continued to shake, her cries were not as loud as before, but her breathing faltered.

"Mom, how about I go to jail?. Haa."ha."

"What happened to me?."

"He wanted to rape me ma'am, and I hit him with a hammer."

Bu Sari frowned.

"That means Rania's defending herself."

Still in the arms of Sari Rania nodded. The truth is, he was just defending himself. There was no intention of harming Reza. If he doesn't fight, he'll be the victim. But now he's a suspect and Reza's a victim.

Yes, I don't want to go to jail. What if you get a heart attack hearing this news? Would people believe that I was just defending myself?

"Don't be afraid, there must be a way out."

Outside, people are talking. Looks like Diah came with the police.

"Please open the door, ma'am."

Bu Sari sat Rania in the living room chair, then rushed to open the door before it was knocked from the outside. Diah and the two policemen were seen as soon as the door was opened. Diah immediately entered before the two policemen as soon as he saw his best friend sitting with a face that could not be read. Her face was pale with disheveled hair, In her hands Rania drooped on her lap. Ms. Sari helped her tidy up the blanket she had been wearing.

"Everything will be fine." He said slowly, unsure of himself.