12 Badoets
Sangangpuluh Siji

A few days passed. The dragon-wanded man who had the real name Bono Bin Sukito was curled up in custody. He was very cooperative and explained every crime that had been committed. Every detail of the plan, as well as the reasons for the actions that have been carried out are explained without doubt.

Bono's face looked bright, proud and had no regrets. He seems to show that his life goal has been achieved.

"This life will not move forward, before you finish the past. I no longer have fear, whether it's about pain, or death," Bono said with sparkling eyes.

The mysterious death case of the elderly is finally over. Wildan is free from charges. Even he was considered a hero by the parents of Ika. His father Ika who used to hate Wildan, now owes a debt of gratitude to the man who likes cockfighting.

The success of Mr. Wito collapsed due to past scandals. The revocation of titles, ranks and positions was done even though Mr. Wito was gone. The candidacy of his son also failed due to public disbelief in the father. That is life, nothing is eternal. Success built up over many years collapsed in one day.

Angga, Angel, and Nilla stood on the red ground, under the scorching sun. The three of them were wearing all-black clothes, looking at the mound of earth that looked slightly wet. The tombstone reads Jasmine still looks new, giving off the scent of roses and keepsakes.

"We came again, to sow flowers," said Angel Lirih while crouched in front of her Mother's grave. Angga fell silent.

Nilla's crouching. In some parts of his body, burns began to dry up. At the time of the incident Bu Melati or Mak Lastri house burned down, Nilla was also there. He was in the bathroom when smoke started to enter the kitchen. He managed to run out despite getting some injuries.

"Here you go, you two don't continue to be sad. Everything in this world goes according to its own portion. Everyone's happiness is different. And I think you've been in pain long enough. I'm sure after this happiness will come" said Nilla trying to encourage Angel.

"Yes, it's time we move forward. Live your lives as best you can. If you need anything, call me. We are still brothers. Not because of past ties, or blood ties. Except because of togetherness, trust Bu Seruni, and also Mr. Santoso." Angga removed the black glasses and rubbed the slightly wet eyelids. The mood changed quietly. The wind blew gently, bringing a momentary silence that felt long.

"Me and Nilla went back to Bang" said Angel later.

"I want to be here first" said Angga. Angel and Nilla nodded. They left Angga alone.

"Mommy should be safe, if I'm not reckless and careless" Angga said after Angel and Nilla disappeared from view.

"I promise you, as an officer, I'll find that woman named Inca. The world isn't too vast just to pursue criminals like him." Angga looked up at the bright blue sky.

The Inca disappeared after the burning of the house and pecel shop behind the police station. After he managed to injure Mak Lastri, the Inca vanished like it was engulfed in smoke amid a boisterous and panicked atmosphere. While Bono, do not know at all the origins of his partner. The Inca became a mysterious and fugitive figure until now.

Dusk comes with a reddish-colored sky on the western horizon. The sound of frogs was heard from around the gutter. Wildan sat on the front porch without wearing a shirt. His stomach muscles look a little wet. He just washed Jawara.

"Hey Jawara, who would have guessed that living in such a hotbed like this was so delicious after yesterday I became a fugitive. Indeed yes, the key to happiness is to be grateful," said Wildan invited to chat chicken jaganya. But Jawara remained engrossed in pecking the loose soil under his feet.

The phone in Wildan's pants pocket was shaking violently. He reached out and saw it. It turns out Angel's name with a wing emoticon is visible on the screen.

"Hallo Wildan" said Angel. I don't know why the woman's voice sounded softer this time. And somehow Wildan's chest shook violently.

"Ah, is it Ngel?" Wildan stuttered while holding his chest. Without realizing it, there is a longing that is difficult to uncover.

"Yesterday after Rio siuman. The injury to his head is quite serious, but thank God he can go through a critical period" Angel said.

"Alhamdulillah. It feels like it's all over well huh" Wildan said with a sigh of relief.

"Then, look at Wildan. I want to know what you think," said Angel, sounding hesitant.

"What?" Wildan scrunched his forehead.

"Rio proposed. I . . I haven't answered it yet. But he's given me until tonight" said Angel. Wildan gulped. Suddenly, his throat was dry.

"I want to ask for your opinion. How best? Should I accept it?" ask Angel. A question that makes the atmosphere instantly quiet. The silence felt very long.

"Why ask me Ngel? You deserve happiness, as long as you're happy, I'm definitely supportive" Wildan replied after sighing a few times.

"Oh, that? How's yours?" ask Angel again. Wildan returned pensive.

The beautiful twilight sky was reddish, now it looked gloomy and gloomy in Wildan's eyes. The man could not deny his heart there was a sense in Angel. Even talking through a telephone connection alone is able to make the eyes sparkle. Even though the eyes are now turning watery.

"I'm a man Ngel couldn't have expected. Don't throw away gems just for the sake of a stone" replied Wildan firmly. His left hand was tightly clenched.

"alright. I-i understand. Thank you for giving me such valuable advice. I'll take your happiness, Wildan. And one more thing, I think you are the stone of the most shining even in the murky water. Thanks again, Wildan. Goodbye," said Angel, ending his call.

Tutt tutt tuutt

Call ended. Wildan was still stuck to his ear for a few seconds. His chest felt like it was squeezed and pressed to a tightness. Even the fresh air around was not enough to breathe.

The tongue is not boned. Easy to say but able to create more pain than scratched sharp weapons. Wildan looked up, holding back the clear water in the corner of the net from falling and dripping.

At that moment Jawara suddenly crowed loudly. The voice that awakens Wildan from daydreams. Wildan then smiled looking at his favorite rooster.

"Only you can understand my heart" muttered Wildan pointing to his cock.

"I was given some money by his father Ika yesterday. Jawara, tonight prepare your physique. We double my money with your fight. Ha ha ha." Wildan laughed under the twilight sky. A laugh that covered the sadness.

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