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A few days later…

The arrival of the students to Wengi Village that morning was not as usual. That morning, their arrival was greeted by angry residents because their sons suddenly wanted to get out of the village to wander. Some of their daughters refused to marry even though the proposal had been accepted before.

“Go to you!”

“We don't need your guidance!”

“Enter them, Mr Joko!”

“They have spread heresy on our children.”

Mr. Joko smiled slightly but he tried to hide his smile from the students.

“Let's go back, Dik. I don't want to die silly being thumped citizens.” Bring Goddess.

Without a second thought, Dodik immediately turned his car back towards the village road followed by another car. Their action received a standing ovation by residents who thought they had succeeded in driving them away. The car driven by Dodik suddenly stopped making the car behind him step on the brake suddenly.

“Mas, help us! We hitchhiked to subdistrict.”

“Iya, Mas. If we don't run away now our parents will tie us up and hand us over to the landlord.”

“We're in trouble.” Aisyah.

“So how is this?” Dodik confused plus his friends in the other car also asked him via phone.

“We just take it to koramil headquarters, how?”

Finally, they opened the door and the young people went straight up even though they were a little crowded, but that was the fastest way to get out of the village.

The car drove at high speed splitting the road until it reached the national road. They sighed after the car he was riding in had already moved away from the village.

“Do we contact Sir Is?” ask Aisyah.

“Iya, please contact Pak Is, Ai!”

Aisha called Iskandar. After recounting all the events today, Iskandar rushed to meet the KKN committee to find a solution to the problems that were being experienced by his guidance students.

Six cars entered the koramil district office area and Dodik immediately asked them to wait while he met the koramil commander to his office. Dodik tells everything that happened to cause the young Wengi Village to run away from home. Mr. Hashim went out to see them and asked them why they had run away from home. They compactly answered with the same answer as Dodik had said. Mr Hasyim contacted someone via his mobile phone and minutes later a police car broke into the courtyard of the koramil office.

Mr. Hasyim shook hands with a man who turned out to be the police chief of the sector. Dodik joined hands with the Police Chief named Doni.

“Pak, I brought this!” a girl named Jumi opened the contents of her bag in front of everyone.

All eyes were surprised to see the amount of jewelry contained in the Jumi bag. “Where did you get all this?” ask Mr. Doni.

“This is a landlord's gift when applying for me, sir. Help me, Sir. I don't want to marry that old man. His wife of three is still not enough. If you don't help me then we'd rather die than go back to the village.” Threaten Jumi who is possessed by other young people.

“I also don't want to go back to the village, Mr.”

The koramil office located on the national roadside makes the atmosphere there clearly visible until caught by an eye. The man immediately stuck the speed of his motorbike towards Wengi Village. At a time when all the parents in the village were angry after knowing that their daughter's son had run away from home let alone someone to bring the jewelry and money. The villagers gathered at the village office again to meet Mr. Joko. 

“They must have hitched a ride on that student car otherwise they might be able to escape in no time.”

“Absolutely. The Jumi I got to pick up jewelry brought by the village manager next door. What would happen if the Jumi knew if the Jumi ran away carrying jewelry gifts she gave.”

“Si Jamil also followed the escape. Our cows will be born again. Who will take care of that many cows.”

The sound of the motorcycle stopped the complaints of the citizens. “They are in Koramil office, there is also a police.”

All the people were suddenly silent. They can't fight back if they're in contact with the army and the police.

Mr. Joko's phone rang. “Pak Hashim, koramil's head called. He asked me to the office. For a while, please calm down. We'll talk again after I get back from there.” Pak Joko drove his motorcycle to the district koramil office.

Arriving at the koramil office, Pak Joko immediately entered Pak Hasyim's office and sure enough there was a police officer, Dodik as a representative of students and young people in Wengi Village.

“It could be a long one if the case gets into the hands of the police, Mr. Joko. Especially directly already involving students.”

“I'm just the village chief, sir. I can't do anything about it. This is a problem between parents and children. You should have asked their parents not me.” Mr. Joko tried to take off his hands for this kind of business. Because he knew this matter was too complicated to be solved by him.

“Alright then, I ask Mr. Joko to tell the parents of these young people to come here tomorrow. Meanwhile, these young people will be here until their parents come here and then we find a solution together.”

