FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 130 "The Unknown"
*Nizami's Ibban
I don't think Ratna will be able to persuade me to speak. Because, from his back, he looks very awkward. But, the straightforwardness I heard from him earlier I was able to accept with more sense. Although that is not the explanation in detail. Part of it is privacy that is impossible to tell. I should appreciate that. I've had enough of that answer with more chest relief. Everything was clear to me. Ratna and Fizah used to work in nightclubs under someone's coercion. More precisely they were lied to. The two men who had taught at that time, they were the ones who had been concerned with Fizah and Ratna. That is, the two of them had not been safe up to this point. Moreover, the club kingpin is still a fugitive.
It was also clear that Yazeed was not Ratna's husband. I wouldn't consider him a rival friend even if he's currently trying to get Fizah's approval. However, I believe Fizah's greatest desire right now is not to get married. The shadow of his past must still be his biggest scourge, amid the many ideals he wants to achieve. As for Ratna, she was just a poor woman who had to bear her fate alone as a single mother-to-be. Seeing this reality, I can only repeat one word of apology. I said it again before I went home. From now on, I saw the restlessness wrapped around his face which was actually very ayu.
"Are you comfortable living here?" Suddenly the sentence was pushed out.
Ratna nodded. But I'm not entirely sure.
"Are you really healthy?"
He nodded again.
She was suddenly colder after we had a long conversation.
"It's possible that the two men who were after you at that time, they'll soon be found by the police."
He showed a more serious look.
"You don't know the two of them, sir. Naw. It's not that easy. They could have involved a shaman. They're evil and cunning. What made them survive until now, it was because they were very skilled. Why do other women just give up on them? Those women are helpless. It was only me and Fizah who got away. Maybe they're confused, why we got away so easily. And so they keep looking for us. I know, they already know where I am and Fizah is. If the time was right, they would definitely come here. They're coming here, sir." Ratna looks like a very scared person. He spoke very seriously, but with trembling face. His eyes half glanced at the left right like they were stalking a person who felt watched. Why did he suddenly change so drastically?
"I'm leaving." He was leaving. He walked half-run. He told the guards to close the gate.
Two guards came up to me.
I immediately threw him a question. "Ratna why?"
"We don't know. It's the privacy of the entire lodge."
I locked myself in. They will not want to talk either. They were only subordinates who obeyed Yazeed's orders.
"When can I meet Yazeed?"
They whispered to each other.
"I can call her directly if you refuse to tell me?"
"Can't."
"Please, this is important."
"It is difficult to give a phone number" said Mas Iman who was beside me.
"sorry. We're just running the mandate."
"What exactly is this place?"
The two men ignored the question of Faith.
I took out a piece of paper from my wallet. "OKAY. I'll come back sometime. Tell Yazeed, there are people who want to talk important to him. Tell him to call this number."
Our journey continues. We returned to Al-Furqan after the Zuhr prayer and lunch in the stall. Perhaps Miss Nyai Ridhaa and Kiai Bahar have been chanting (home).
Once we arrived at the pesantren page, we actually accidentally met with Yazeed who had just come out of the ndalem. He must be discussing his proposal. From his expression before he knew my arrival, I saw no sign of being merry. Or, it was because of his cold and slightly agitated carrier. This time I looked at his face seriously. It was like seeing myself in another version.
"You?" He only realized after we were about ten steps away.
"I just had to meet. It turns out it's even here. How are you?" I mean shake his hand.
"Good." His attitude remained cold. While returning my handshake. Alternating with a handshake of Faith.
His eyes returned to me. "If you're going to propose to Fizah, you need to know a big secret about her first."
I scrunched my forehead. "Confidential?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"I already know."
"Cannot be. Fizah just doesn't know. There's no way you'd know any better."
"You don't mean about his past?"
"I mean his past."
I thought what I didn't know about Fizah other than that? I understand the lives of Fizah and Ms. Mini. I understand the character of Fizah through the childhood stories of Fizah that have often been told to me. Me and Mini are close enough, what do I not know about her? Fizah's past that I just learned the fact of, to me it's already big enough. Is there a secret I don't know anymore? Yazeed is impossible to be direct.
"Why do you know that secret?"
"nothing important. I just need to tell you that. You can find out for yourself."
Is that a sign that Yazeed has officially become Fizah's husband? There was no way he could have known the big secret if not for there being more ties than before. He said Fizah didn't know yet, then where did she know? I set out my intention to keep asking. Just futile. Yazeed's cold attitude had already made me sure he wouldn't give me any clues.
"Assalamu'alaikum?"
I answered it softly.
He left without looking again. I stared at him until he got in the car. What secret did Yazeed mean? Who has told? Is it possible Mini-Mother? He could have met Mini because he wanted to ask for blessing. But, why did the Mini Bu who said she supported me not say anything? Or, the secret I'm talking about is a problem I already know, but Yazeed thinks I don't understand? But why is he so sure to say that? What have I not known from Fizah's life? He said the secret had to do with the proposal. I realized something. If he said that to me, the sign is that Yazeed has not gotten an answer from Fizah or Fizah rejected it as well.
"Seriously want to propose to Fizah?"
"I wonder what he said just now."
"In my understanding, Yazeed seems to be close to Fizah. Does he fuck, too, Mas?"
I stared at Faith. "Yes."
"He must have been rejected. If accepted, it would be impossible for him to give you a chance to move forward. Or, he thinks you're a rival friend, Mas." He's kind of chuckling.
"There's a point too. I agree."