Parents For My Baby

Parents For My Baby
Lowest Point


It was my last day to see Kamila, my heart ached, parted from the tormenting circumstances of my heart, I still loved her very much, and hoped that one day I could still mate with her. 


In the afternoon, our family was preparing to go to Jambi, we just set foot at the airport, suddenly the police ambushed and stopped our departure. We were so shocked because as far as I was concerned, Dad had made peace with all of them.


"What else is this, sir? Didn't you all search our house and you didn't find anything there?" dad said full of emotion.


"Sorry Mr. Farhan, you can no longer avoid your men everything we have secured, and they all show us the warehouse where you store the prohibited items, he said, we have also found all the evidence of your involvement through your mobile phone and your men who we have intercepted, now come with us to the office to defend your actions!"


"What the hell, I'm innocent, I'll prove it if you're all wrong!" Father looked rebellious but his strength was not strong enough to get rid of the clutches of police hands around him.


I was confused and just fell silent to see Dad being treated like a criminal. "Dad what really happened? Is that true what the cops are saying?". I asked Dad with emotion.


But Dad was silent, Mom cried sobbing to see Dad being led by the police. My mother and I abandoned our intention to return to Jambi, and then we rented a rent on the outskirts of the city, because I was already embarrassed and did not want to go back to the housing complex where we used to live.


I then tried to free Dad, Grandma's house where we lived was sold. The house prices were high because I was in the elite area I used to go to college and hire a lawyer to free Dad. As for financing our daily lives, from my salary money as a result of working part-time.


But my attempt to free Dad wasn't easy, the evidence that the police had was very strong, not comparable to what I had. Dad was sentenced to ten years in prison.


Mother was so shocked by everything that happened to our lives, it was very difficult for her to accept this reality. But I tried hard and always comforted him even though my efforts were in vain, Mom's mental condition was so shaken, now her time to spend with silence in the room with empty eyes.


On the sidelines of my college activities, my desire to visit Kamila but I always ponder, I am very ashamed of my current situation. I heard he didn't go to college in this town either.


It did not feel like I had been separated from Kamila for four years, now I have graduated from college and have got a good job being the head of administration of a financial financing company.


One day I told myself to go to Kamila's house, how surprised I was when I saw the police who arrested Dad was at Kamila's house seemed to talk so seriously with Mr. Wiguna, Kamila's father. With a sag I walked over to the house and tried to hear their conversation.


"Pak Wiguna, even though it has been four years in prison Farhan but drug trafficking is still very difficult for us to control, it turns out that after we investigated Farhan is still controlling drug abuse here. Illegal goods that he obtained from neighboring countries so easily he entered through customs because Farhan's network is so strong in the region of Sumatra, Indonesia, then put it into the territory of Java either by land or sea, how should we face dangerous criminals like him? Despite languishing inside the prison he still easily controlled it!"


'So Dad was really a drug dealer? even Dad's illegal business network dominates in Sumatra and Java, why don't I know? as a child how foolish I am not to know the true work of my parents.' My inner self is in my heart.


I saw Mr. Wiguna's face looked so fretful "Just move him to the rutan Nusakambangan Pak Rangga!" he said to the police.


Degggggg


This heart feels hit by a stone, I heard myself if my parents will be finished, I saw Mr. Rangga take the phone in his pocket. I then went to try to save Dad, but the distance of Kamila's house with a rutan is quite far. Although I have tried, the condition of the road so crowded makes it very difficult to be able to drive my car fast.


I was too late, when I got to the rutan I saw Dad's body being put in an ambulance to be taken to my house, this body was so weak to see Dad's body full of bruises. When I asked the cause of their father's death they answered the inmates' fight, but of course I couldn't believe it because I had heard Dad's murder plot myself.


'What a cruelty they are, even though Father is an unworthy criminal he is treated like this, I will definitely take revenge on you Wigunaaaaa!!!!!!!'


When Dad's body reached home, I couldn't help but be sad. She screamed and cried hysterically at the sight of Dad dead. After Father's death, the psychiatric condition of the mother who had improved again decreased. He could only bounc and cry every day, I could not bear to see his condition, then I invited him to move to Jambi.


I thought if we moved to Jambi, Mom would be close to her family and forget all the bad memories of the last few years.


One day I took a walk down the beach to throw fatigue. In addition to Mother's problem, here I also have a bit of difficulty getting a job because the conditions here are very different from in Java which is the economic center. Suddenly someone approached me


The man then watched me from toe to toe. "Aren't you Randi, your father's name is Farhan?"


"Kok you know?" I was so curious.


"Know me Ridwan, Farhan was a friend of mine while working in oil palm plantations, after a few years we worked, he left the plantation and chose to do business, whether your father's business I don't know, we used to meet often, but since you moved to Java, we've never communicated again, I used to see your pictures on his phone so that now I can easily recognize you, and where is your father now?"


"Long the story Sir, Dad is now dead and Mom is mentally disturbed, I came back here again to comfort Mom so that she forgets all her bad memories during our time in Java."


"I'm sorry for your father's passing, sorry I don't know if you've had a hard time, then what are you doing now?"


"I'm currently looking for a job, sir, but there's no one that's a good fit."


"Ohh like this Randi.." Mr. Ridwan's words suddenly stopped when someone called him.


"Yahhh...I-i-i-i..."