FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 181 "Disputation"

*Tsaniya Tabriz

He whispered, "We should have called the police earlier, Dek."

"Abang really, but now I can't." I whispered more.

I looked back at him.

"We're talking about it well or else you're going to be as wretched as that night." I'm not sure what I'm saying. I don't know why this strange event happened that night.

My brother looked at me not understanding. Face whimpering.

"Don't say much! I don't like hypocrites like you. Finish them both!"

My brother pushed me to be eliminated. I'm tumbling. Even my injured hand was in pain because my palm hit the floor. I was confused what to do. Brother had to fight alone against those six people.

"Boat has to be tough. Brother should." I cast it in my heart.

I looked back at Mr. Nizam. I don't want my brother to have the same fate. I have to go home with them both. I also hope Mr. Nizam is still okay. He just kept quiet. No sign of life. It hurts so bad. My chest's tight. The war gender begins. I am not strong to stand. My strength seemed to have been tapped along with Pak Su's steps approaching me. He carried a keris while smiling at his cunning smile. I tried to stand up.

"Dad?" shouted brother.

I looked at the spit. Brother threw his gawai. Landed half a meter away from my side. I know what I'm gonna do. I tried to stand up hard. Fear relaxes my entire joints. I grabbed my brother's device. I managed. I walk with bismillah. Then, I walked away and ran as fast as I could. But, Mr. Su behind me was like he was about to prey on me. I won't look back. I focused on opening the unencoded brother's device. My trembling hand made my brother almost fall. I want to call the local police. I looked for that number while I kept running fast. I looked back for a moment. It turns out that Mr. Su can't walk well. Path's limping. Legs dragged. I looked back at the screen brother. Because of the guppies, I didn't find him. I focused once again. My palms are cold. My breaths. Sweat felt flowing dice forehead. My heart works twice as fast. Tabooing invigorating chest cavity.

Call in.

"You won't be able to run," he said bluffing.

"Don't fuck around with you."

There my brother somehow. I dare not look at them. I could only hear the sounds of grunts, hissing, yelling, lashing, and harsh words. Many times I have heard of someone falling, but I don't know who has been knocked out. I'm waiting for a missed call. Suddenly, my right hand was pulled. I'm appalled. Heart jumped. Gawai brother was thrown accidentally. I took a pentule needle in my hood. I cut Mr. Su's arm with that needle. He ran as he shouted in anger and complained.

I'm turning. It seems like brother was trying to fish so that the fight could be outside the room. He ran through the right door. And then he pointed to the door on the left. He told me to go in a separate direction. Nelangsa. Brother's face is battered. Brother's shirt sleeve was hit with blood. Probably to wipe the blood coming out of his temples and lips. Brother had managed to get out, while I was still struggling to run with limp legs and quiver. Ambiguous shadows, between life and death, swirled in my head. La haula wala quwwata. I added two sentences of shahadah.

Unfortunately I didn't get to take my brother's device. The string was thrown far enough away. Three meters away from me. I should be able to report this incident to the police so that today also Mr. Su and his accomplice are no longer able to avoid the authorities.

"Sir Nizam, you must be well there," I said. I almost reached the door of this room that was too wide.

My chest is getting crowded. I gasp. Mr. Su threw something in my head until I complained very loudly. Kuraba. I'm still lucky. The thing that was thrown earlier did not hurt me. Just a little dizzy me. Again, Mr. Su took my hand firmly. And I immediately threw a slap of my left hand on his face.

The splassssh!

I ran backwards. I think it's hard enough to make Mr. Su go straight to the keris. But, I don't know what happened then he just roared exactly like a possessed person. He fell. Not normal exercise. Eyes widened. He was screaming indistinctly. Groping everywhere. I use that by running as fast as possible. Three meters later I managed to reach the doorknob. I'm making sure Mr. Su is behind the door. Without me realizing it, Mr. Nizam just disappeared. He was no longer in the chair. I'm in the fog. Meanwhile, brother is still able to survive with the rest of his energy. But, I can already see the ability of brother is not as strong as before. He could survive the attack of six people. Brother slumped. His body, which was now on his stomach, was like a statue. I cried at once. Mr. Nizam disappeared, brother lost, and Mr. Su became so. I should how? I hit my chest with my right fist.

Gawai brother? But, the device was two meters away from Mr. Su. Where might I take it. If I went to seek help, with my meager running speed, I would leave behind a brother who was already seriously injured. I dare not go into that room again.

Mr. Su raged. He played his keris while staring fiercely at me. I rushed away from the door. But as soon as he shouted again. Stalled steps. I saw clearly he was wrestling with the keris. Why could that be? Keris is like trying to hurt her owner. It's awkward. Cannot be reasoned. So too with the disappearance of Mr. Nizam. Where is he? My mind was dead-end to reach out to things beyond my capacity.

Then, it came out of nowhere to the Judge. He began to direct his foot kick towards one of Pak Su's messengers. The brother who had lost his life tried to rise again to fight. The judge fished for six people to fight him. Four men went after the Judge, then fought elsewhere. The remaining two of Pak Su's men returned to serve brother. Is that how the judge convinced me that he didn't really cheat on me? He proved it all by helping me at the right time like this. What does all this mean, O God? Dizziness. Nausea. My body's gone limp with no power.

I'll try to find Mr. Nizam around this place. Maybe he ran away. At least my brother has been helped by the judge's will.