“I agree, Sir.” Replied Mr. Joko as he glanced at the young men.

Talks have been concluded, Mr. Joko returned to the village again to convey a request to the residents who were still waiting for him at the village chief's office.

“Fathers, tomorrow you are all asked to come to the koramil office. I would say if your children have told the head of the koramil and the police everything. So, just make sure that you don't say anything that isn't tomorrow there. Don't let you go to jail.” Said Mr. Joko full of emphasis.

While in the office koramil return guests. They are Iskandar and the KKN activity committee. They listened to the problems that occurred in detail until the campus took the conclusion to dance students from Wengi Village. Also that day, the KKN activity committee transferred the students of Wengi Village to the village around koramil based on the proposal from the head of koramil.

Iskandar met his students who were cooking with young people from Wengi Village. He smiled as the young men began to realize that the world outside the village was very beautiful and dear to miss.

“Why do you think of escaping?” ask Iskandar to join them.

“We are curious and interested in the words of brothers yesterday.”

“But remember, the outside world is beautiful but remember, to get that beauty you must have the ability and expertise. Join the program from the social service, they will build you up to be ready to face the beautiful outside world.” They nodded in agreement.

After getting a report from Dodik, Iskandar tried to contact the social service responsible for this matter. From there, Iskandar got information about the construction. The social service will also facilitate these children after being fostered. An hour after the campus came home, representatives from the social service had come and recorded them. These young people also agreed to be scouted by them. Now, the social service is waiting for the approval of their guardians. Of course Mr. Hashim and Mr. Doni as police officers will take up roles here.

The atmosphere in mess koramil is quite crowded tonight. The young people look familiar to the students. They share stories about many things and some even gossip.

“His brother Pak Joko named Gendhis is beautiful but why not be forced to marry like you?” tanya Goddess made all eyes on him.

“Why did you suddenly ask about Mbak Gendhis, Wi?” Aisyah was curious.

“Kan is right, try to think logically. Look, they were forced into marriage, why didn't Mr. Joko force his sister to marry as well? Moreover, Mbak Gendhis is beautiful when there is no boss who has a crush?”

“Mbak Gendhis can not marry a random person, Ma'am. She was to marry a man of choice and all this time no one has been in accordance with her choice.”

“What kind of man is it?” ask Aisyah seriously.

“Single and handsome and not from the village around and must be 2 years old above him. If more or less then will not be accepted.”

“You just mate so ribet?” grouse Goddess.

“Yes is so, Ma'am. Because Gendhis is special. He was born at midnight of the full moon. She also always performs various rituals to preserve her beauty.”

“Corpse alone wear preserved.” Aji Sahut.

“Don't say ugly, Mas. In the village, no one dared to vilify Sister Gendhis. In the past, there were mothers who insinuated Mbak Gendhis by calling Mbak Gendhis a spinster. The night the mother immediately suffered from a terrible skin disease until expelled by her family from the village. The mother was not a resident there, she followed her husband to the village and did not know about Gendhis Sister. And the mother was also a little julid when talking so people were shouting at her when she was expelled.” The Jumi's story.

“How do you yourself go? Why did you take the jeweler's gift? You are a double eye also turned out.” Ledek Dewi is back.

Si Jum laughed, “If you want to run away kudu have capital too, Ma'am. Time is running away empty handed. The stomach will need to be filled, otherwise where strong run.” Denying the Jumi made them laugh together.

“How much does Mbak Aisyah go for? Do you want to wait for Mas Kadir to succeed?”

“Hah?” Aisha was not prepared for the question. Especially now that the questioner is also waiting for the answer.

“Mbak Aisyah is already proposed by people. Should not propose to women who have been proposed as a saying that says before the curved yellow janur still can be stabbed that heresy bin misleading ya! Don't copy! Kadir, believe me, out there, you will meet many more beautiful women than Aisyah. You should know, Aisyah is just beautiful in front of you. If you see the original him, this second you regret ever telling him to wait for you.” Firmly Goddess made Kadir swallow his saliva with difficulty.

The object is Aisyah just a small smile, she does not argue even though because she knows the purpose of the Goddess said so to save Kadir's heart so as not to be broken.

“Indeed Mbak Aisyah why can make Mas Kadir regret if he married her?”

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Before the curved yellow janur can still be stabbed.... The teaching of Heretics is misleading!!!