REMEDIALLY
CAUGHT

Azan dawn not to mention reverberating, the highway is crowded by teenagers and young people who have agreed to do wild racing action. Each side stood face to face on the shoulder of the left and right roads, fighting motorcycles already lined up six on the illegal track.

Mima behind Dheo, did not stop observing the surroundings, as if she was just waiting for the security guards to arrive at the location. Not to mention several times he watched Dheo's friends share suspicious drugs.

“Den sumbyang ciek lu!” (I pray first) said Dheo before starting the action.

“Ndeh, ka run, ang?” (You running Lo?) the opposing side.

“Ndak ka run do! Onda den in siko!” (Not going to run, my bike is here) said Dheo.

Dheo shook Mima's hand, they went to the nearest mosque and attended congregational prayers, after their prayers returned to the gathering point.

“Dhe, why before the race you pray?” ask Mima.

“You race or you don't have to pray.” Dheo put on a leather jacket that he borrowed from his friend, metallic brown, suitable to cover his thin body.

“Ya keep why want to race?”

“Ngga nice same kids, Ay. This motor is also those who pinjemin.”

“Emang prayer is accepted if you want to maksiat?”  ask Mima again.

“If I pray emang not definitely accepted anyway, but if you do pray is definitely sinful, right?”

Although Mima has understood the indications of receiving a worship, but the analogy Dheo is not wrong. For some reason, Mima became more and more in love.

***

“Doain me, Darling.” Dheo turned on his bike, because he was a writer, it was easy for him to imagine himself being on the racing circuit, he felt himself many times cooler now, especially if he would win.

“I have since prayed that no police come anyway,” reply Mima worried, it is not important Dheo win or lose, the important thing is that this illegal activity is quickly completed.

Cheers had already been heard, hundreds of young men were voicing their freedom.

A man dressed in all black and trendy clothes carried a large flag, standing in front of a line of racers, giving a code to prepare.

Dheo's gaze focused forward, the streets were still dark only illuminated by street lights and the lights of their vehicles, he still had time to turn left, winking one eye at Mima who looked very worried.

Not to mention the flag of the race was raised, the sound of a loud police car siren was heard, just a few seconds the situation had turned around, the flag-bearer threw his flag into any place and immediately ran to find his motorcycle.

Six riders who had been preparing to immediately pull the gas, of course to escape. Including Dheo, he darted to save himself without thinking about the fate of the girl he had brought earlier.

But too late, police officers, Satpol PP and fire brigade have blocked their direction. Among the racers earlier there were desperate to break through the blockade. Dheo did not run out of sense, he had to hide by plunging into the rice field with the motorbike he used.

Mima almost cried in confusion, among the noise of the crowd trying to escape, he was still in place, not knowing where to go. Though from earlier he had warned Dheo for fear of Dheo being caught, but Dheo even had the heart to leave him alone.

He knew no one, no one cared about him, all busy saving themselves.

“A lai nan awaited, Supiak? Naiak lah!” (What are you waiting for, Neng? Come on up) an officer orders a satpol PP.

With a feeling of not being careless, Mima resigned to go up to the patrol car while still looking for the whereabouts of the boyfriend who had invited her, lucky the sky was not too bright, the streets were not too crowded even on weekends, too, so no one recognized Mima's presence sitting sweetly on the wooden bench of the partoli car.

***

Dheo who had escaped was caught and taken by security, with his clothes full of mud, he finally met again with Mima.

Mima is confused when asked by family contacts, who is coming, she chooses not to answer, so her interrogation is postponed.

“If you don't want to tell your family, you don't have to go home! Sleep here only, or later we will tell the school.”

Whahuh? School party? If until Mr. Fauzi knows the more destroyed the value, the turn of time will be more chaotic, when will the remedial be completed?

“Don't, Sir, please!”

“This other one has stayed picked up, you want to be here forever?” ask one of the female officers who interrogated Mima.

Then an officer came along carrying a man with him, a man so mature and so relaxed, into the room where Mima and another teenage girl were examined.

“Shaka!” Mima was stunned, he didn't even think of bothering Shaka, from where Shaka knew Mima was here.

The officer who was carrying Shaka whispered something to the female officer who was inspecting Mima.

“Oh this is his family, this is your sister tomorrow-tomorrow dikasi tau, do not want to follow, no cool-cool has a boyfriend racer, tuh his girlfriend ran away when the officer came, he was left confused, he was left confused,” says officer.

Mima was so embarrassed, torn to shreds, Shaka could see the puddles of water in her round eyes.

“Iya, Mom, I'll advise her at home.”

“That her boyfriend is still processed because he had run away, maybe it will be reported to school.”

“Ngga nothing if that one anyway, dumped into the swamps also please,” said Shaka very slowly.

“Where?” It turned out that the officer realized Shaka was speaking very slowly.

“Eh, inga, Mom. If that is up to the authorities only.” Shaka confirmed.

“You're nothing, right?” Then he observed Mima's sad face, the girl must have been shocked, confused and very embarrassed.

Mima shook his head slowly and then lowered his head.

“I'm here to pick you up, go home, yuk!"

After saying goodbye and signing some agreements, Shaka and Mima leave the office, Mima is still silent until they are in the travel car that Shaka ordered.

“Ka kama, Da?” (Where are we, Bang) asked the driver after Shaka came in and sat next to him, Mima on the back bench, still in shock and traumatized.

Shaka turned his head towards Mima, pitying to see the haughty face that was turning softly, but unfortunately despite being clearly being ignored, his ambition had not just been extinguished .

Mumpung his son is depressed, would want it if invited to the road, haha.

“Ke Anai Valley Waterfall, Sir. Would you, Ay?”

Although Shaka knows it is not a very good idea, because who wants to take a walk to the waterfall in the middle of the fasting month? but behold, his Ayumnya smiled faintly, a sign that her heart was starting to be fine.

“Gass, Sir!” shaka said excitedly.

You can't get hurt just yet, it's time for you to be sad. We must make memories that make you excited to wake up, beautiful memories, as beautiful.