The Fight For Honor
Victim of Mysterious Shooter!
Gungun practiced sprints in the way of furnace birds that were road-long and straight. The road is paved but left-right is still in the form of rice fields this becomes a suitable training ground because it is quiet from the vehicle traffic.
Almost every morning when the air is still foggy, Gungun has gone jogging to this place and practiced sprints to face the tournament that the time is near. The target does not have to be able to run 100 meters in 13 seconds, because he is not a sprint athlete.
The Casio CMD-40 watch, which has a stopwatch function, provides information that it is able to run below an average of 17 seconds!
Practicing sprints every morning he only needs a maximum of 4 or 5 times running 100 meters is enough, then go home on foot to save energy. When the sun came home it began to rise and shine.
He brought a tumbler and drank the remaining water while walking. Not long after that, he arrived home.
In the yard he saw mama drying freshly washed clothes. While Papa was crouching at the gate. Apparently Papa is fixing the fence.
"Assalamu'alaikum .." said Gungun. Papa answered his son who had just returned home.
Today is Sunday and the whole family is at home. His father Gungun took a break from his job as a finance staff at a garment factory. Similarly, Dila who works as a PR newspaper editorial staff.
When he arrived at his own room he took off the watch was laid on the table. Then he turned on the radio and searched for a suitable frequency.
When I heard the song Holiday band Scorpions, he sat back and rested while enjoying the song ...
Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday
Let me take you far away
You'd like a holiday
...
On the table were still scattered photos, scissors, books that had just begun to be done after dawn prayers and he was delayed to go jogging.
While resting, slowly he continued to place a photo that he had scissors to paste on the page of his book.
While on the outside looks Mama was just putting the laundry on the clothesline.
"Duh must be dismantled first," Papa's voice sounded a little complaining. He was repairing a fence post that was tilted. In his hand was a crowbar.
"Let the casep [1] help, Pah .." said Mama.
Then Mama asked Gungun for help who was in his room. Mama's place hangs right next to her son's window.
"De, help me Papa tuh, da bageur, [2] casep .." refer to Mama.
While Gungun himself was not indifferent, only he was reluctant to get dirty by the ground. There's something to do anyway.
"Ma Stage, again put the photos on the album ..." said Gungun while putting a photo on the page of a book. Photos of The Police he had scissors and then taped using glue on the book he made as a collection album of his band groups.
"Eh, the casep if asked please yes .." complained Mama.
"Biarin Ma," said Papa, "can Papa work alone really ..."
Meanwhile, there is still hope for Mama that Gungun want to help his Papa.
Then Mama tried to say once again, "De ..." Not finished talking, that's when Mama heard the volume of music from the radio hardened right at the time of entry to the bridge ...
...
Longing for the sun, you will come
To the island without name
Longing for the sun, be welcome
On the island many miles away from home
Be welcome on the island without a name
....
Be now Gungun is not bothered by any other sounds apart from his radio. He further revamped the album collection of photos of the music group that the other day he bought in the record store and now has been affixed to hardcover book size B5. While the album was a book he bought in gramedia the other day . He bought it again, because the previous book was full. Furthermore, the photos that he has arranged live given a balloon dialogue or other writings whose inspiration will be sought if the idea he has got.
Portable 4 Band radio is placed on the kapstok where hanging clothes are located next to the window. At the top of the kapstok there is a board in the form of a shelf to put items such as radio it. Meanwhile Gungun himself sat in front of his study table. The room is not large but for Gungun this room is his palace. Several posters of groups of various sizes were mounted on the walls of the rooms. There is only one poster that is not a music artist, namely a Bruce Lee who wears a distinctive yellow striped training shirt like in the movie Game of Death.
So engrossed Gungun with his entertainment that even now his song has changed with
everytime you go away by Paul Young.
.....
Hey!, if we can solve any problem
Then why do we lose so many tears
Oh, and so you go again
When the leading man appeals
Always the same thing
Can't you see, we've got everything goin' on and on
Every time you go away you take a piece of me with you
Every time you go away you take a piece of me with you
Go on and go free, yeah
....
This time he did not play the tapes that were on his shelf or the tapes that were placed lined up on the walls of the room, but he heard from the radio alone because the broadcaster often insert info-info related to the songs that are playing. Such information is usually not obtained from magazines because updated from the broadcaster is useful for chat material with fellow music lovers.
At that moment he saw Papa talking to Mr. Pendi, a neighbor in front of the house. But at the same time, Mama was talking? Gungun wasn't very attentive. But over time he saw more and more people. In front it was like something was grabbing their attention and his gaze was the same in one direction. Then he finally lowered the volume of the radio and found out what was going on?
"Said Mr. Pendi, there is another victim of peter .." said Papa.
"Huh, who? where's where?" asked Bu Suryani with a surprised expression.
"No, tau. It's not clear to me either" Papa said. "Try asking Mr. Pendi ..."
