The Oppressed Heir
Father-in-law Kidnapped
BYURR!!
Saputra woke up while gasping for shock when a bucket of water poured towards him who was sound asleep.
Rubbing his face, he saw Artemis and Ivander, his father-in-law's two sons, looking at him cynically.
"Wake up, boy. We'll get Boss ready to escort you to the mine,"
"Lo didn't tell me yesterday,"
"Yes intentionally, his own son-in-law did not know the schedule,"
"Emang lo know today nyokap you buy vegetables in which market?"
"Tau, in the grave," the cynical Artemis sighed with squinting eyes and turned toward the exit of Saputra's room. "Look, I'm dead,"
Saputra and Ivander stared at each other, then thawed sourly for being unwell.
"Betewe, I'm quite suspicious why you sleep in a separate room from the bini lo" he said, fixing the glasses on his nose. The grinning wolf tattoo adorned along his arms that were raised to the nose.
"Betewe, it's none of your business," Saputra replied with a grin.
Ivander throbbed while nodding at a glance. "Don't takabur lo, already successfully pregnant conglomerate children. We try before that child is born into the world, you don't exist,"
"Hooo, khehehehehe, so go to the mines to bury my corpse, is that it?"
"It's not time to die. Instead you have to go to the mine to identify the stone thief there,"
"Eh?"
"Pick ready, in two hours we have to get to Lampung," said Ivander, "We go first, Boss want to take care of the work first in Jakarta,"
**
The mine was dry and hot. With a view in the distance, palm oil forest belongs to one of the businessmen who now serves as a minister in the cabinet.
"Roto.." sizzled the Son while taking a deep breath as he saw someone he knew sitting on the white sand below, battered and swollen.
Roto, his free fieldmate first.
"Know really so yes lo," sissed Artemis while rubbing her hands with velcro. It is often done when going to beat someone, to protect his bones and minimize sprained injury when hitting. Usually, martial arts wrestlers call this bandaging technique with a hand wrap.
"One room, he likes to coagulate others to mukulin me, wekekekek," replied Saputra.
"Don't giggle, shucks, shucks" murmured Artemis. "Nih cecunguk ketangkep time want to escape a truck full of limestone,"
"It's still your work to begin with," the Son knelt down to observe Roto who could only sit limp.
"To-to-please I Put. Please.." Roto's weak voice sounded.
"No, you used to like to cool me down when I slept? You like to take my food, keep throwing stones at my head?" his Son. Accompanied by the rarity of Artemis.
"Now you wish I could help? What is my reward for dong? hihihihi,"
Roto snorted in response to Son. The typical son's giggling laughter made him recall a terrible past. The more beaten, colonized, the louder the laughter.
Without everyone knowing that the Son is crying in pain.
Roto only found out about it during the last week of her detention. He tied Putra to a chair and put a stun to his big toe, the son of a cornered man to bedwetting, but still laughing. The terrible sight made everyone retreat in fear because the laughter indicated that the Son was a strong man.
But the tears that come out of the petals of the Son, make Roto think.
That laugh was actually a cry.
"He was silent from earlier," Artemis said as she clenched her hand to test the strength of her hand-wrapping. "We need a name,"
"Gu-gue give you a name, as an apology I fit in the lapas," said Roto.
Artemis and Ivander raised their eyebrows.
It was as easy as making these brutes like Roto talk, when they had tortured this man for a week, and he remained silent! After meeting Saputra, Roto even volunteered!
"That's over. Please let me be free," whispered Roto softly while panting because her throat was very dry.
"Who?" ask Saputra.
"Widiyanti Ega," hissed Roto.
"That's a big bang!" artemis was upset. "Widiyanti Ega is the one who often helps Big Boss make it to the present stage!"
"He did not like Damascus to succeed, because Damascus was getting arrogant with its position. That would threaten Widiyanti to rule,"
Everyone was silent to Roto's explanation.
"That doesn't explain why you're here, yet,"
"My purpose here is not actually to steal the limestone, I tell you because I owe my forgiveness to the Son," said Roto.
"So, why are you here?"
"Diversion,"
"Huh?"
"Gue distraction. Intentionally caught Artemis here, so Damascus in Jakarta is under guard. His greatest men will not be able to protect the Big Boss.It could be that now again worked with my colleagues, kheheheheheh!"
DORR!!
The eruption hollowed out Roto's temple. The battered man fell to the ground with blood inundated.
Saputra looked at Artemis who was still grasping her Tokalev.
"Hard to believe" grumbled Artemis while calling another colleague in Jakarta.
"Griffin didn't pick up the phone" said Ivander.
"Baron didn't pick up either!" exclaiming Artemis while going back and forth in panic.
Meanwhile, Saputra contacted his wife.
"Mom! The son! He said he was attacked on the street! She's kidnapped!! Griffin and Baron are overloaded now again transported to the ICU!" nadine screams on the first call.
Artemis immediately snatched the Son's cell phone, "Nad, who was hurt? There are no eyewitnesses?!"
"Tem! I'm on my way to the hospital! But the car burned down on the road! That means being attacked all out!"
"Where are you?"
"Not shot in the chest! Operated again! Cepet you turn Tem!!" exclamation Nadine.
"Big1ng!!" exclaiming Artemis upset while returning Putra's phone, "Van, call the mine pilot, we take a heli back to Jakarta! I'm calling the ATC for an emergency flying permit!"
**
Jakarta, an hour later.
Heli them down right on the roof of the hospital.
Nervously Putra entered the building towards the outpatient area where Ali and his friends were dealt with. It was a lot of stuff at the time.
The problem is that this hospital is also where his mother is being treated.
But for the sake of all peace, the Son decided not to tell him that here lay his mother's weakness after bladder surgery, which had not been visited by the Son.
ICU many Damascus boys. But without the old man. Her in-laws are on a search.
Nadine was sitting on one of the waiting room couches biting her fingernails as a sign of nervousness.
Griffin stood with a cast on his hand, wound in his temple and jaw, welcoming Artemis, Ivander and Son with a strain.
"What's going on?" ask Artemis
Griffin shook his head, "The incident was very sparse bro,”
“Ya how? Why is it attacked? You bring how many people to ngawal?”
As they were stirring about it, the Son felt there was a gap for him to step aside for a while. Then quietly go upstairs through the emergency stairs.
While walking down the stairs, he slowly thought about everything that happened. He often heard the name Widiyanti Ega from his friends in Lapas. Also from some of the Tipikor inmates who were indeed fed to prison to cover up the mistakes of ‘Si Tikus’. Who often become stooges of corrupt officials and put them in the field there are two names... Damascus Prabasampurna, and Widiyanti Ega. With the lure of the family the accused survived and the wives were guaranteed their needs until they were free.
For them, losing their pride in prison and facing public backlash is better than losing the lives of loved ones due to an overwhelming corruption case.
For the Son, both names are not important to him, even though one of them is his own Father-in-law. Their problems are not their problems. His mother's business was much more important to him. He wants to be treated this way because of his mother's business.
“Bu?” The son opened the curtain where his mother's mattress was taken care of.
Nuraeni was sitting quietly while watching Drakor on her mobile phone.
“Lah! Son! Here-here!” Nuraeni reached out her hand to grab her son and hugged him.
The son sobbed in his mother's arms. The things he used to do long ago. It was as if everything spilled out when he saw his mother. All the complaints, all the anger, all the disappointments, all the tears.
Not laughter.
In the presence of his mother, somehow, his body's reaction was different. Like a little boy whining. Not as strong a snob as it has been all along.
