FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 53 "Interrogation"

*Nizami's Ibban

Still in class. I just closed my fiqih muamalah. Mobile rings. Incoming call from Rubia's mother.

"Sir Ibban, he was invited to the house of my father and mother. He said they wanted to say something."

"What by the way?"

"Ehm.ya njenengan tree was told to come here."

"Is there an event or what?"

"Just have dinner, sir. Can, right?"

"Where, huh? I'll go to the Mini's house first. There's an important need. I can't promise anything. But, I try. No need to wait."

"That's it, huh?"

"If you want to be delivered now mending convey now only."

"Yes already, deh. It's not very important. Monggo continues then."

"Mr?"

"Yes, Sir?"

"Sir, Mr. Iman actually likes you. It looks like that."

"Sir, you don't have to make it up."

"Try you more the same attitude. He may never have told you. But, several times he tried to code me."

"I'll wait for you tonight, Mr. Ibban. Assalamu'alaikum."

The teaching schedule was finished, I immediately slid into the house of Mini Ma'am. Who knows, Fizah has got an answer today.

I want Fizah to be a more religious woman. I'm afraid he won't thrive if he lives in the village by selling in the market every day. He was so young. Memorandum that he planned since he was six years old will be more assured if he studied at the boarding school and looked for as many barakah there. This is my way of proving my sincerity to her. It was not a way to get her married because I never wanted to take away her youth, a chance for her to achieve a dream.

I didn't stop by the house. Forty minutes later. A kilo before the Mini home. From a distance, I saw two people standing in the middle of the road. I pressed the horn and they left immediately. As soon as I got ahead of them, I realized they were Fizah and Ratna. I'm stopping. Looking up while opening the glass helmet. I watched those who were trying to run. Then, I made sure he was being pursued by whom. There were two men who then shouted to tell Fizah and Ratna to stop. The pace of the two of them accelerated. Meanwhile, the long footsteps of the two men were actually faster to hunt. I took off the helmet. Inching down. Take contact. Then, chase the four of them.

"Stop the four of you!" my orders. I threw the slippers at the man. About the right man's back.

A few steps I approached. "What's the matter with you two?"I stood my back to Fizah and Ratna who immediately sought self-protection by running. But, I forbid it because I don't want them both to be in danger.

"I'll talk nicely to you. You better get out of here. We have important needs with them. Move over!"

The other man continued, "They'll be my fugitives until they come back."

"They're fine women." I'm affirming.

Both of them even exploded into a fierce-sounding laughter.

"If you think she's a good girl, there's no way they're dealing with us. Where there are women like them dealing with thugs. They're hypocrites. Looks innocent. Don't look at the hijab they're wearing" said the man who last spoke.

Until that statement, I began to connect the chronology of my meetings with them those nights. But it's not a good time to be busy thinking about that. I can talk about it later. Obviously I have to save them.

"Surge you!" The man who spoke at the beginning took two steps forward. Inflating chest. Trying to fight with a right fist ready to be swung in my face.

I put that hand away with my right hand. I forced the hand down. That face growled. Wrathful. Meanwhile, the man next to her took a step forward. Forcing my hand to let go.

"You want to find a place like this?"

I don't see people passing by. But, if they care about their own security, my bluff should scare them. They won't do anything.

"Please if you want to make a fuss with me here. I serve." I smile. Seeing them take turns. Looking for worry in both eyes.

I'm turning. Ratna and Fizah were still trying to regulate normal expressions. However, I knew from that face that it was hiding a fear that I did not understand. Maybe it had something to do with the teaching that night.

"Where are you going?"

"We want to go to the house." Fizah answered.

"Do you know?"

"No."

"Why desperate?"

I'm trying to look. Fizah did not answer. It means that something is hidden. If he doesn't know where my home address is, he'll probably be desperate to find it. Except in desperate circumstances. Moreover, at first they also seemed not interested in accepting my offer.

"We've decided to accept Mr. Nizam's offer." Fizah answered again.

"Why him?" Kupandangi Ratna who was holding her stomach. He's very scared.

"You sick?"

He's flailing fast.

"We go to the puskesmas first. Your face is pale."

He nodded faster. Stay tight.

"There's a shop. Let's eat first. I'll take you one by one."

Again, they are like confused people. They always seemed very heavy to immediately agree with my offer.

"We'll talk there. Where you guys are going to go to the cottage."

I picked up the two bags they were carrying. I'm back on the bike. Put the bag in front.

"Come on!"

They didn't come close either.

I kind of looked over. "Ratna. Up, gih! Fizah you're looking for a safer place."

Fizah pushed Ratna's stifled body. Because, Ratna was trying to dodge my invitation. However, Fizah forced him by whispering pleads.

One by one I led them to a small shop calling the road. I ordered them two plates of lodeh vegetable rice and two glasses of warm orange. Waiting for the order to come, I sat down to face them. I noticed they were serious. Realizing my unusual gaze, Fizah's face slowly bowed.

"What's really going on?"

"Sorry, Mr. Nizam."

"Don't just apologize. But speak the truth. I can't help you if you don't want to talk."

Ratna's face looked up.

"Please. We need help." Ratna opened her mouth.

"Before taking you to the pesantren, I must guarantee you don't have any major problems. Let's just say I'm a replacement for the Mini Mom. What did I say doesn't make sense?"

"Sir Nizam, we're really sorry."

Again, they are hard to tell the truth. And, it made me even more curious as to what they were actually hiding.

Sorry, yesterday couldn't go up. I was not healthy yesterday. God willing, if I had the chance to write, I would be up. Thanks for understanding.🙏🙏