Garden Benches
Shadowed

Shadowed

The shadow always follows wherever the step is. Have you ever seen a shadow when it rains? Believe it or not, I get that shadow clingy in a loud splash of water.

“Shitt!”

“Who. Gie?”

“Maniac!” ketus. I called back the anonymous number that just called.  While Ardi drove the bike at moderate speed, maybe he thought my legs should not be hit hard when passing a slightly hollow road. 

While the girl who hit me was carrying my bike behind. With close distance. Strange as well, why would he want to painstakingly get involved so far?

Tuttt

Tuttt

Unapplaced. I repeated it a few times, but the number was silent. Until then Ardi turned his bike to the yard, the number did not want to lift my call.

“They tried to play me apparently!” rto me withhold anger.

I got down a little limped, trying to climb up the porch stairs slowly. It turns out that the pain is still felt.

“Who?” Ardi helped me.

“The man said to borrow Ghifa for a while, we must not report to the police, he said, Shitt! Crazy them, just play borrow!” my macu.

“Ha? They've contacted you?” Ardi looked at me with round eyes.

“Number without name.” I answered with teeth.

The door opened, Mother looks neat by wearing her brocade kebaya.  His face was tense looking at my arrival with shaky steps.

“Gielang, What's wrong with you, Le? Where are Ghifa and Bik Nah?” Mom greeted me in a panic, watching me walk. He watched my whole body. I haven't answered, just head over to the rattan chair on the porch and sit there.

“You just fell?” Mother asked back. I'm just whining.

“Sorry buk, I hit him.” The girl apparently followed us into the terrace, then held out her hand in reverence to Mother who greeted her in confusion.

“What, nduk?” Mom took him to sit on the chair on the other side and I let Mom interrogate the girl. While Ardi was sitting on the rattan chair opposite me.  We are busy with our devices.

“I tell Lidya first.” Ardi asked permission, I just nodded.

Meanwhile, I put the anonymous number into the contact list with the name of the kidnapper, then I sent it to Lutfi with the description of his words when contacting me earlier.

[That number should call me, Mas]

write me in a message.

[He said, don't call the police, your son I borrowed for a moment]

Looks mas Lutfi typing

[Just kid! Borrowing a child!]

I can't help but wail, even though my eyes are heating up.

[Please Mas, find out where the bumblebee is, I'll find it soon]

[In a moment, my men are searching for the ordinate point of his existence. Waita!]

There's nothing I can do but wait. My arms and legs are still painful, bruises are starting to look blue. Ghifa, where are you dear? Baras, I'm sorry ..”

“Gie ..”

“Hemmm.”

“We are highly awaited, Gie.” Ardi said slowly and hesitantly.

I turned my head, looked at Ardi in confusion then I exhaled, snorting in annoyance. Restless struggling, back I tried to contact ‘ kidnapper’ not connected. The sound of Mom's voice panicking came over, the girl must have told me what she heard. Fuck up!

“Gie! So Ghifa? Oh, my granddaughter, how is this, Gie? Come on, Ar, please Ghifa, why are you guys just here, let's go to the police, we'll find Ghifa. Oh piye Le, my grandson.” Mother cried, her hands patted Ardi's shoulders.

“Iya, Mom. Relax, Gie already told Mas Lutfi ..” my speech was cut. Mother approached while still looking at my feet which I left straight to reduce the pain. Ruffled my hair with a lump.

“You, how to, Le. Kok says Mas Lutfi who is on duty outside the island of Java, who wants to learn how to try! Let's just go to the police station!” mother's jolt was impatient, her tears falling.

“Buk, Mas Lutfi will have friends and men who spread throughout Indonesia, quiet buk. Gie told you to track down the presence of the yellow cevrollet that brought Ghifa.” Entertained.

I looked at me with a strange look.

“After all the kidnappers have contacted me, Mom. The number I have given Mas Lutfi to detect its presence as well.” Reply slowly.  My chest is still heavy, the stuck sobs are still popping there.

“So you know who kidnapped Ghifa? Know the car that took my granddaughter? Why not be pursued. To, Le?!” pinch Mom on my left shoulder.

“Aduhhh, Buk pain,” my moans. Suddenly mother stroked her former pinch.

“Gie's been chasing after kok buk, but got hit by him!” Ardi stood up for me while pointing at the girl who had been staring at us. Mom looked at the girl.

“Sorry, Buk. Mas, I was not accidentally.” Back the misty blush hooded girl apologized.

Mother took a long breath.

The girl was still standing in front of us, watching us like an interesting spectacle she didn't want to leave behind. It's strange!

“You didn't come home?” ardi asked the girl, her tone sounded annoyed.

“Sorry Mas, I want to help.”

“Already, thank you. You also need to take care of your bike!” sahut Ardi's.

“Let's just, Mas. It's okay.” The girl still won't move.

“Lha if taken by what person? The key is not you bring, right?” Ardi is still pushy.

“Nothing, Mas. Papa I have a dealer, I just need another motor, later.”

“What?” Ardi brushed aside his eel, I glared back in annoyance, then threw my face away as Mother glared reminding with a blink of her eyes to keep my attitude.

Drrttt

Drrrtts

Gawaiku reads, the name of the Great is listed there. I accepted, and a loud voice called out across.

“Hai Gie, where have you been?”

I looked at Ardi, and then I handed him my salary to answer.

“We're still at home, Gung!”

“Kok is still at home? This wedding ceremony is almost started, KUA officers have arrived!”

“Something happened here, Gung ..”

“What? What's up?” sounding Great urgent.  Ardi was out of words, looking at me for approval, I just shook my head. Mom came back crying, buried my head in her stomach.

“Citra..?” mother asked in a sad tone looking at Ardi, sad.

“O tube, le, le. This way, Citra wants to belong to someone else, Ghifa was kidnapped, you were hit!” I felt Mom's hands stroking my hair. 

“Ar, Gie! What's up?”

“I contact later, greetings To Citra ..”

Finally Ardi answered, he put his clothes on the table. His hands then rubbed his face, then bowed. I let my mother press my head deeper, letting my tears run down her clothes of danger.  I felt the same sadness in my mother's heart.

“Mas, Gie?” 

“What?!”

Reach me and Ardi said, when the girl who did not want to leave called me.

“Sorry, can I help find his sister?”

“Adik?” sahut Ardi

“Ghifa, isn't that Mas's sister who was kidnapped?” The girl said with a pretentious voice.

“Ghifa is my son!” as for my emotions, this girl in front of me seemed to be ashamed to interfere in other people's affairs.

“Kids? But Mas Gie was young, did he have children? Where is his wife?” the story, without feeling guilty.

“Kepo!” sentakku annoyed. I saw Ardipun looking at the girl in astonishment.

Drrt

Drtts

Mas Lutfi.

“Mas, how?” sahutku fast.

“Having met, Gie”

“Alhamdulillah .. where, Mas? I'll catch up with them soon!” kapaku.

“Cevrollet yellow heading north, their last observed ordinance in the area with an altitude of 550 masl. But the number you gave me wasn't in that car, Gie.”

I'm woken.

“I mean, Mas? Is the person who sent the message different from the person who brought Ghifa?"

I was so worried, the kidnapper cast a shadow.

“That's..”.

“What? So?”

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