
Abi follows every step of Andika while maintaining a distance so as not to attract the attention of the officers. Everywhere they are together. In the dining room, in the field, in the hall, up to the toilet. Andika told me everything she knew about the cloth like a tour guide. As the oldest inmate, Andika is quite good at doing that task.
In this prison, there are five levels of inmates whose prison locations are in separate areas. Level five contains inmates with cases related to state security, such as terrorism and espionage. Nor is it too much. Maybe five to ten inmates. The prison location is also somewhat separate and is rarely given an exit permit.
Level four contained convicts from among the commoners. Case's diverse. There are theft, robbery, fraud, murder, drug dealers and so on. According to the news, they were sent here as a counterweight so that this field was not considered an exclusive.
Level three is a level for inmates from the artist or public figure. Although many of them deliberately ‘booked’ this page as a place of penance for their mistakes, the real reason there is room for them here is as, what is the term of the present times? Ah, endorsements. The treatment of them is not very special, but it should not be bad. They have to look at this lapas like a good lapas. Because, so free from this place, usually they will be interviewed to tell their experience here.
Level two are employers and officials. Their coatings are specially designed and luxurious. Naturally, their cases were mostly corruption.
“Corruption 1 trillion, fined 10 billion, they still profit a lot. Sure they will use a fraction of their profits to rent a special room,” Andika said.
“Then, which level are you at? Why not at level 2?” asked Abi in a cynical tone.
“I am a political prisoner. When I was arrested, all my property was confiscated by the state and had no power. Getting level 3 facilities alone is good,” replied Andika. “And you should be grateful. Because of me, you are not placed at level 4.”
“Not me asking.”
Level 1 is the highest caste in this field. Andika herself does not know what kind of inmates fill that level or where the prison is. To be sure, they never join other inmates, whether it is during eating, worship, relaxing in the field, especially during filial work.
“Maybe they are the founders of this country,” Andika joked.
“Or they are the so-called ‘maharaja’,” Abi added. “Then, what is the role of Mr Jireh?”
Andika closed Abi's mouth and looked at her annoyedly. “Do not be strong. The name is like a curse here.”
“Curse?”
“Not once twice will the person caught mentioning that name be unlucky. Despite knowing, everyone is forbidden to discuss it.”
“Indeed, who is he?”
Andika took her hand from Abi's mouth and walked back. “As you know, it's ‘service provider’ for prisoners, especially for levels 1 and 2. It was he who designed their luxurious rooms, complete with camouflage so that if any journalist managed to cover all the way inside, no one could find that luxury.”
“It must be the work of PT. The Laras Jaya Karya. They have won an international award for the wrong design of their camouflage building.”
Abi looks very excited because he got the information he really needs. While Andika did not show an expression as fond as Abi.
“You're really going to fight it until the end?” ask Andika.
“Of course. I've gone this far and it would be very sad if I stopped in the middle of the road.”
“According to rumors, he is a person who understands the law very well. Most likely in everyday life he is working as a law enforcement.”
Abi was stunned by his father's last sentence. Law enforcement? Why hasn't he noticed all this time? Though from his gestures and speech, it is seen that Mr. Jireh has a broad insight into the law and although often breaking the law, he has respect for the law itself.
“This is very important information,” Abi said with sparkling eyes. He greeted Andika because he was so grateful for the information.
“Hey, didn't you hear what I said just now? He is probably a lawman! I'm telling you to make you realize that man is too strong to fight. He is no match for people like us.”
“Not a match for people like you, but different from me,” is Abi. It sounded haughty, but he was indeed confident in his words.
“Don't be rash, Young man. I was arrogant when I was your age too. But, one thing I learned: above the sky, there is still the sky. No meaning cocky.”
Abi no longer replied to Andika. But that doesn't mean he heard it. Their conversation came to a halt when an officer came to their room carrying a news item.
“Detention 3438,” said the officer called Abi's prisoner number. “There's guests.”
Abi stood up and followed the officer's steps. While Andika can only see the back of her child away until it finally disappears.
*
Abi entered the visiting room and was quite surprised to see Regina already waiting. The woman seemed to be thinking about something serious. His arrival as a visitor was quite surprising for Abi. He thought the woman had ended their personal relationship and only wanted to see him as a police officer.
“Regina? What's up?”
“Eh, there's something I want to ask.”
The slim tall beautiful woman looked awkward when welcoming Abi. He still remembered his annoying attitude in the past. Fortunately, Abi pretends not to remember their feud and he acts like he did before Regina went berserk with him so that his childhood best friend can feel comfortable.
“What is it?” Abi sat on the chair in front of Regina.
At first Regina hesitated to ask, but she had to. “About what you said first. Is it true that Benjiro killed Mischa?”
Abi was a little surprised to receive the question. Then he smiled because it meant that Regina had started to believe his words first. This would be a good way to restore their friendship.
“Yes, I'm not lying. I'll explain everything if you want. But, I wonder, why are you asking now?”
Regina looked doubtful again. Long enough he answered and made Abi curious. Finally, he sighed before saying his answer. “I saw Benjiro wandering the streets. I'm sure it's him. And if it is him, even though he has been sentenced to prison, it means there is someone who helps him behind.”