Trapped by Cinta Mas Lurah

A Deal

Sorry, who are you?!" ask politely

" Milky. Bimantara Sadewo, "silence. "Can we meet? We have something to talk about."

Rere never expected that Bima would contact him. 'where does he know my number' inwardly.

" I'm sorry, what's that about?"

" Rose 10." silent for a moment, "or I will come to your house."

" okay." Rere answered quickly. He did not want the unclear man to come to his house.

***

Jalan Mawar 10 is a tiny house near a rice field, not far from the house of Rere. What he liked most about the house was the close proximity to the barn and his father's mango garden and of course his little flower garden that his father deliberately made near the barn.

Rere used to maen there. At that time, house no 10 seemed haunted uninhabited. His friends said it was the house of the old grandmother who committed suicide in the house. But now very different, the house has been completely renovated, made two floors with marble pedestals with ornaments and knick-knacks dominated by teak wood. The house is also surrounded by a beautiful flower garden overgrown with mango trees in each corner. Which is more tantalizing mango trees short-short but already bear fruit and ranum. Rere could not hold his saliva every time he imagined eating young mango that immediately plucked from his tree...

" It's over, let's go in." said the man who looked his age

" I'm sorry you.." Rere hung up his sentence

" Ah, introduce, I am Seno, his adjutant mas Bima." replied Seno politely

" Ah. ," Rere smiled, entering following Seno

Bima looked down from the second floor as Rere entered the living room. He was wearing a white polo shirt paired with a pair of jeans that somehow seemed fit on his body, which is, you could say, quite athletic.

Bima reached out and Rere swiftly shook Bima's hand.

" Please sit down."

" thank you " sahut rere

The atmosphere looked awkward after Seno left the two of them together with two glasses of cold drink.

" OK, I want to show you this." Bima tried to open a chat and provide files in the form of photocopies of land certificates and land exchange agreements.

The document looks outdated, the writing is faintly legible but still clearly visible names and signatures in it.

Rere read the documents carefully.

" Your father must have told you about this matter before."

Rere nodded

" We know exactly that the land at the end of the village that the Wardoyo family now owns, was once yours. They traded the land for school land that he said belonged to them, plus the rice field next to him which later found that the rice field belonged to someone else." Bima tried to summarize the problems they understood together.

" the funny thing is, somehow, your father could lose the original exchange agreement letter that your grandfather and great-grandfather Azka once made."

Bima fixed his sitting position. "do you not feel anything strange?!"

" Do you really not want to clear the good name of your father whose land was seized, accused of falsifying the agreement and now want to be prosecuted for working on people's land without permission?" Bima kept trying to provoke Rere

Rere who tried to digest every word of Bima, understood very well the direction of the conversation.

" What do you want to offer?!" tanyanya to the point

Bima was quite surprised by Rere's firm response. However, he was satisfied to have won the initial initiation.

" I can help you find the original covenant letter, if I become a lurah."

Rere looked a little disappointed but he was very good at mastering the situation, "Okay, I'll come back to see you when you're chosen to be a gentleman." he got up, " Now let me think of another easier way."

Bima rose up against Rere who was about to come out of the door. Real close.

" Help me. Then I will clear up all your problems." Bima bargained. He no longer knows how to convince Rere to help him.

" Well Bima, I think I can handle my own problems. You better focus on your candidacy because the day after tomorrow I have to return to Jakarta." Rere refused subtly.

" I have to uncover the truth behind my father's death, and I need your help." Bima started to fall. He knew he could not expect too much from the woman before him.

" Ruth??" rejoice Rere doubtful.

Bima moved from the door to the rattan chair on the terrace.

" My mother was sure that the death of the Father had something to do with Subandi who wanted to replace the Father to be a law at that time." Bima threw a distant view into the expanse of rice fields that lay before him.

" Many irregularities found the mother, but she was helpless against Wardoyo's power" continued Bima

Rere who began to feel sympathy, sitting in the chair beside Bima, "it has been a long time Bim, what good are you revealed now? It could also harm you and your mother."

" It would be different if I was a lurah. At least I'll have the same power as them."

" Bim, did you forget, your father used to be a gentleman, but what?" Rere did not continue his statement

" It's not just for you, Re. I want the citizens to also get justice and be free from Wardoyo's tyrany." silent for a moment, "I know it's a danger and it may be as futile as you. But at least I want to do a lot before I die, like the late Father." Bima bowed

What Bima said has a point. During his tenure, many positive changes were given by Mr. Danar to the village of Randu Ginting. The construction of roads, public bathing facilities, mck, and many other things that are not obtained by the residents when led by the Wardoyo family. Suddenly Rere's humanity was called. Somehow he felt very sorry to see Bima bowed weak helplessly.

" What kind of help can I give you, Bim?" ask Rere to hesitate

" Have a thing with me!"