BROMOCORAS
Who's Warsito?

Prastowo looked around the room. His eyes glanced at a picture on the table. Prastowo took the neatly framed photo. Suddenly his smile expands.

"The kid still has this photo." Prastowo muttered and then rubbed the photo. In the picture is Salim and himself.

"Sorry Kang Prastowo made you wait." The man came back to his room and immediately sat in a chair facing Prastowo. Now the two sit facing. A small table right in the middle of them separated the two chairs they were sitting on.

"If there is a wind what makes Kang Prastowo arrive to see me?" The man seemed very confused with the arrival of Prastowo.

Prastowo placed the photo he was holding, to its original place, on the table.

"Alright, Baron. I don't want to be stale. I just got straight to the point of why I purposely met you this time." Prastowo said a little glance at his interlocutor who is none other than Baron.

The baron slightly frowned. "Is there a problem, Kang?" Ask reading from Prastowo's attitude.

"I want to find some thugs who've attacked my nephew." Prastowo said later.

The baron laughed, "The cup is so, Kang. Say Kang Prastowo what can I help Kang Prastowo this time?"

"I know you're back in the world as you used to be. So I'm sure you can help me." Prastowo slightly pressed his words.

Baron nodded lightly, "If only I could. I would definitely be very happy to be able to help Kang Prastowo."

"I only have this as a clue. Maybe one of your many people knows who owns it." Prastowo took out a black eyeglass from inside his jacket and then placed it on the table.

The baron immediately grabbed the sunglasses, watched for a moment, but then his eyes widened.

"These glasses?" Baron murmuring. Prastowo.

"What's up, Baron? Do you know anything?" Ask hunting.

"These glasses look a lot like Suko's glasses, Kang." Baron lirih.

"Suko? Suko's brother Dasman? Suko the snot boy?" Prastowo frowned.

"It's been twenty-five years, Kang. He was now no longer worthy of being called a snot boy." The Baron smiled a little.

"You're right, Baron. It felt like it was only yesterday, but it didn't really feel like it had been so long. Emmm, then what about these glasses? Is this perhaps Suko's?" Ask Prastowo.

"Glass like this is a lot, Kang. I'm sure, this just happens to be one model and one brand with Suko's." Baron tried to explain even though he was a little surprised by the exact same glasses that Suko used to wear.

"alright. I hope it doesn't belong to Suko." Then Prastowo.

"What's the matter, Kang?" Baron asked a little curiously.

Prastowo sighed. "A few days ago my nephew was attacked by four hired thugs, and this morning, someone tried to attack him again even though this morning was just one."

Hearing that, the Baron immediately gulped. He remembered very well, before he had sent four thugs to attack Ajimukti. Then after that he just told Suko one. This could not have been a coincidence, let alone that the glasses were indeed similar to Suko's glasses. And maybe it was Suko's glasses.

Suddenly there was fear flowing in his blood. Instantly his face was deathly pale, imagining if indeed the target this time was Prastowo's nephew, then he was finished.

The baron sighed to calm the uneasiness of his heart at this moment.

"Sorry, Kang. Who is Kang Prastowo's nephew?" Ask later.

Prastowo straightened his sitting position.

"Should I tell you?" Ask later.

The baron only frowned, while his heart was racing at the moment. There was a restlessness that he could not convey.

"His name is Ajimukti Aufatur Muthoriq."

Hearing Ajimukti's name, immediately Baron's chest felt tight. Meaning true, the thugs that Prastowo meant were his men. And he can't imagine what Prastowo would do to him if Prastowo knew that the boss of the thugs was him. Imagining that, the Baron's entire body felt shivering and trembling.

"And you know who he is?" Prastowo sighed for a moment.

"He is the only son of our brother. He is the son of Kang Salim and Kartika." Prastowo continued his words.

Instantly it felt like Baron wanted to immerse his entire body into the coals. He had attacked the child of the person he was most in love with during his life. Instantly, Baron dropped his back on the back of the chair he was sitting in. His body shook violently. The trembling, anxiety, anxiety, and fear mixed into one created a sense that he could no longer explain.

Prastowo raised his eyeballs glancing towards the Baron, then smiled.

"Do you know something, Baron?" Ask later.

The baron bowed, his chest tight to speak. Several times he took a deep breath in just so that he would feel a little calm.

"That day, someone contacted me and asked to meet because there was a task with a considerable fee. Later that night, Suko and I went to the man and accepted the task. I never thought that the person in this photo was Kang Salim's son." The baron took out a photo of Ajimukti from his suit pocket and put it on the table. Prastowo did not respond, it was a smile that he threw towards the Baron that made the Baron more overwhelmed with fear.

"Who is that guy? And what's the problem with Kang Salim's son?" He asked without looking at the baron.

"I don't know, Kang. All I know is his name Warsito. That's all I know, Kang." Said Baron still with a position to hide his face from Prastowo.

"Telephone him! And tell him I want to meet." Prastowo's orders later.

The baron complied. He immediately pulled out his phone and with trembling hands tried to dial the Warsito number.

"Not connected, Kang." His words were still in a tone of fear.

Prastowo sighed, "Take me to his place!"

"Okay, Kang." The baron immediately called his men to prepare the car.

Soon they were walking and got into the baron's car. During the journey, the Baron still felt an overwhelming fear. He did not expect that his task this time would end like this.

Almost half an hour away, they finally arrived at a village far away in the countryside. The baron immediately ordered his men to bang on the closed door. But after all this time there was no answer.

"People have been out of sight for a few days, Kang." Excited someone whose house is not far from the Warsito house.

