Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
34. Reproofs

Arriving from a distance, someone walked closer to them.

As soon as a glance was fixed towards the person, he brought a flashlight. His steps sounded loud enough to invite their attention.

"Tumben there's people night-time here? This is not a territory that people rarely pass through huh?" atep.

"What's wrong with people passing by here?" Bajul. "His name is also a public road. Who can pass."

The road is rarely crossed because it is an old road that makes the track become further after the construction of a new road in the region.

"Good night, young man!" greet a father who approached them, wearing a sarong and black peci.

"Night, Sir! What's up, sir?" atep.

"So, Mr. Rt wants to talk to you a little bit. Can you meet Mr Rt now?" ask the man with a polite smile.

Everyone exchanged looks. Not giving an answer. Except for Akhmar who looked at the father with a domineering gaze.

"could. We'll be there!" answer Akhmar.

"Okay, I'm sorry." The father passed away.

"What did Mr. Rt call us?" Atep.

"What was the problem of Akhmar fighting in the mosque at that time?" sahut Bajul's.

"You want to know what Mr. Rt will say, right? Come on, get over there!" Akhmar had ridden a motorcycle and was driving it.

His friends followed Akhmar.

Arriving at Mr. Rt's house, they met and sat on the sofa as requested by Mr. Rt.

They were treated to warm drinks, as well as sweet snacks.

"Not about that. If the problem of commotion in the mosque has been taken care of by Mr. Kades," replied Mr. Rt. "Unfortunately, Jamed has disappeared somewhere."

Akhmar listened carefully.

"So this way, without the need to extend time, I as the head of RT entrusted with carrying out tasks in this region, I have complaints and reports from citizens who are anxious about your activities that are always gathering at crossroads, and he said while using illegal goods," call Mr. Rt with an expression dyed with a smile. Friendly, polite too. 

The young man's faces seemed tense instantly, exchanging glances. Except Akhmar who looks calm, returned the gaze of Mr. Rt casually. So also with Bajul who just silent while occasionally glancing towards Akhmar.

Everyone was silent, waiting for the commander to speak. They have always relied on Akhmar as their spokesman.

"I feel like this needs to be discussed well. If indeed you can still be spoken to from heart to heart, to no longer continue the activity, I don't think I need to talk to your parents to discuss this," said Mr. Rt again. "I know this will make you have problems with parents I can convey this, and not even of course this problem will be solved by complaining to your parents. Therefore, we are talking about it in a family manner. I'm sure you've grown up and thought well of this."

"So what do you want?" ask Akhmar.

"As a young man in this neighborhood, please stop your activities. Do not use illegal goods anymore, because we can act to the authorities. Can my words be understood?" Mr. Rt smiled.

"could. We regret it and will change our habits. Thank you for reminding me" said Akhmar.

"Alhamdulillah. In that case, so that I can trust and not continue this case, for the sake of mutual security, I ask for your urine test next month as proof that you guys really stopped. Agreed?" ask Mr. Rt.

"Can." Akhmar.

"Yes, please eat it." Mr. Rt took a cake.

"Thank you, Sir. We can't stay here long. So be quick." Akhmar got up and left the house followed by his friends.

They were riding motorcycles with thoughts haunting each other's heads, all wondering, who reported the matter to Mr Rt?

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