Rudi is my Love
RAC 15: Rudi Viral

*Rudi is My Love (RAC)*

With a red face and a slightly adorable look, Rudi runs his bike out of the parking lot.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum!” rudi greeted the security guard at the post to show that he was not drunk.

“Wa ‘alaikum greetings! Be careful with the motor. Concentrate!” answer the security guard and remind Rudi. He knew very well that Rudi was drunk, though not really.

“Aaah, most also nyungsep in got. Hahahak!” rudi said lightly, then laughed.

Brem!

After that Rudi pulled the gas of his motorcycle. The bike also drove with a little geol-geol and almost bullfighting with a rider like a mother-emak motorbike.

“Long street devil!” maki the mother who was surprised while glaring angrily at Rudi who continued to drive in the alleyway.

Rudi then darted quietly towards the highway.

Sekelutnya on a large highway, Rudi can still control the speed of his motorbike according to the rules of the road. Only occasionally can the motorbike look swerving.

Approaching a fork, Rudi drove behind two cars. Cepek Police or Mr. Ogah who arranged at the fork gave a sign that the two cars stopped because the car from the other direction was allowed to go.

Brak!

Apparently, braking both cars made Rudi who did not brake hit the back of the car behind. Rudi and his motorcycle fell on the asphalt. The sound of the collision surprised the driver and people around, especially the owner of the car that was hit.

In the condition of the temple bleeding from the wound, Rudi got up with an angry expression and reddened eyes.

The driver of the car, who was a man with a thick mustache, also came down from his steering chair with an angry face, but not all of Rudi's drunk face.

“Mobil Satan Yahannam! Why stop using the horn?! You think this street is your bin road, huh?!” rudi shouted furiously while walking staggering to the driver who was ready to get angry too.

However, the fat, thick-moustached driver quickly ran backwards and twisted across the side of his car. He turned away from Rudi who was holding a large stone in his right hand.

Because the man with the mustache ran away, Rudi suddenly smashed the stone in his hand into the windshield of the car.

Brek!

“Aak!” the screams of the woman in the car are frightened by Rudi's destructive actions.

The car's glass wasn't shattered, it was just cracked. It made the car owner even more angry, but still afraid to approach the violent Rudi.

“Why did you break my car glass, Satan?! I stopped because the car in front stopped!” shouted the man with a mustache then pointed at the car in front.

“Car Satan Yahannam!” maki Rudi then staggered further forward and then smacked the stone in his hand into the body of the car in front.

Deck!

“Out! Let me break your head!” rudi shouted rampagingly.

Rudi did not realize that the black car he hit with a special stone, there was a police emblem.

So it is only natural that the one who came out of the driver's seat was a man in a police uniform. However, seeing the man in uniform, Rudi did not shrink, he was challenging. From the front door of the left side of the car also came out the other police.

Meanwhile, the surrounding conditions were already crowded by residents and the streets on that side became jammed. There were even people who filmed the incident with their phones. Create content across multiple digital media platforms.

Without hesitation, Rudi attacked the police officer who was still fairly young. However, the police officer on the chest of his shirt has the name Kuswanto, swiftly fending off Rudi's hand while dodging the rock. The stick makes the stone come off and fall.

The deg!

One hard fist landed on Rudi's chin. It was enough to make Rudi slammed into the body of the police car and fell into the asphalt.

“This drunken boy mah. Let me hold it, Sir!” said Mr. Ogah who had come closer.

“Come, Sir. Three tons only, Sir!” said Mr. Ogah excited.

“Kus, many cameras,” said the other police from across the car. He reminded his partner.

Kuswanto looked around. Indeed, there were a number of people, men and women who were filming the incident.

“Cuffs, Man!” pinta Kuswanto to his partner named Herman.

Herman threw an iron handcuff at his companion, who caught it with his left hand.

“Already drunk, even bring a motor. Find disease!” omel Kuswanto then handcuffed Rudi's hands behind his back.

“Vinaaa, sakiiit!” rudi groaned half-crying, meaning crying without human tears or crocodiles.

The two policemen took Rudi to the police station. The car owner in the back was asked to make a report if he felt aggrieved by Rudi's attack.

Long story short, the video of Rudi rampaging through the streets and attacking police, went viral on various social media that day.

The viral video was watched by fishermen villagers who in a short time caused a stir.

However, before anyone conveyed the news about the video to Rudi's parents, Mr. RT Jaruddin had already come to Daeng Tanri.

Mr. RT brought a notice from the police that Rudi is now in prison.

As usual, Daeng Tanri said it was not too much. He was surprised, but not very. It was precisely the bundaul who cried hearing the bad news.

Daeng Tanri and his wife were immediately dressed to go to the police station.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum, Puang!” sandro shouted loudly while climbing the stairs with a run. Then his cerocos before his greetings were answered, “Puang, Rudi got drunk on the streets and attacked the police!”

“Iya, already know,” replied Daeng Tanri coldly, disappointing Sandro.

Short story.

At the police station. Daeng Tanri, Kamsiah and Sandro could only meet Rudi with iron bars. Rudi's face was bandaged.

Kamsiah could only fight in awe while holding his son's hand through the prison's iron bars. While Rudi was just sad for making his mother cry.

On the other hand, the mustachioed man whose car was hit and damaged by Rudi, is ready to take the family path as long as the demands for material and psychological compensation are paid. Daeng Tanri as a rich man with a lot of money, supports compensation that is still reasonable.

However, Rudi could not get away with it for the business of attacking the police. Inevitably, the family must let Rudi follow the rules of law that apply. And inevitably, Rudi had to go through his nights in a detention cell.

The next day, Daeng Tanri and his wife went back to see Rudi. This time they were escorted by Aziz and Sandro. Rudi brought good food and drinks.

“Take the silver lining. By staying in prison, Rudi did not drink anymore,” Daeng Tanri said gently to his wife who then just nodded.

On the second day Rudi was detained in a police prison, there was a beautiful girl in hijab, who when smiling there was a dimple on her cheek, came to the police station. The girl who once appeared at Londo Cafe with her male colleagues. He is Barada.

However, this time Barada came alone with a luxurious yellow car. She looks like an ordinary girl. And where he was, there the men looked at him. Moreover, a smile of hospitality is often spread when he passed by anyone.

There was even one policeman who had to stumble over the floor steps because his eyes were attached to the graceful figure of Barada, eliciting laughter from his comrades.

Apparently, Barada is not an arbitrary person. The one he met at the police station was the direct police chief. Uniquely, the police chief who first stood up and respected Barada.

Barada returned a respectful salute and then smiled widely.

“Just relax, Sir,” said Barada later.

Barada is not long, only a matter of minutes. Not long after he came home, Rudi was released.

Rudi did not know the reason behind his release. The police are stingy to tell. However, it made Rudi happy. (BH)