Curious Spirit Courier
A Strong Inspiration

Ferdian appeared in the morning with breakfast for Ilham. In his hand there are two packs of yellow rice complete with side dishes and quail egg satay. He knocked on the door and the face of Inspiration came out from behind the door.

"Morning, breakfast with yuk!"

Ferdian showed me the rice packet he had brought to Ilham. The teenager who had just taken a shower smiled.

"Pak Ferdi bothered. Come on in, sit down, I'll make you some warm tea."

Ilham rushed to the kitchen to make a drink before long he came out with a sumringah face along with two glasses of warm tea.

"What time is Ham?"

"Today's half eight pack." Ilham answered while feeding rice to his mouth.

Ferdian smiled, he noticed that Ilham was so greedy to eat. Ferdian missed his son, the Great. A bitter smile was again drawn on his lips.

"Lho sir Ferdi didn't eat?"

"This just want to open, oh yes you do not have to go to school today how? Permission first, there are things you have to take care of."

Ilham stopped eating, he took Ferdian seriously, "What's wrong, sir?"

"Overnight the police have arrested the perpetrators of the killing of Mr. Hadi including Badri. Today it is likely that Bu Atun also did not enter because he had to provide information at the police station.

Eye of Inspiration glass, he was relieved and sad but also not surprised by the story that later presented Ferdian. 

"Father once told me about Badri but Bu Atun's husband. At that time he had come here and angry father. But you never nanggepin just diem alone."

"So there were already seeds?"

Ilham nodded, he then told me many things about Bu Atun and Badri. Ferdian listened while smoking his cigarette. His appetite was gone after hearing the story of Inspiration. 

"It's important now that the culprit has been arrested. Now what's your plan Ham?"

"Stay school sir, while still running the business of the father. If there's a more recent windfall I'm thinking of going to college." Lol finally finished his meal.

Ferdian mangosteen, before long two men in civilian uniforms from the police station came to Ilham. Explain something similar to Ferdian's explanation. They asked Inspiration to come to the office. 

"Sir, can you accompany me? I'm .. afraid," Ilham said a little hesitantly to Ferdian.

"Sure, I'll accompany you to the end." Ferdian patted Ilham on the shoulder, "Relax everything is fine, don't worry."

Ilham smiled wryly, the tension clearly visible on his face. "Hhm, sir I _,"

"Why would anyone want to ask?"

Ferdian smiled, he did not respond to Inspiration's question. "Prepare, get out of the afternoon let all the business run fast."

Ilham nodded, cleaned up the dirty glasses and cutlery and prepared. Ferdian sighed, he turned to look at Mr. Hadi who had been sitting next to him without speaking.

"Time to part, sir, is there anything to say to Inspiration?"

Mr. Hadi pensively for a moment then he spoke with a faint look. "I just hope he can live his life well, eat and sleep regularly, not be lonely, and achieve his goals as an architect."

"Ilham likes to draw?"

Mr. Hadi nodded slowly, "In addition to reading silat novels and wanting to become a great writer like Bastian Tito and Kho Ping Hoo, he also aspired to become a famous architect like Frederich Silaban and Ridwan Kamil. The great man who created the marvelous work that is remembered all the time."

"Bastian Tito with his Wiro Sableng, Kho ping hoo with his Golden Flute, Frederich with his sturdy Istiqlal Mosque masterpiece and Ridwan Kamil with his unique Bottle House building. I really hope Ilham can reach his ideals without being constrained by the presence or absence of parents. May he be a righteous and obedient child in worship."

Mr. Hadi shed tears on his old face. Ferdian patted Hadi's shoulder with a thin line on his lips.

"Aamiiin, he can definitely live it. He's a strong boy, but what about Bu Atun? Can he take it?"

"I will tell you myself, let me before going to meet and hug him last time."

Mr. Hadi's request was granted by Thomas, he gave a sign with a unique sparkle pin in the Ferdian outfit.

"Surely sir, before we leave tonight Mr. Hadi can meet with Ilham for the last time."

Inspiration out of the room in neat clothes. "We're leaving now, sir?"

Ferdian nodded and the two of them went to the police station. There Aji and Badri immediately prostrate at the feet of Ilham to apologize. Ferdian rolled his eyes at the two and gave a code of silence.

"Sssst, keep our secrets or you'll always see him!" ferdian whispered half-threatening to the two.

Aji and Badri turned to the side and found the terrible figure of Mr. Hadi who looked at the two nyalang.

"Geez bang, aampuuuun! We've done it bang, we've told the police!"

"It's good because I'll be watching you from the other side of the world, okay?!"

"Understanding bang!" kawab both at the same time.

One of the police officers apparently noticed from afar, he was curious about what Ferdian was doing. 

"I'm sorry Aiman, are you the guardian of Inspiration?"