Jogja At A Time
60. Retaliation Plan

"Drunk again... Gambling Again ... Aaaa ... " The song rhymed dangdut is heard from a house in the corner of the rice fields by Daendels road that entered the Ambal district.

The sighing voice of Cahyati's grandson who played the song accompanied three people who were seen sitting on his porch.

Daendels Street in front of the house was quiet and dark. There were no lights or road signs on it.

Splitting the southern path of Kebumen, expedition vehicles that cut the distance try as much as possible to pass through it in the morning to evening only when delivering cargo from the city of Bantul, Purworejo, Kebumen, to Cilacap or vice versa.

The driver of the expedition vehicle that often passes through it knows very well the Ambal and Mirit regions, two sub-districts in the district of Kebumen. They will choose to avoid it if overnight when going to deliver cargo.

Choosing through the central Kebumen to Purworejo lane in the city center even though it is at risk of getting stuck and turning further.

The risk if the vehicle breaks a tire or breaks down if stopped in two places last night is the loss of cargo carried ... Yes Ambal and Mirit are said to be famous as the village of begal and bromocorah.

Plus the story of making the Daendels road from Anyer to Panarukan that crosses the southern path of Kebumen it further adds to the dark side of its history.

The sheer number of deaths from disease outbreaks, violence, and starvation became an additional myth of the road's awesomeness.

Actually it is not only because of the myth that made Ambal area quiet and quiet at night.

Its secluded place with rice fields and the sea to its south makes the area the safest place to hide or escape.

When hearing someone who did an act of breaking the law is in the area it makes ordinary people think twice to go through it.

Gathering people from anywhere without ever knowing each other's past makes the area increasingly filled with mystery and dark stories a crime that often occurs ...

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"How is Jogja ?" Ask the thick hoodie man towards the two men in front of him.

"It is better to stay away from Jogja Git first, " replied one of the two men who was asked earlier.

There was no more conversation on the porch of the house. The hoodie male sigit stood up, and walked back and forth on the porch of the house.

The two men just fell silent, not daring to say anymore. Both of them were very understanding if the news delivered earlier made Sigit's anger overflow.

"Sooner or later I'm going to get caught, ... You also told me to turn myself in" Sigit sat in front of the two men. "Only I won't let that bastard go free" he said in a huff.

"Seti you mean Git ?"

"Yes ... Who else if not him !!! ... It doesn't matter if I get arrested or turn myself in ... After I take care of her first !!!" Sigit's voice hardened spilling his anger.

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After escaping from Drini. Sigit separated from his friend in Bantul after successfully meeting and asking Herman for help.

From Bantul Sigit hitchhiking an expedition truck to Ambal ... Herman arranged Sigit's escape through his cell acquaintance in Wirogunan who became a driver and came from the area.

Of course, all of that is not free. In addition to not want his liquor turnover decreased due to his proximity to Sigit, the rewards received by Herman was also very enough to make him want to accept requests to arrange escape and hide Sigit.

From the hiding place to all Sigit's affairs in Ambal were filled with Sigit's family through Herman and his henchmen.

For that matter, the two men were Herman's confidants who were his messengers to meet Sigit to deliver money or convey the news.

"What should we tell Blegog ?"

"Find out and keep an eye on where Seti is if that bastard is not proven guilty !"

Initially, if Seti and Seto are found guilty, Sigit will turn himself in as his family wishes Intended to avenge both in prison ... But that intention was then broken.

Choosing in any way he would vent retaliation to Seti after hearing the news delivered by Herman's men earlier.

The night is getting late .. The radio broadcast ends with time ... Ambal's house is still full of swearing and presuppositions about Sigit's retaliatory plans ...

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"We're back to Jogja tomorrow morning Git,"

"Allah ... Thank you for the news that you said earlier" Sigit moved into the house.

Before long two bottles of liquor were fortified from inside the house. "Ngombe sik dab ..." He opened the bottle in his hand.

"This is Blegog's oplosan stuff ?"

"Not... This is the original item that the insider exchanged." Sigit then tells how Herman exchanged the original drink for his oplos at entertainment venues through the insiders who worked at the place.

From the original bottles of drink that he managed to exchange that boss Herman benefit.

For every bottle of original drink that was exchanged, Herman received five thousand silvers. On average, Herman can trade 20 to 30 bottles from one entertainment venue alone. You can imagine how much Herman earned each night if he managed to supply all the entertainment venues in Jogja and surrounding areas.

Sigit and Herman had no idea what the bottle was going to be like. Whether it wants to be sold again or how both don't care. Sigit's job is to seduce visitors to spend as many drinks as possible through the comfort women he told to accompany visitors.

"Who takes care of those women now Git .. I saw all these new faces after you disappeared ?" The topic of conversation then switched after the contents of the drink bottle were contained.

"That's my question ... Everyone closest to me to that business suddenly disappeared ... I can't answer your question. It could be a freelance woman or my rival who is now playing there," complained Sigit while turning the drink glass.

About the women around Sigit as mentioned earlier, actually mostly because of entangled in his tricks.

I don't know how many young women who can not escape the clutches of Sigit. The desire to get something in the easiest way makes it easier for the women whom Sigit approached to be exposed to the trap of pleasure at the beginning.

Leveraging the popularity on the campus. Sigit approached the one woman he was after. If those near him are tempted by appearances and begin to receive one by one his gifts, Sigit will invite him to the sparkling world of Jogja night.

Inviting him to sleep easy for Sigit after he was considered a perfect lover then slowly cradle pseudo love words make one powerless to deny Sigit's request when asked to accompany visitors to the place entertainment that Sigit introduced as a talent agent for models or movies interested in them.

Such is the ruse that beguiles the delusion of a beautiful future. It was as if everything sim salabim was like magic of the night market to get something.

Regret ?

Of course, it was too late when the regret of feeling fooled and used appeared after Sigit suddenly just moved away and disappeared just like that when it got the next prey.

Such is the sparkling side of the world of the night full of falsehood for the unwise and careful when looking for a place to vent daily fatigue... Especially for young women who choose Jogja as a stopover hausus seek knowledge with a narrow provision of logic ...

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