Unknown Baby
Mudflows

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Faiq's car stopped in front of a mini market located at the intersection between the morning market and terminal 16 C. There's a cappuccino seller next to Alfa. Faiq stopped and decided to buy two cappuccinos, this morning Myesha said she wanted a fresh and sweet drink.

Two chocolate-flavored cappuccinos were ordered, an afternoon sky with orange-colored clouds visible. Faiq looked around. This afternoon there were quite a lot of people as usual.

"This," said the seller.

Faiq received it while giving ten thousand money. His eyes accidentally saw Riki standing not far from the seller duku. He walked over to Riki. Wanna greet him.

The young man was calling someone, looking serious. Faiq had not greeted and kept approaching. Fear of interrupting the young man's conversation.

"Calm down, CCTV I've taken everything. Bang Faiq won't know." Said Riki was still holding the phone.

Sontak Faiq was surprised, his assumption was true that Riki was manipulating CCTV around his house. 

"Judah I close first, it's coming home." Riki hung up the phone and turned to the side to pick up the duku he ordered.

His eyes were shocked when he saw Faiq behind him. They looked in silence, there was anger in the corner of the man's eyes towards Riki.

"So you took all the CCTV. Quickly hand over all the CCTV to me."

"What does Brother mean?" Riki pretended not to know. She's nervous.

Faiq can't be fooled, obviously he heard everything. The man approached, eager to punch Riki but still held back. So far he has been able to control his emotions. Here too many people, will not be satisfied fighting because it will be separated immediately.

"I've heard everything, you can't lie anymore." Highlight Faiq's eyes were sharp, as if he could pounce on the young man in front of him.

Riki's body trembled in fear and nervousness, he subconsciously took a step back. Thinking of how to avoid this unfortunate situation. 

"This is the witch," the middle-aged man beside them gave me a plastic package containing duku. But the situation was impossible for Riki to take the plastic. His body was frozen.

The bike is parked far away, it is impossible to be on time if Riki runs and rides the bike, surely Faiq can catch up. Feeling desperate finally Riki turned around and ran fast.

"Hey! Don't run!" Pekik Faiq saw Riki running.

The man in the white shirt ran after the runaway Riki, still carrying two cappuccinos. They are the center of attention of people around.

Riki ran faster and faster until passing the morning market to the Bantul area. Sweat poured from the youth temple, occasionally looking back at Faiq who was chasing after him. His long footsteps climbed the asphalt road to make a sound.

"Ah, fuck!" Riki increasingly ran as fast as possible on the asphalt road. There were only a few passing motors carrying grass. It's strange to see two grown men chasing each other.

The sun began to fall but the heat had not disappeared, Faiq increasingly eager to chase the young man in a levis jacket.

"Stop!" Shouted but completely ignored Riki. His steps began to slow down due to the irregular breathing.

Right now Riki was completely caught off guard, he could not dodge Faiq and running away from him was the best course. Far enough he ran but Faiq was still chasing him. 

"Belgk ... Riki stop!" Shouted Faiq again, he was almost at his limit of strength.

"Don't follow me!" Riki almost toppled over but hurriedly he stood balanced and entered the rice field area by jumping over the trench. Hope Faiq can't catch up to him. 

But Faiq did not give up, he followed Riki who was running in the rice field area. Avoid falling in the mud. It was very difficult for Faiq to wear pantofel shoes.

"Stop Riki! Let's talk!" Shouted Faiq, still trying to balance walking among the rice fields.

They were within a plot of rice fields, Riki was as difficult as Faiq. But his much smaller body made it easier for the young man to walk faster.

"Let me go" said Riki, walking faster and almost reaching a small road at the end of which the motor can pass.

Meanwhile, Faiq's shoes were stuck in the mud, causing the man to look to the right, trying his hardest to maintain balance. He walked more carefully so as not to fall into the mud.

Riki's shoes were just as dirty, he took off the shoes and threw them at Faiq. Almost hit the face if not avoid.

Faiq managed to avoid the mud-filled shoes from Riki but he was doomed furthest into the mud-filled rice fields.

Now, his entire back is stuck to the mud and even his hair. Seeing that Riki did not help and even more quickly left Faiq. Managed to trick Faiq to stop chasing.

Faiq's memory returned to Myesha, when she saw the girl stretching out like a mummy. The situation is now almost the same as that, the difference is that his left hand hurts from holding back a fall. It seems to have accidentally scratched the skin of the conch.

"Dam." Faiq's eyes looked up. Right into the clouds and the plastic parcel that survived. He gave up, did not continue to pursue Riki.

The white shirt and black pants turned brown, even his hair and handsome face were exposed to mud.

Faiq sat down, trying to find Riki's whereabouts but the young man was already invisible. He swiped his watch covered in mud. Half six. It's dark soon. He decided to go home.

Walking back towards the morning market with a body full of mud, Faiq became the center of attention. The right hand holds the plastic cappuccino while the left hand holds the pantofel shoe. He has no energy to stop the scorn, or explain to people what he is now.

"Damn it!" Even the toddler who saw her ran away and cried. Very hurt his usual handsome self-esteem.

In front of the car, he hesitated to get in. To see oneself through glass is not worthy to be called a man. He cursed Riki in his heart. If only the young man would talk and not throw shoes then he would not have turned into a mud man like this.

Faiq decided to walk, Ganjar Agung not so far away. Just need to pass through the field and the gas station. Fifteen minutes walk will arrive.

What Faiq couldn't stand right now was embarrassment, many people who saw him were strange. Of course, a grown man whose entire body was in mud. He walked along the edge of the asphalt, the road to his house was wide asphalt that crowded passing vehicles.

"Assalamualaikum" said Faiq. He did not open the door himself as both of his hands were holding objects.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Myesha from within. The girl opened the door. 

"Astagfireullah! Who're you?" The girl was surprised by the state of the man full of mud in front of her.

"It's me, Faiq your husband."

"You're out rolling in the fields, Mas?"

"It's a long story, it's a cappuccino for you." He gave a cappuccino that only stayed half in a plastic cup and the other half fell on the plastic. 

Myesha received the plastic containing the cappuccino. When Faiq wants to enter he prevents. 

"Don't go in, dirty ntar. Come with me."

Myesha put the plastic cappuccino that was hit by the mud stain on the table, then left the house. His hand waved so that Faiq would follow him. 

The girl lit a faucet, flushing the mud-filled Faiq beside the house. From head to toe. Faiq opened his shirt while enjoying a splash of water from a hose he used to wash his car. Put the shirt in a bucket not far from the clothesline.

Now, without wearing clothes Faiq is still sprayed with water, removing mud stains from his pants and hair.

Myesha was silent by holding the hose, asking nothing. Made Faiq glance at him. 

"Why is your cheek red? You feverish?" Faiq approached, sticking his wet hand to Myesha's forehead.

The girl was nervous and turned her face away, "no. If it's a quick clean shower but enter through the back door."

He gave the hose to Faiq before turning to leave it, leaving Faiq confused. The shirtless man turned off the water faucet and went inside the house to take a bath.

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