Around Us
Chapter 29: Sarak

Mas Bimo immediately pulled out a move. Fortunately, I was able to avoid all the fists he directed. However, he was able to make me rest with his right leg kick that was so fast. I couldn't stop his speed at all.

“It's ironic. You have absolutely no ability to fight. Not a worthy opponent for me.  To be honest, I'm lazy to face a lousy person. Because what? The result was obvious,” his mockery while crossing both hands on the chest.

“Don't be too quick to celebrate victory, Bimo,”.

“I'm not celebrating a victory. I don't need that, because from the beginning it was clear who the winner was. Gini, I give you a choice. Die here or massage me to extend my breath.”

I pursed my lips, replying to the cynicism of his words. “Death here or massage with you? What if what happens is precisely you who will stay here accompany Nining to atone for sins.”

“Articles!” pox.

He walked quickly to launch a follow-up attack, while I waited for the opportunity to counterattack. I stood with complete confidence.

I thought he'd punch a fist or kick again. Though I was ready to fend it off, because the movement had begun to be legible. Instead, he grabbed my shirt collar. I know, he was about to slam my body.

His feet are open. Before he drops my body to the ground, I will do that first to him. Kubalas pulled the collar of his shirt, then pushed the right leg between his two exposed legs. My chance.

Bruckk! As it turned out, his legs were resting very firmly on the ground. The defense is really strong.

I'm failing. Sure enough, he was the one who was even able to knock my body to the ground. Instantly I was in a suffocating situation. Her arms held my neck and her legs locked onto my movements.

“Hem... Stupid!” his frequent.

He punched me in the cheek twice. I can't give up on this ridiculous situation. He could easily finish me off if I continued in a defensive position. While my strength had eroded a lot before.

“Sick?” ask her with a mocking mimic.

I hold my face. “Istigfar, Mas!”

He slapped me. “Jawab, my dear sister. Not even to rule! He said he was smart, but he could not answer. Has resigned? Your death is now in my hands. But I'm still kind. That choice still applies. So make a choice immediately. My time is not much.”

When he rambled, that was where the performance of his mind started to go off guard. I gather all the remaining power, then release the lockdown. He was also knocked down by my sudden attack.

Circumstances turn. I thrust his body over Nining's vortex. Like someone whispered to bring him to face the person he had hurt.

I managed to turn things around, but it was definitely impossible to last long. The sweat was increasingly pouring, the energy had almost reached its limit, and the breath was so stingy.

“Now, I'll offer you a choice,” I replied to his arrogance. “Live here or apologize. Didn't you say you wanted to make a pilgrimage to Nining's grave and apologize to her?”

“Beched! Just managed to attack once you have belagu.”

“People's words, too much talking will make you die,” my lead.

“Job!”

He tried to rise. I felt his power so great. He was able to push me until my body slammed far enough away.

Doesn't stop there. Then, he plucked out Nining's headstone. His eyes glared full of embers. His hands look strong.

He came to me as if he was going to blow the board into my stomach. I'm already helpless. Let alone to run, shift to avoid it also feels unable to. I can only pray and read the Creed.

But when he did the cue by raising his hand, he suddenly fell. His feet were like someone was dragging back over the mound of Nining's tomb.

Thank you, Lord. Many times I have escaped misfortune, I said in my heart.

Mas Bimo shouted in panic. “Arya... Arya.. Help me, my body like something interesting. I can't move.”

Quiescent. I didn't respond to his moans.

He relentlessly pleaded for help and continued to try to reach me in a prone position.

“Sick. Legs hurt. Please Arya, someone pulled my leg. Please, I beg you!” His eyes looked bright.

“Sorry, Mom. I'm really limp. I go home first. Eat, change clothes, and more. If you remember, I will come here to see Mas Bimo. Book me, fine here.”

“Arya, please don't go! Help me. I beg. I don't want to be here,”.

“Where were Mas Bimo's friends who locked me up last night? Just wait for him, Mas!”

I got up in limp. This time, I don't want to be a hero. I decided to step in without turning my eyes.

“Arya…. Helpme! I promise I'll change after this. I beg you, Yes! You know, I'm graduating next week. I also said at that moment I want to make it the most historic day for me, because accompanied by my parents. Yes, I am full of sins. But please help me to make up for it in another way. I want to be at the graduation. I want to see my mom and dad smiling to see me wearing a toga,” she sobbed.

I was filled with his words. However, everyone has the right to be helped to reach a new day. I turned around and approached him.

“Mas, say Istigfar first, then followed by Syahadah and Tawhid reading!”

“It wasn't an introduction for me to die, was it?”

Right. I don't know why when I look at him more deeply as if he's dealing with his last day in the world.

“Mas, follow first yes!”

He complies. He said everything I suggested eloquently.

“Udah, Yes. But why my feet still can't be moved,” he lamented.

“Mas, try to sincerely apologize to Nining?”

“How are his words, Yes?”

“Get out of the heart Mas Bimo.”

He was silent and breathing. Maybe I am writing words too. However, I stress that any words that are conveyed should be with a sincere heart.