"Who?" ask Mr. Suryani to Mr. Pendi, but Mr. Pendi himself smiled.
"I am also new
know that from Mr. Heri who just met at the patrol station ..."
The news is not clear but more and more people are coming from all directions. Then Gungun came outside chasing Dila who had gone first.
"Hopefully the body is Obar, let our village be safe" said Bu Suryani. "Yesterday my husband's stall was satronized by the Obar while carrying a machete!"
"Why again?" Ask Mr. Pendi.
"Billed with debt to eat and coffee, even rampaging!" Sahut Bu Suryani's.
"Can, in the terminal a lot of security...?"
"Boro-boro helped my husband, even they were also in debt and hard to collect!" Bump the woman. "Now since the Kancung modar, they've disappeared ...? And now the terminal's safe."
Gungun already knew that the victim of Peter who happened the other day in the basin was the Kancung who he heard as a thug dedengkot in the terminal is notoriously violent.
At that moment there was a Father who came from the direction where they were focusing their gaze.
"Sir Mamat, is there really news of Peter's victim dying?" Ask Mrs Suryani who is most curious.
"Yes" replied Mamat. "The corpse is tattooed!"
"Oh, who?"
"You don't know!"
"Mamat's father saw it straight away?" Ask Papa.
"Not yet" replied the man, "it seems so."
"Where's the third crus?" Mrs Suryani asked back.
"On the river .." said Mr. Mamat while struggling to go to continue his goal.
"Where is the river?" Tanya Bu Suryani is getting curious.
"Don't know! There's a lot of people there, so you can't see the river." Said Mr. Mamat took the time to give an answer.
"Eh, teu baleg asked for tea! [3] Kirain see it directly." Omel Bu Syriac.
More people outside the house. But each other is unclear and wondering who the victims were this time? Some people whose level of intelligence is higher rush to follow the direction of the person who first left.
But Gungun was not interested in finding out like the others went to the river where the track was located at RW 09. He thought he would also know from those who looked directly there.
He had intended to go back to the room, but he was surprised when he saw Sari who came with shovelling barefoot. The woman wore a long-sleeved shirt and the batik cloth worn stretched only to her knees so that the path was more agile. His head was wrapped in batik cloth like a man who was working in a field or in a field. He passed by and his face was crumpled like a daze and gleamed by sweat. He hurried to the river that the man who had been pointing at the body of Peter's victim.
Ceu Sari is Rudi's older brother. As far as Gungun ceu Sari was a little older than Dila. Ceu Sari is married and has children who are toddlers. Gungun had heard several times the woman spoke to herself that she was looking for Rudi who had not come home for days!
Hearing that, Gungun became surprised and then immediately chased after the woman. He became anxious and then found out who exactly was Peter's victim this time?
After trailing far enough ceu Sari, he finally arrived at the place of the crowd that was getting suckling. But he could not continue to enter the place because it had been crowded by people of the same intention. While Ceu Sari continued to bring people to life until it was no longer visible between the backs of people.
Old-young, men then passed outside the crowd in a crowded alley. They did not manage to enter any further because sysahs lined up people on the edge of the time itself. While Gungun just stop because there is no interest in flocking people who lined tens of meters in an alley that is a densely populated settlement along the river flow.
"Who's victim?" Ask someone else. Gungun looked at the speaker.
"So no one has dared to open the sack .." replied the person asked.
But when it sounded broke the cry of Ceu Sari who wailed the sky. The more assured everyone was there, the victim was Rudi. Suddenly somehow Gungun was struck by grief as well.
At that moment Gungun saw Ceu Sari coming. Ceu Sari's face was getting more tangled but looked stiff and kept going. Both of the women's eyes were puffy and there was also a puddle of tears that had been removed.
Just past where Gungun was standing, some sympathetic women chased after Ceu Sari and accompanied her to report the news of her sister's death to their families.
Now everyone has gained clarity that the corpse in the sack is Rudi! The crowd was a little divided, as some others wanted to spread the news to others.
Gungun came home with a gloomy face. He was remembered and however now in his heart there was a sense of regret why all this time had not succumbed to Rudi ...
Then he left the place and went home. Along the way there were many people talking about Rudi. No one seemed to regret his death!
"Rasain, modar tuh!" Bump a man.
"Dead of Romed, Cucun, and Oden, .." said the man's friend. Gungun knows the names they call are Rudi's genk.
Arrived at the house Papa who was originally crouching then stood up when he saw Gungun coming home. But
Gungun himself went straight into the house. At the gate Dila and Mama looked at Gungun without saying a word.
After entering the house Gungun just sat daydreaming looking out through the window glass. Of course, Mama already knows the news of Rudi's death and knows what happened to her son. Mama came in and sat down next to Gungun to accompany her.
"Inalillahi .." said Mama, "we pray for the deceased khusnul khotima ..."
But Gungun did not budge and still looked straight ahead. []
[1] Cute
[2] Good boy.
[3] Giving incorrect answers even if spoken to carefully.
