Kadarsih (Lintric Pity Pellet )
Episode 7: The Fire

"Kadarsih who has seduced me," replied Pak Darno. Kadarsih just stared lethargicly at the man who had fucked her. And now the man is turning the facts around. His heart was so broken and sad. He did not expect his fate to be truly so bad and apprehensive. He just complains with his fate.

"Allow the mothers, Kadarsih who have seduced my husband. She's a gatel woman, pel*c*r woman. Women are not right. Get this woman out of the village!" exclaim Bu Darno.

"Excuse, expel, expel!" shouted the citizens.

"No, I'm innocent. You can't kick me out of this place. That baj*ng*n guy who raped me!" shouting Kadarsih.

"Oh, you need not slander. Come on, mothers drive Kadarsih away with their children!" exclaim Bu Wati.

"Come on!"

"But, before being cast out, we mistress her hair! A shameless woman like her, should be given the right punishment" said Bu Heni. Bu Wati and Bu Darno were so happy to hear the brilliant idea.

"Bubble, bald, bald!" they're yelling. Kadarsih could only cry bitterly, as two people held his hands together, and one more person shaved his hair irregularly. Finished cutting her hair, they seemed to laugh happily, as if she was a joke that tickled their stomachs.

Two residents who blocked Kadarsih's arm dragged him like a hunted animal. Kadarsih only tried to rebel, but his strength was defeated strongly by two people who blocked him.

"Come, take your son to get out of this village!" push Bu Darno into Darsih's body.

They walked up Kadarsih through the village. Some residents were wondering, including Mak Onah. Mr. Mat who happened to be enjoying a cup of coffee at the Mak Onah stall, he seemed surprised by the condition of Kadarsih.

"What's that, Mom? Isn't that Kadarsih?" ask Mr. Mat.

"Yes, Mr. Mat. That's Kadarsih" said Mak Onah.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, '" he replied. Mr. Mat intercepted one of the residents for questioning. He explained from beginning to end to Mr. Mat. Mr. Mat who could not defend Darsih in front of the villagers, he chose to go to Pak RT's house.

The Kadarsih was dragged home. From a distance, residents and Kadarsih themselves were very surprised to see the blazing fire coming from the Kadarsih house. They run around to find out what happened, including Kadarsih himself. He ran very fast towards his house. His house was surrounded by fire. There was no gap to be able to see the situation inside.

"Amin? Adrian?" shouted Darsih.

"Amin? Adrian?" his sobs. Darsih tries to break through his house in search of his two children, but, again, his hand is blocked by a young man.

"Where are you going? His house is falling!" said the young man.

"No. My kids are inside. They're still inside" he shouted.

"Let go of me, I'll save my children," hysterically, he yelled and cursed at the people who prevented him from breaking inside.

"But Mba Darsih's son is already on fire. I'm not sure the kids survived. The fire is huge!" said the young man.

"Ti-daaaaaaaak, let me save my children!" his sobs.

BRAKK ...

BRUGH ...

The building collapsed, with flames flying. Some residents are trying to help put it out. There are also those who are only left to watch the incident. All of them burned with fire.

A few minutes later Mr. RT and Mr. Mat came. One of the people explained everything. Mr. RT and Mr. Mat feel very sorry to see the condition of Kadarsih, especially his children.

"Amin? Adrian?" shouted again. Kadarsih is still trying to find both of his children. Mr. RT and Mr. Mat are trying to contain him.

"Water with water!" ask Mr. RT.

"Quick flush!" yelled Mr. Mat.

"Hiks ... Hicks ... Hicks."

"Amin? Adrian?" shouting Kadarsih. He did not stop calling his son.

"Patience, Yes!" said Mr. RT trying to calm the heart of Kadarsih.

Mr. Mat who did not have the heart to see the condition of Kadarsih, he helped the woman find the body of her son. With a heart-wrenching sobbing, the woman continued to unpack all the items that were already charred.

Almost ten o'clock in the afternoon. The fire team contacted by Mr. RT finally came too. They helped Kadarsih to find bodies, from piles of blackened wood.

"This body. Let's lift!" said the officer.

The bodies of two young children, who had not been formed, were lifted from the rubble. An officer immediately wrapped the bodies of two small children in a shroud. Because he saw his body that had been badly damaged by the fire, the corpse was only buried.

...***Imam an-Nawawi rahimahullah wrote, “If it is not possible to bathe the body because of the lack of water or burning bodies, then the body does not need to be bathed, but enough to be buried. Tayamum is mandatory. Because it is an effort to purify the uninhibited by eliminating unclean, so it is mandatory to switch to tayamum when it is not possible to use water.” (Al-Majmu’ Syarhul Muhadzab, 5/128***)...

After the funeral was over until Ashar. Kadarsih was about to return to his charred home. Mak Onah tried to persuade Kadarsih to stay with Mak Onah in his house.

"I want to go home first, Mom. I want to see things around," he said.

"For what, huh? Is your house burning?"

"I heard them in pain, Mother," she replied, "They were both overheated. They need me, Mom!" his sobs.

"Darsih, expose them. Let them calm down there" said Mak Onah.

"Hiks ... Hicks ... Hicks."

"Why everything should befall Kadarsih, Mak. What was Darsih's fault? Is it because Darsih is poor?" his sobs.

"Patience, Son. You must be patient. This is a test" said Mak Onah.

For two days, Kadarsih stayed with Mak Onah. An old widow. Every now and then Darsih helps Mak Onah cook in the kitchen. However, he still did not dare to appear in front of the villagers.

Two days passed after that incident. For some reason, Darsih was eager to see his house burning. When Mak Onah was in the shop, Darsih left Mak Onah's house to go to his house.

Darsih was very surprised, seeing some people were measuring the land of his former home. He glanced at his eyes as a bulldozer cleaned up the rubble.

"Who are you?" ask Darsih.

"We should ask, Who are you?" answer the man in the tie.

"I am the owner of this burning house? Then, who are you guys? How dare you measure the ground without my consent!" ketus Darsih's. The man and his friends laughed.

"Hey, Mum. We've bought this land from its owner, Mr. Wiranto,"

"Cannot be. This is my home. Belongs to my children, not to that son of a bitch!" sergeant.

"Ujang, get me the letters!" get the man in the tie. A thin man came with a map with letters.

"This, sir," the tiered man received the map, and showed it to Kadarsih.

DEGR ...

To be continued....