The Tetuka Adiwira

Hikayat Negarakrtgama Ihwal Twenty Two

Nosecaps Hall Sigalagala kembis. I knew he was burning with anger and passion while he was spouting his foul words. Basic sick!

“We do not deny that in some cases, Gatotkaca does seem to help the community. But what good would it do if he used violence to achieve his goals? What is the point of living in this democratic world. Our country is a state of law, no citizen has the right to do something that violates the law. Reflecting on his actions, from now on, we learn that anyone from a weak community will be easily persecuted by stronger people. This is represented by the behavior of the foreign figure we know as the Gatotkaca. Again, I am one of the great examples. I am a citizen. Even I legally have the authority as a representative of society. But look what I'm going through. For no apparent reason, based on suspicion and slander, I became a victim of Gatotkaca violence. I don't know how many out there are going through the same thing with me,”.

I was struck by how clever the man was at words. In fact, to be honest, if I didn't know his true heart, I could have been blown away. Weepy!

“Luckily the Police Force was professionally and wisely able to release me from the vile slander perpetrated by Gatotkaca, so that I could be free and clear my name even though the physical injuries still remained clear. I will not remain silent. I would urge the police to crack down on the perpetrators of violence, no matter if he is a strong man like Gatotkaca though. Gatotkaca cannot be allowed to apply arbitrarily in this legal state. Threaten, persecute people with a will.”

Sigalagala Hall has not stopped apparently. He's already got the spotlight. His words entered into human logic.

“The police were even deliberately humiliated with the kidnapping case of the General some time ago. The police had to hunt down Gatotkaca, because he was troubling the public. He is a dangerous man for this nation. The community should not hesitate to report all its actions. Do not worship the person, because he is not a prophet, not God!” Balai closed the press conference.

I don't know if I changed the mood as Erika felt. The words of the Sigalagala Hall made perfect sense. I feel undermined by bias and self-interest. To be honest, no one knows who or what Gatotkaca is. He did save me and Erika from Balai's bad deeds. However, we do not have enough evidence, let alone arguments because the position of Gatotkaca is no more mysterious than the activities of the Hall in politics.

“Although there is clearly hypocrisy in his explanation and words, we cannot deny there is also some truth that Hall conveyed,” Hermansyah said when we gathered again. He said this with a sigh of resignation that I could admire. I feel it too.

Erika did not want to open her mouth this time. Maybe this is a dilemma. On the other hand, as a journalist, he should be neutral. The words of Hermansyah and Balai are not wrong. People with the power of Gatotkaca can do unlimited things without being prevented. What if it turns out Gatotkaca has, had time or will make a mistake? People with such power can be catastrophic, right? Questions I think about all the time.

But on the other hand, Balai's behavior clearly shows that he is the antagonist, really a hypocritical high-class criminal.

Hermansyah looked at me and asked, “Where according to Bro Negara?”

I breathe, but not too. “I also hate to admit it, Her. But at this time we lack information and communication with Gatotkaca. We didn't have a chance to interview him. This leads to doubt and uncertainty in society. We know that the people in power are indeed dirty, Policies also cannot run from the dirty side. But there must be clean people in there who want to make things better. The problem is, we do not know for sure Gatotkaca standing on which side.”

I hurriedly glanced at Erika. Worried about his attitude, I immediately added, “Although of course I also can not cover that what Gatotkaca has done to me and Erika is an extraordinary thing that we can not forget for life. We thank him.”

Fortunately, Erika's mood improved that day. While tucking the strands of hair behind his ears, his face began to shine as I drove him home.

We walked slowly along a road filled with cars with street lights and buildings on our left right, creeping like a collection of colorful lytic insects.

I glanced around, sometimes forcing Erika from the end of my eyes. This woman is no less beautiful. Her fresh white skin even seemed to light up in the dark. Colorful rays toyed around his face throughout the journey.

However, we are not silent. Even the words of the joke had flowed smoothly. When exchanging stories that I dare to blatantly look at the face of this oriental bloody woman. I love it when she smiles, let alone laugh. The corner of his chin, cheek to neck had a beautiful curve that I was hard to draw. Clearly, every time I looked at Erika's face, my heart was hard to prevent from beating so fast and rumbling.

Erika lives in an apartment in the city center. The apartment is located squeezed between other concrete buildings. Even so, Erika's apartment is an elite and expensive type of apartment. I think that it is the land limitations that put this apartment in such a place.

The building stands in conjunction with other buildings. Fortunately when entering the apartment area, somehow everything calmed down. It seems that the solid buildings around the apartment instead become the fortress of this apartment whose job is to protect and hide it from the noise of the road outside.

In short, we finally arrived at his apartment. Initially, I just wanted to take Erika to the elevator to then go home and book a taxi online. However, Erika prevented me.

“At the very least, take me to the room, yes Mr. Country,” the door. A pair of my eyes looked at me pleading. Who can resist it?

But, wouldn't it be too prominent if I just accepted this request straight away?

“Erika, um ..., is not ...”

“So, you're still worried about what people are going to say? Will they ruin our relationship? So?” cut Erika protesting. He seemed to want to be delivered to his room.

Wait, ‘relationship we’? Do we have a relationship? My inner.

“Not so, Erika. Never mind, I'm just overreacting. Don't worry, I accompany you to the room,” I said later.

Erika laughed loudly. He seems happy because he won and managed to prank me.