FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 176 "Mosaic 4"
*Wardah Mustika Rahayu
I immediately swooped it up, "I'm being honest, Mas. What's up, anyway?"
"Tik, you should know that by giving me that patrem, trouble will arise."
"Mas, I deliberately set that aside. What matters is that I can give you something. And that something was the most precious part of my life. That keris, Mas. Patrem was with me often. I leave it to you so that later she will be a special gift also for your future wife."
"But, did you know that patrem can have a bad impact on others?"
"No, Mas. Patrem won't hurt anyone. Besides Mas Nizam why believe so. I guess Mas Nizam ignored all that."
"I don't believe that. But, it feels awkward, Tik."
"Angoing?"
"I'm confused where to talk about it. A moment."
I let him be quiet for a moment. I thought of something myself. What did I not know after the keris was in someone else's hands? Is Nyai Sekar Fragrant that I gave it to someone else?
"Let me be the one. Did something happen, Mas, when I gave the patrem to you?"
"A few days after the patrem I gave to a woman, she died. But, he was diagnosed with high blood pressure and had a lung disease. That's not really what I'm worried about. About that, I consider it to be purely due to disease regardless of the actual cause, which is not known, Tik.
"Keep continuing?"
"The "cris was in Kiai's hands. He's al-Furqan Magetan's pesantren's nanny."
"That means Mas Nizam proposed to Kiai's daughter?"
"Yes. But, after that Kiai gave me the mandate to return it. Either Abah knows where. Abah also knew the name of the patrem Nyai Sekar Wangi. Right?"
I was surprised to hear that. "Couldn't you? I didn't tell you, Mom."
"It's beyond our power as civilians. I can only guess Abah got the isyarah."
"Indeed, Mas. I had a war with my father. This is the first time you are angry. Huge rage. You know the patrem is no longer with me. But, I know you'd be more angry with you, Mom, if I told you you were the one holding it. Lately, I have met two people. They're talking about keris. Kris Nyai Sekar Wangi and kris Brojomukti."
"What connection?"
"I still remember. There used to be a man coming to the house begging the Father to be given a keris. Keris protection. Before you knew my patrem wasn't in my hands, they'd met before. I if nguping usually half-and-half, Mas. But, if not wrong he wants to take revenge on someone. He had a mission to harm a woman. I don't know what it has to do with Brojomukti, Nyai Sekar Wangi, and the woman. But, as if the three were related to each other."
"Sorry, Tik. Excuse me. Did my father ever plan to harm me?"
"Father just wants to reclaim that patrem, Mas. But, you did not intervene alone. I asked one of the two people I mentioned."
"Who are those two men? Try to remember his name!"
"Not knowing me. If he is a tall man. His face is not bad. Ordinary aja. The older one, the shorter one. Sangar's face. Hard smiling. They have brown skin. At first glance their faces are somewhat similar as well, anyway, Mas."
"What's the name Sumarjo?"
"Father rarely calls names. I never asked. I also rarely want to tell you if it's a personal matter for you."
*Nizami's Ibban
Up to this conversation, there were only two people. Ki Dalang and Sumarjo. The judge may appear to be siding, but he is defending the others. I'll ignore it first. Focus on two names only. When viewed from Mustika's second last statement, the two people seemed to be Sumarjo and Hakim. I tend to them. However, I feel that it does not make sense if the reason they know Ki Dalang is because they want to avenge someone woman. Meanwhile, what he had been looking for all this time was Fizah. He must have had some reason why he was still chasing after Fizah when the place was forcibly demolished. Then, when Ki Dalang told him to look for Mustika's patrem, Sumarjo took advantage of his opportunity by harming Fizah. While it sounds logical. But, why did he just harm Fizah after getting the order? I made my temporary guess.
"OKAY. And, now I'm sorry to have to return this. I do not deserve it. This is a trust I have to convey. With the real owner, the patrem will stick so close. You've been together a long time, you can't be separated. Today I'm meeting you again. It's yours, Tik. Keep ityourself. Thank you for your good intentions."
"I'm sorry if my wish made it this way, Mom."
"Yes not papa. At least I know most of the story. I'm feeling cured, Tik. Then, what will you tell your father after this kris comes back?"
"Do you have a cell phone?"
"No, Mom."
"What's so ugly?"
"Nothing is."
"If there were, later you could tell me whatever info related to this matter."
Warung. The cashier guards are on standby at his place. Some buyers are starting to arrive.
"If you may know who, Mas, your future wife's name is?"
"Tsaniya Tabriz."
"It's happy to get rich nice guy Mas Nizam." She smiles.
"What do you want to eat let me buy."
"Mas Nizam. I rarely get in the mood to eat, Mom. Effects of young pregnancy."
"Drinks?"
He's still shaking.
"I want to go home, Mom. Thanks for keeping this patrem."
"Cock rush?"
"It just so happens that the house is empty."
"Thank you for taking the time."
"Yes, Mum."
I'm relieved. The patrem has returned to its owner.
"Tick, Tik?" I chased.
"Yes?"
"Can I see the judge?"
"Who is he?"
"One of the men you were referring to was one of the Judges. You know where he is?"
"Well, I don't understand, Mom. Sorry I can't give you details. Try, yeah, if I get this info, I'm not going to your house for a second. Who knows."
"Thank you, Tik."
"Yes, Mas. Assalamu'alaikum?"
I answer shrily.
There is a chivalry that is already firmly attached in him. With anyone he was nice. I am truly grateful that I am still allowed to get help through it. Even though she had once let down her heart.
Happy reading. During sleep. Thank you for your best prayers. Good prayer may we return to those who pray. đđšđšđšđšđš