"I don't know for sure, Kang. As far as I know, the person who lived here last time and who meant it, also recently moved here. And as far as I know too, a few days ago he was picked up by a car with a few things." Say that guy.

The baron was a little desperate. He then broke down the door of the house. And once the door opened, the house was empty with nothing in it but ashtrays full of cigarette butts and bottles of liquor.

"Damn, that guy ran away apparently." With full of emotion.

"What now, Kang? Warsito is no longer here. I have cheated it." Baron said to Prastowo who had been standing next to the car.

"We go back, and meet me with Suko." Prastowo said flatly without expression.

Baron just agreed, then immediately went back into the car and left the yard of the house with a feeling that was again agitated.

Upon his arrival at his place, the Baron immediately summoned Suko. Suko who was frightened by his failure was a little agitated, but he was also unlikely to refuse Baron's orders, especially when the phone, Baron seemed to be in a big rage.

Soon, Suko enters Baron's room. He immediately gasped as soon as he saw there was Prastowo who was so familiar to him. For a moment Suko felt relieved. He thought it might be the call of the Baron to him this time because of the arrival of their old friend and for the reunion, and would definitely not discuss the task given to him.

"Kang Prastowo's. Howareyou? Long time no see." Suko immediately greeted the friendly Prastowo and was about to hug Prastowo. But immediately Prastowo raised his fist with all his might and made Suko's body thrown to the floor and hit the wall quite hard.

"There's Kang Prastowo. Why...."

"Shut your mouth!" Prastowo instantly evaporated his emotions. The baron who saw Prastowo's anger could only swallow because he was afraid not to play.

"If I don't remember you, it's his brother Dasman, which means my brother. I've killed your life this very second." Prastowo threatened, his eyes sharp and shrinking Suko's guts instantly.

"Wake up!" Prastowo's orders later.

Immediately and still with fear of not understanding what happened, Suko tried to stand with trembling legs.

"Look good at the person in this photo!" Prastowo showed the photo that Baron had shown him.

Suko gulped. He remembered the face of the person in the photo. He is Ajimukti, the boy who had kicked him this morning when he was going to finish Sobri.

"He's..."

Plaque!

A loud slap from Prastowo again made Suko almost fall down. Because of the slap, the tip of Suko's lips now looks bloody.

"That's a reply to the man you beat this morning. That's nothing compared to what you would have received if you knew who the father of the child you had beaten this morning." Prastowo said as he looked at Suko who was now bowed in fear.

"Who are they, Kang?" Suko finally dared to ask.

"The boy you beat up this morning is called Sobri. And you know who his son is? He was the son of Dullah. And about who's in this picture, let the Baron explain to you." Prastowo calmed himself down a little.

But hearing Dullah's name, Suko's fear grew. He knows who Dullah is. He also remembered Dullah's ability as well as his strike during his time with Kang Salim.

"I'm sorry, Kang Prastowo. We really don't know if it turns out Ajimukti is Kang Salim's son." Said the Baron bowed.

Suko who heard that Ajimukti was his son Salim, immediately collapsed, his body shivering in fear.

"Forget over! But I have a duty for you guys instead." Prastowo said then, with his sharp gaze towards the Baron.

"Say, Kang. Whatever the task is, we will certainly do it even if our lives are at stake." Said Baron earnestly and a little relieved because in the end there is a way to make amends.

"Yes, Kang. Whatever the task, I'm ready to accept it for the sake of making amends." Suko added to Baron's speech.

Prastowo sighed, "Find out where the guy Warsito is, the guy who told you to go. Bring him to me. I want you not to do it with violence. I want you to bring the man whole without injury. Are you willing?" Said later.

"Calculate, Kang." Baron also Suko nodded simultaneously.

"Work it fast! I want you guys not to disappoint me this time." Prastowo said afterwards.

Baron and Suko nodded back.

"Sorry for my punch earlier. I'm sure the payment you received is still a lot left if it's just treating the wound because of my blow." Prastowo said to Suko whose lips still looked bloody.

"I should be the one apologizing, Kang. I was negligent and did not investigate before moving on. I deserve all these blows." Suko said with regret.

"Alright then, I think my business here is done. Excuse me first." Prastowo moved out of the room.

"I'm taking you, Kang." Said Suko standing up immediately.

"No need! I brought my own motor. Just treat your wound immediately so that you can immediately carry out the task I gave you earlier." Sahut Prastowo flat then immediately stepped in following the Baron.

"Once again, forgive us, Kang. I hope this incident does not reach other brothers including Kang Anggoro and Kang Dullah." Baron said a little worriedly.

"You just calm down. I can trust. And I make sure everything's gonna be okay." Prastowo stopped his steps.

"If you and Suko have time. Come to the pesantren." Prastowo said while patting Baron on the shoulder.

The baron just nodded. He knew what Prastowo meant to tell him to come to the pesantren.

"Oh, yeah, almost forgot. You've got a lot of guys scattered all over this town. You might also be able to help Mas Aji, Kang Salim's son, find out someone's address." Prastowo said later.

"Of course, Kang." The Baron without hesitation.

"I'll send you a picture of the man. You just find out the address and report it to me. The rest let Mas Aji himself come to that person later." Prastowo.

"Good, Kang. Me, Suko and my men will soon carry out all the duties of this Kang Prastowo. I'm sure I won't disappoint you, Kang." Baron again convinced Prastowo.

"Thank you in advance." Prastowo patted Baron's shoulder again. The baron just lowered his head.

Before long Prastowo passed away from the Baron's place by riding his motorcycle. Baron himself was still standing looking at Prastowo's departure until he really did not look again, only then he went back into his room.

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