Garden Benches
GATHERINGS

Gathering 

"Be like a flower that is perfected even to the hand that has destroyed it" (Ali Bin Abi Talib)

White cars are slipping through the streets. Rows of bicycles pedaled both opposite and in the direction of the road, we met all the way. Sunday morning, many clcying clubs take advantage of this holiday time by doing activities together. There are a variety of bicycles used. There are also onthel bike communities with striated surjan uniforms worn, cycling gallantly on old bikes that are well maintained and look authoritative.

I just let it go, the noise in the back bench, there's just talking about Kunthi. Unceasingly his voice rambled like a starling bird after eating a caterpillar. Ghifa chuckled at the joke that teased him. Lidya seemed to respond.

Who is that girl exactly? Came uninvited, came home waiting to be told to leave. Is he really a jaelangkung or Kunthilanak?

“Mas Gie, know Anton how long?” suddenly Kunthi's question was directed at me.

Kulrikik Ardi who was holding the steering wheel and was holding his laughter. I snort.

“Not too long, why?”

“That's her next question, Mas Gie! Why Anton has the same evil intentions as Gie. How Anton was so afraid of defeat, think! Image is Gie's girlfriend, yes?”

Kunthi nyerocos is out of control. It seems that the brake lining of his mouth is already exhausted, until it slams into the privacy limit.  

“Kepo!”

“This is a serious problem, Mas. What was done yesterday was a criminal act, you know!” 

I didn't answer, but Kunthi wanted to make a speech.

“Listen this mas, there is a case of an uncle kidnapping his own nephew, well even though the family has revoked the report still the police continue the process." he continued later, he continued,

"According to a Legal Counsel, In this case, the kidnapping case committed by anyone even though the one who committed the act was his own uncle still broke the law, in accordance with article 328 KUHP that meets the elements of criminal acts."

I was still silent, Kunthi was still excited.  

"Attraction is a common offense, even though the family has forgiven the legal action, the police still process the case or case because it is the duty and obligation of law enforcement officers who represent the country."

Kunthi's speech continues.

"And, even though the family has forgiven and revoked his case does not mean it has removed the crime committed by his uncle who has fulfilled the elements of the crime."

"The legal process continues as long as it has fulfilled the delicacies in the Penal Code on kidnapping crimes. The person concerned is difficult to be free from legal entrapment because it has entered the police report and followed up from the investigation to the investigation."

We're still listening, nobody's trying to interrupt. Even Ghifa was eager to pay attention to Kunthi.

"A legal case that has been processed by the police and has been submitted to the Prosecutor cannot be SP3kan, unless it can be considered that concerns the interests of the general public at large for the sake of state security."

"In this case the above case is purely a crime of criminal offence in accordance with the Penal Code and SPPA Law No.11 Th 2012 that the child who is the victim of a criminal offence.”

I saw that brown-eyed lady from the rearview mirror. Kunthi's voice was fiery by staring at the HP screen, maybe she was reading the results of her googling. This time Ardi could not help laughing he chuckled loose for a moment. Then get serious.

“Actually true also he.” He murmured, as slow as possible so that only I could hear.

I glared, Ardi started to side with Kunthi, while Lidya just smiled watching Ghifa who was gawking at Kunthi with a look of confusion.

“Thank you Kunthi for the news you read. But I haven't made any reports about child abduction. So the Police can't process for a case that doesn't exist.” Reply relax. But Kunthi won't give up.

“How about you just report Mas, Gie! Let's be a lesson!” sulk Kunthi looks furious.

“Already, the important thing is Ghifa survived, that's the important thing Mother said. You heard it yourself yesterday, right?”

Kunthi fell silent, then turned her gaze towards Ghifa who was still staring at her.

“Baaa!”

“Hihihi ..” Ghifa again chuckled, in surprise. His two little hands closed his mouth, not tight.

What do you want the real Kunthi? It was as if he had entered, interfered in my life, without excuse. Huff!

Ardi deliberately brought his Honda jazz car into the right gate, and parked it there.  A red car was already in front of him.

I immediately got out of the car along with Ardi, still heard Kunthi's voice in the back bench.

“This is home Mbak Citra?” kunthi asked in a loud voice,

“Iya, let's go out..” replied Lidya.

I opened the back door to help Ghifa get out of the car, but Kunthi was pleased with his words.

“Wah, mas Gie very kind to open the door for me ..” brown eyes sparkle.

“Not for you, Kepo girl! But for my son, Ghifa.” My heart is fast without a smile.

But instead the girl laughed out loud.

“Santuy, Mas Gie! Why is it sewot? Come Ghifa.”

“Mama Image ..” Kugendong Ghifa.  The curly-haired little girl then wrapped her arms around my neck.

“Byok we meet mama Citra..” my words softly while stroking her curly hair.

Ghifa nodded strongly. Kunthi stared at us with her mouth open.

“Mama? So Mrs Citra it, her mama Ghifa?” mumbling slowly. And I let him be confused myself.

Ardi walked ahead to the mother house, while we waited at the pendopo which was still arranged two round tables with chairs wrapped in white blue ribbons around the table. The stage is still unchanged, has not been dismantled. Maybe wait one or two days along with dismantling the tent. I breathed heavily.

Coinciding with that again I saw Lik Miah who was entering from the left side of the pendopo. With a fistful of women who were frisky met us.

“Eh Mas who came yesterday used to be the same Great Mas, right? Her friend Citra? Why didn't you look yesterday, Mas?” greet the crowd, then greet us one by one and let us sit down.

“Iya, Lik ..” replied Ardi back turned around.

“Please sit first, yes Mas, Mbak I call Mbak Citra.” 

“Thank you buk.”  Lidya and Kunthi.

While revealing a friendly smile Lik Miah immediately entered the mother house. Several mothers were seen arriving and walking towards the left side of the building. In this area still applies 'freak' culture, before and after the celebration. Mothers will help prepare all the hajajatan rampe tuba and will again help tidy up the house until it is ready.

Before long, the two people looked together out of the mother house.  The image looks very thin, the eyes are sunken and blackened like panda eyes. His cheeks looked thin, and his face still looked pale. The girl walked next to Anton who looked to be furrowing her brows as soon as she saw our arrival. 

I got up from my seat, Ghifa turned towards Citra, the little girl wriggling down from my sling. The image widened, his eyes looking sparkling. He immediately ran over, pushed hard when his arm was held by Anton.

“Mama Image! Mama Citra's! Mama Citra!” Ghifa exclaimed with joy as she ran out her arms.

“Ghifa beautiful!” sahut Citra with tears. He brought Ghifa in his arms, tightly.

“Partra!” anton snapped spontaneously, his face radiating dislike.  

Suddenly the rumbling in my chest could no longer be contained, my hands clenched. I walked up to Anton quickly, and…

Bugg!

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