NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#52
What the hell is it, Pa, you suddenly stop here," said Bu Trianti curiously.
Mr. Sahril did not answer. He continued to watch a woman sitting while holding a small child in her lap. On his left and right sides, two children sat flanking him. About 3 meters from where the car is parked.
"A moment, Ma," said Mr. Sahril without looking at Mr. Trianti's mother. He opened the car door and stepped slowly towards the woman who was none other than the Aisyah bi.
Bi Aisyah looked at Mr. Sahril who was standing in front of her by putting both of her hands into her pants pocket. Both foreheads are shrinking. Like remembering each other.
Mr. Sahril turned his gaze to Fahmi and Farida's face. The faces of both of them looked black and dull. Their hair was unkempt. But he still knows those faces. He sure wasn't wrong, even though he didn't know their names.
Ms. Trianti is still watching Mr. Sahril from the car. She still did not understand what her husband was doing.
"Sorry, the mother who works at his house is Sulastri?" ask Mr. Sahril. He blew the dust on the sidewalk and sat down. He grabbed Farida's body and invited her to sit nearby.
"Right," said bi Aisyah. He looked at Mr. Sahril. He also felt that he had seen the man in front of him. But he doubted. Afraid wrong. Mr. Sahril gave a sigh of relief. He smiles.
"Whose father," asked bi Aisyah in doubt.
"I am Mr. Sahril, his lawyer, the late Mr. Yulian Wibowo,"
Bi Aisyah smiled in relief. His beautiful face slowly looked cheerful. His tangled mind instantly turned full of hope.
"Yes, Allah, Sir, thank God." Bi Aisyah covered her face with both her hands. He looks crying.
Bu Trianti, who was still curious in the car, finally decided to get out and get closer to them. He then sat down near Mr. Sahril.
"Who, Pa," whispered Trianti's mom.
"This is the mother who works at her home, Ms. Sulastri, and these are her children" Sahril said, pointing to bi Aisyah, Fahmi and Farida.
"Alhamdulillah, finally met also yes, Pa," said Mrs Trianti happy.
"Certainly, ma'am Sulastrinya mana," continued bu Trianti. He looked towards bi Aisyah.
"Fahmi, invite your sister to buy food at the stall," said bi Aisyah. Twenty thousand dollars that a woman gave to Farida a few minutes ago, given to Fahmi.
"Fahmi, this, add more money," said Mr. Sahril. He took a hundred thousand from his wallet.
"From now on they have not eaten, sir," said bi Aisyah as she rubbed the tip of her eye. Hearing that, Ms. Trianti rubbed her chest. He looks surprised.
"Astaghfirullah, I can, Mom," asked Bu Trianti. He turned to Fahmi and Farida who were standing in front of a roadside stall.
Bi Aisyah came back crying.
"Semenjak bu Lastri disappeared since five days ago," bi Aisyah said as she pleased.
Ms. Trianti and Mr. Sahril looked at each other.
"Disappeared? disappear where ma'am," asked Bu Trianti ahead of Mr. Sahril.
Bu Trianti and Mr. Sahril sighed.
Mr. Sahril waved his hand at Hasbi who was sitting under a tree near the car. Hasbi approaching.
"You go first find the alpha mart. Buy more soap for bathing, as well as food" Mr. Sahril said. Bu Trianti took some money out of his bag and gave it to Hasbi.
"Well, Hasbi, if you don't find us here, you'll drive back to that alley, okay?" reprimand mr. Sahril. Hasbi nodded.
"O yes, ma'am, where have you been all this time" asked Mr. Sahril.
"We're contracted, sir. That, in that alley," pointed Aisyah towards the alley not far from where they were sitting. Mr. Sahril nodded. Fahmi and Farida are done eating. Both of them looked embarrassed when Ms. Trianti smiled towards the two.
"Bi, this is for aunt" Farida said as she handed over a packet of rice to bi Asiyah. Fahmi himself approached Trianti's bu place and offered money for the rest of his meal.
"Save for your shopping and your sister yes," said Ms. Trianti as she rubbed Fahmi's head. Fahmi nodded and went back to Farida.
"Mom, come on, we'll take you to the contract. There's a lot I want to hear about Lastri." Mr. Sahril got up and took bi Aisyah back to the contract.
* * *
Dark night is sprawled. The quiet atmosphere was seen in the area of Doyan medaran road. Maghrib. The atmosphere of the road is minimal lighting, making the road look quiet and scary for the riders.
Mami Zelayin is seen sitting like a queen on the stairs of her house. Under the stairs, Jamblang with his sturdy body crossed to look at one by ten women who were sitting on the ground. The atmosphere inside the complex looks dark. Only one light was lit on one of the trees beside the house. It was still blocked by the branches of trees that dangled down. The cold night wind made the inhabitants of the complex crammed into each other. They were still whispering to each other while waiting for what Zelayin's mother would say.
Mami Zelayin sneered and looked down at the women below. He began to be busy flipping through the sheets of books in his hands. The light of the lamp is less bright, making it have to turn on the flashlight of his phone.
"What I say is his name, it means stay and go where I go. What I don't call, I can leave this place. Want it or not" said Zelayin. Those who are under each other's eyes. Sulastri who was sitting next to Rahima looked smiling.
"It turns out what we were talking about this afternoon was right, Lastri," whispered Rahima.
"Grandfather." Mami Zelayin begins to look for Rahima's face in the dim night. Rahima. His body was raised and his hands raised.
"You, Wati, Suhaini, and Usnati, follow me anyway. You owe too much. I can't possibly let you go. As for the others, whom I did not mention by name, tomorrow at dawn you will have to leave this place" said Mami Zelayin. Hearing his name, Rahima held Sulastri's hand. He smiled, but Sulastri's face looked gloomy.
"Congratulations, Lastri, remember, don't forget me" whispered Rahima. Sulastri wanted to smile, but her tears spilled on her cheeks. Rahima hugged her body tightly.
"Mommy, if you may know what happened, why should anyone stay and go. Where we're going after we get out of here" said one of the women.
"I'm broke. You guys didn't give me any income at all,"
"Let me come, Mommy. Maybe Mami still needs my energy to cook and all Mami needs," he said again.
"I'm still confused where to go after this place is sold. I'm sorry, I can't take you," said Zelayin's mother. He got up and went into his room.
"Come, you go into each other's rooms" Jamblang said. They got up and headed straight for their rooms.
"Rahima, I slept in your room huh," Sulastri said as she followed Rahima from behind. Rahima nodded and embraced his body.