“Ning, I know my mistake for you is already too much. But, please forgive me. I promise I will live a better life. I will also apologize to the women who have been the impingement of my nafs,” he said sobbing.

Seeing him suffer, my mind is powerless.

Mas Bimo tried to move his body.

“Yes, I can move again,” hug him happy.

“Thank God, Mom! May this be a valuable lesson for, Mas Bimo.”

“Sure, Yes.”

Then, he let go of his embrace and walked towards home. However, he did not say a word to me for saying goodbye. Especially taking me home together. He didn't do “basi” before leaving.

He passed without even turning his body. I'm not expecting anything in return. I just feel the awkwardness.

Never mind. I was so upset. I dropped the word when I called him. However, it was simply to spill all the anger in my soul.

I'm laying down to drive away tired. Hopefully Nining and Mr. Sigit's mother will also return quickly.

When I tried to close my eyes, it sounded in the air the cry of my name, “Arya..”.

I got up and looked at the source of the sound. It turns out that Dani is with Nining's mother, Mr. Sigit, and one other person who may be her brother. Thank goodness they came.

Dani immediately grabbed my body, “Yes, we take you to the hospital ya.”

“No need, Dan,” reject me smooth. I don't want to trouble anyone anymore.

“But Yes, you need treatment immediately.” Dani persisted.

“Iya, right it,” timpal mom Nining.

I did feel extreme pain all over the body, but I sure didn't have to ignore it. “I'm just hungry, I want to take a shower, I want to sleep.”

“Ya, we are serious.”

“I'm also serious, Dan.”

“Si Bimo to where?” ask Mr. Sigit.

“Home home, Sir,” my light.

Then, I was taken to Mr. Sigit's house. He said, if I don't want to be taken to the hospital, I'd better be treated by him and his wife first. Nining's mother gave me my phone and my bag. He found my thing in his house.

Meanwhile, Dani and his brother permission to return to the boarding house. Brother Dani even said he would make calculations with Mas Bimo. I said there was no need to escalate the problem, because Mas Bimo was converted. Hearing this explanation, he did not believe it. He also said he wanted to make sure.

The thing I was worried about was that there was a fight between them. However, Dani said I don't have to worry. Her brother won't get dark eyes. Sneakily.

***

After spending the night at Mr. Sigit's house, in the morning I returned to the boarding house. Mr. Sigit offered to take me, but I was uncomfortable with having to trouble others. After all, Mr. Sigit's house is not too far from my boarding house. Also, my condition has improved. I've been feeling fit.

When I was about to enter the building, I saw a police car. My feeling is that something is not good. Are they going to catch Mas Bimo? But we have not yet reported to the police about his actions.

Dani was talking to one of the police. I rushed in to make sure what happened.

“What's up, Dan?” tanyaku.

“Says Mas Bimo was in an accident an hour ago. It is suspected that he was about to overtake the bus, but instead he was knocked over by the bus. He fell and was crushed by the bus, and his face was crushed to the asphalt. Now the body is in RSHS,” Dani shuddered.

My body suddenly lunglai. “We make sure to go there yuk, Dan.”

“Well, precisely this Police Officer is looking for a friend who can help identify.”

“True. If you are willing to look there, you can come with our car,” said Mr. Police cordially.

“Yuk, Dan,” take me again.

“OK. But I went upstairs first to tell A Ilham, he was talking to Sister Sandy.”

“Iya.”

Arriving at RSHS, we were immediately invited to the morgue. Later, we were presented with the body of Mas Bimo. As soon as it was revealed, I couldn't see his broken face. I asked the officer to close it again.

From the clothes worn, it was indeed Mas Bimo. His clothes and pants were the same as yesterday. Tragic!

I'm bowed limp. Again, I felt the end was so close yesterday. I should have been able to harder prevent destiny from going according to my intuition.

***

A week passed from the tragedy that so broke the heart. Mas Bimo, may it be quiet in His lap. May all wrongs be forgiven.

I dressed up to attend a graduation ceremony on campus. Mas Bimo's parents asked me to replace his son. I actually had my doubts, but I finally wanted to because they were begging.

Mas Bimo's mother sent a message ready at the location of the inauguration. I have to hurry. I was so nervous I didn't notice the time.

Regarding the attitude, behavior, and dark life of Mas Bimo, I keep it as a story for myself. I did not open it to her parents. Let Mas Bimo always be imprinted in their hearts as the son of pride.

I'm coming down the stairs. However, I was stunned to see the figure standing in front of Mas Bimo's room. He wears nice clothes like me. Black suit, white shirt, tie, black material pants, and black pantofel.

“Mas Bimo..” My handkerchief with common sense.

“Newly want me to call. Yuk, the show is about to start. Father and mother I have been waiting there,” he said smiling.

I was amazed by the view in front of me. Is this really Mas Bimo? I held her hand, real. I can touch it. He's not an illusion.

If this is not a dream, then the event that happened a week ago, is it imagination? Or reality in different dimensions?

It all feels real, but it blurs facts and stories.