
As usual, before entering the house Guren was silent for a moment in front of the door. Guren is shy, embarrassed to face Ran who is afraid of him— Guren deliberately always comes home late so that Ran does not see his face. Eleven o'clock at night, Ran should have gone to sleep.
Reality ....
“Lift hands, or I'll shoot!” Ran pointed a gun—welcomes Guren's arrival to extremes.
Guren raises both hands, but is armed with a dangerous weapon but Guren is very happy. Guren's heart warmed, he almost dropped the tears he held on his eyelids.
“Do not crybaby crooks! Come here go forward and hug me!”
Bruk! Ran was almost uprooted by Guren who quickly grabbed him. He said not to cry, but Ran sobbed let out a sick voice that he had been enduring.
“Don't you dare mess with me, you see? I hold a weapon that can make your head hollow, Kak,” Ran said like a child who spoke while crying.
“Eng.” Guren nodded in agreement, rubbing Ran's back with his own head hiding on Ran's neck.
Finally, after a long day of heavy living—Guren regained his wife— not only in terms of body but also heart.
Then Guren loosened her embrace, slightly pushing Ran, cupping both of Ran's wet cheeks in her hands. “I'm sorry, I won't be trash anymore, I promise. You keep my promise as one of those gun bullets.”
Ran's hand removed Guren's hand from his face, looked him in the same eye as Guren, then said, “Can you grant my request?”
“Whatever it is, say.”
***
Light seeps in when the door of the dark warehouse opens, Arif opens his eyes because he feels glare in his days that do not see the light since captured by Guren and held in the office.
“Guren?” Arif frowned at the look on Guren's face that was unlike the day before.
Guren removed the chain that shackled Arif's neck. “I'm sorry,” he said.
Once again Arif frowned, Did you just apologize? To Arif? But it seems like it is. Guren held Arif, outside there was already an office medical team waiting. Arif was laid in a push gurney, then Arif will get treatment for his injuries.
While one more person who became Arif's friend in the warehouse— already confident will be released like Arif as well. But that was not in his hopes, Guren again locked the door of the Warehouse after putting a packet of fresh bread and jam in front of him.
“How about me?” he stared frozen at the door. He shouted, “Woi, when can I graduate from this army?! Even the new kid came out earlier than me, his senior!”
Elsewhere, precisely in a remote village, a couple was planting rice in the rice fields owned by Pak Lurah in the village. Since being fired and driven out by the Zullies, the couple returned to the village sheltering in their old hut that was on the verge of collapse.
“Pak Farhan, Buk Jamila!” call Mr. Lurah.
Directly the owner of the name moved out of the mud to approach Mr. Lurah. “What's up, Sir?”
“In your house there are people looking for. Go first greet your guests, they are still waiting on the page.”
Farhan and Jamila looked at each other, each displaying a look of wonder. Who's coming? Or relatives. Rather than keep wondering in their minds, they came out to look.
“We came here to deliver the custody of Boss Guren.”
Jamila and Farhan gasped at the name. This time what kind of suffering would that jerk want to give? Farhan thought before a suitcase filled with money was opened.
“A-what is this?” Farhan stuttered as the suitcase suddenly moved into his hands.
“It was for Father and Mother. This is also a land letter, the location of the land you can ask Mr. Lurah. It was Mr. Lurah who helped us find land that was quite close to your residence. Then we excuse.”
The five men then left, leaving Pak Farhan and Buk Jamila in confusion.
“Pak?” Jamila turned to Farhan after a car drifted further away.
Farhan turned to open the map, he read four land letters whose size when combined would be greater than the land of Pak Lurah. Then they find Guren's handwritten paper delivering a message to dispel their doubts.
[I'm sorry Mr. Farhan, Buk Jamila. Please accept my gift for your lives. All of that is now yours, the money in the suitcase you can use to manage the land as you please. I know this is not enough to pay for Vera's life, let me pay even if it's not worth it. I'm really sorry, you know? Because of you I got my wife's punishment. Next I I apologize directly at your feet, prepare the whip when I come, you may hit me. But don't die, yeah. Poor wife to be a widow.]
After reading the letter, Farhan and Jamila threw smiles at each other. Finally after a long time Guren apologized to them—admitted a mistake despite not getting a sentence from the court.
“It's okay if this is ‘kan, Bu?”
“Vera is quiet in nature. It's time for us to scavenge Vera and think for our own survival.” Jamila looked up at the sky, then she turned back to Farhan. “What do we want to do, Sir?” he said with a smile.
“We better not compete with Mr. Lurah, he has helped us a lot. How do we grow palm, Buk? Sawit big enough that long time yes, ‘kan? While waiting for us to ground vegetables, like potatoes, onions, chili.”
“Mother come with Mr, aja.”
“Iya, we first see the land, suitable?”
“Ya we have met Mr. Lurah now.”
This is how Guren granted Ran's request. Ran asks Guren to take responsibility for the two families who have lost their daughter.
In exchange Guren gave land to the Vera family, adding to the Arif family workshop funds in order to enlarge their business.
It cannot be compared to the lives lost, but they are willing to forgive Guren. Revenge cannot bring to life those who are gone. It is better to keep moving forward, making the past just a memory that has no business in the world anymore.
“Vera, Olif, you brave women who still defend the life of an unborn person at the stake of your life. Take it easy, the devil here I'll handle. I make sure there are no more victims like you,” Ran said on two photos of smiling women who were each with Guren.
“Whom are you talking to?” Guren nongol from the bathroom door, his head still full of shampoo.
“Not your business, just take a shower there!”
You bastard, how many women were next to him first? Inner Ran. It's kind of annoying to see a picture of Guren with another woman.
Seriate....