Honor Behind the Stain
Honesty Khanza

On the banks of the Musi river, like lovers dating, the Emperor and Khanza sat side by side, barefoot, sitting on the ground.

"Why did you steal?" asked the Emperor with a straight forward look. A strong wind blew his clothes. While his hair is not affected by strong winds considering the hair oil is thick enough to coat it.

"Because I need." Khanza threw the watch he had just taken from inside his sock into the Emperor's lap.

"I didn't ask you why you stole, but I asked you why you became a thief?"

"What disgrace can be disassembled?"

Emperor turned.

"If I answer your question, it's the same as telling me to expose my disgrace" Khanza replied, then smiled as he found the Emperor's eagle eyes. 

"There is no excuse for theft. That's a bad thing. As poor as humans, it is still recommended to work with halal," said the Emperor.

"Yes, I was on the wrong path."

The Emperor's gaze looked different hearing Khanza's confession. Disappointed to hear Khanza lightly admit that he knew his mistake.

"And you go through all this with awareness?" added Emperor.

"Almost all actions are done with consciousness."

"What cause? Feeling pressured? Swabbard? Because economics? Or what?"

"You look like a lawyer with your words. I am someone else to you, at least you don't need to go so far as to be curious about me."

"Sorry, suck."

"In addition to stealing, you're a liar."

Khanza took a deep breath. "Indeed I haven't had much good, before."

The emperor rubbed his face.

"My father is broke." Khanza lirih Voice. "To my father's knowledge, I worked in a large company with a large salary. And the truth is, but it was just the beginning. I'm being relied upon to pay my father's debts. Who would have thought my new venture here was not as smooth as I imagined. Everything's shattered. I lost everything. This is the lowest point for me. When my father thought I could be the backbone, but I wasn't. I still have to pay off my father's debts every month, not small."

The emperor remained silent. Be a good listener.

Khanza then told me how five years he was in Palembang.  Initially he became an accounting in a large company, but somehow initially until the company went bankrupt and including Khanza also received the effects of mass phk. Khanza has already built a restaurant with borrowed bank capital. But in the end the building was jammed because the funds were also jammed, the money was not enough to complete the building that was mangkrak. Only able to cover bank debt, it is still lacking. In the end the building that has not been finished and in the stage of the process of the stage was sold. After long ptoses that took a lot of time, mangkrak buildings were sold, but left tragic events that Khanza was hard to forget. The buyer cheated, taking the money away shortly after the transaction. The letter was bagged, the money was taken away.

Since then, Khanza who had been the backbone of Subrata, due to the business run Subrata suffered a huge loss, was forced to justify all means in order to send money to his father to cover the debt. It was also done so that his father did not go to prison on his client's charges.

Look, now what Khanza's doing. Pickpocketing, stealing, and robbing along with a herd of conspirators who are often called bandits. They are super reckless people and the habit of carrying sharp objects, or even firearms. It is common in that city, it is always crime that is the main topic in this city.

Khanza knows some women herd criminals who daily pickpocket and steal anything that can be used as money, the result is quite, really can to meet the needs of life. They were sadists, Khanza knew them and were invited to work together. It was strange at first, but long after.

"I'm not ready if my father's in prison, I'm not ready to lose him. I still have to look capable in his eyes when I can't. That assumption should not change" Khanza added. 

Silent.

Seriate