Way Home
102. there still turns out

“He, Sir! Where are you going?!” a rough-faced young man snapped at the man who was casually passing in front of him.

And, who was just calmly yelled at, kept stepping. From Fahmi's house, Hazri goes straight to Sapri's place. He has always tended to prefer this place. Lots of funny memories.

“Pak! Hoei..!” feeling cut off, the young man walked over quickly. “Aahh..!” shouts shocked while pulling his hand that ‘kesetrum’ when touching Hazri's shoulder. “Stop! I hit you..!” snapped again. The wooden stick was grabbed, chased, and instantly struck without further ado. But, even he who was mental, fell rolling on the ground while groaning in pain.

His friends also came. Hazri had to stop. He looked at the young people who surrounded him. Ordinary gaze without inner energy. Gasped all. Not just sharply slicing the gaze of ‘bias’, banging souls all. It was as if the clanging of dozens of discotheque music together.

No one can talk....

“Who is your boss here?” ask Hazri a moment later.

Still quiet everyone. Some even go up.

“Which one of you?” ask Hazri again.

“Bang Hazri...,” suddenly there is a greeting from the side. Hazri looked over, instantly remembering him. Apparently, Endung aka Kuncrit whose face is antique. Who could forget the face of this turtle? It is older now, but still antique. It's even more unique. So Hazri also messes.

“Tul Bang Hazri's..?” Kuncrit was still hesitating.

“How are you, Kuncrit?” greet Hazri.

“Hah? Bang...,” immediately rushed the Kuncrit hugging Hazri.

Some others, people who used to know Hazri directly also acted the same. Hugged their big boss without hesitation. Untel-untelan. The young people who had only heard the legend were stunned. Hazri Tiger does exist. Although there must be someone asking in the heart, how is the cut like that? There's no fuss? Model njai teacher in the village.

“What is this?!” someone shouted loudly. The crowd opened; the one who shouted was stunned. “Bang Hazri..?”

“Najib? Not dead yet you, hahaha.” greet Hazri. Still remember very well he faces ‘an’ crazy who forced to join the war against the police; who had wanted to die from that first.

“Bang...,”Najib also scattered, the longest even dipped it. “Log in, Bang, come in..” he invites Hazri into the house that became their headquarters long ago. It has not been resolved yet apparently the dispute over the house. It's not going to be right until there's an earthquake.

“You're the boss now, Jib?” ask Hazri while walking.

“Bang Romi asked me,” replied Najib.

“Hahaha.... You deserve to be the boss. Difficult death.”

Najib laughed too. “Move, move. Love the way our big boss.” Najib commands to his men who are still swarming it. Get off everyone. One of the men came forward with Hazri's bag. Just like the office.

Hazri. Sure enough, this whore's son is charismatic.

They went inside the house. Hazri was moved to see the wooden chair that he used to sit on when he was playing to this place first turned out to still be there. Table too. He sat there smiling.

“Mansion, Bang?” ask Najib.

Hazri nodded. “Copy only if there is.”

“Copy? Coffee, Bang?” Confused Najib. Hazri was anti-coffee.

“Iya, coffee..”

Najib nodded, then came out for a while. “Mosquito, you go to Kang Burhan's place to make coffee. Say, the best. Full seteko. His glasses,” he said to a man there.

“Copy? Not wrong, Bang?” the mosquito was confused, her lips three inches forward.

“Udah, don't take much for you. Fast!” exclamation Najib.

The mosquito flew to Kang Burhan's place. Najib is back in.

“Please call Bang Romi same Bang Tomi,” pinta Hazri.

“Bang Tomi is dead,” Najib said.

“Tomi..?” Hazri. “Why? Shoot?”

Najib shakes. “Sick. The doctor said his intestines were damaged.”

“When is it?”

“A long time ago, there were three years ago. The pain is also long.”

Hazri sighed. “So, stay Bang Romi now?”

Najib nodded. “Called, Bang?”

Hazri nodded and then fell silent. The tasbih is slowly removed and twisted.

After SMS Romi, Najib was silent. A few moments quiet there.

“True Bang Romi, Brother is still alive..,” Najib murmured later.

“Romi said so?”

Najib nodded. “We're all running out of Klaten. Bang Romi is leading. Everywhere we are not found. Uh, the jump's a cop. Clashed again three times. Their shucks. Especially the chairman, the Nganjuk. We almost burned down his house in New Town. Bang Romi told me. Fortunately, there was guarded by police officers. Otherwise, so rub ash really.”

“Many died clashing time?”

Najib nodded. “Bang Romi sash his waist. I'm translucent in hand.” Najib opened his upper arm to his left hand. Looks like a shot wound in there.

Hazri closed her eyes. How many more died?

“Agot ngerem the Nganjuk after us, let his son.” continued Najib.

“Hah? You guys got his kid?” Hazri surprised.

“Not stopping him. We wrap, our wife is free to let her know. The driver pulled the gun, we timpe first. But, no modar, got a thigh. Bang Romi shot it. If I, I'll tie his head.”

Hazri sighed while shaking her head. Fahmi didn't tell him about this. Probably knew Hazri wasn't involved that time.

“Laki or girl her child?”

“Chick. Tomboy.”

That means the parrot. “No, what's he, right?”

Najib shakes. “Free saved overnight at Bang Item place. Tomorrow afternoon is released again in front of his house, while being signed a message for his baby.”

Hazri grimacing. Nyontek's idea is like this Romi.

“Still. Muk,” says Hazri.

“Sama-sama, Bang,” the face of the Mosquito grinned.

Can't stand it, Hazri laughed. How can the mouth be added monyong while grinning? Knowing why Hazri laughed, Najib laughed. The one who was laughing did not realize why his bosses were laughing.

“What are you guys out there?” ask Hazri.

“Again kesaktian Abang. Bang Kuncrit the story.”

Hazri Mesem then opened his bag. “Nih...,” he gives a wad of money.

“Create what is this, Bang?” ask Mosquito.

“Ah, you are pretending to be geeky all, hahaha.”.

The mosquitoes laughed. Eyes narrowed, mouth forward opened slightly. “Still, Bang,” said happy. He immediately came out while shouting out a love announcement. Regular, drunken preparations.

The conversation continued while enjoying the coffee. Eo’ also turned out. Hazri said only that he had been hiding somewhere safe, answering Najib's question about it. There is no deep discussion, just a review of past memories. Najib told me a lot because Hazri asked for it. About nothing that has happened in the last twelve years...

“Until now you are still a legend. Not only in us, the other gang kids are the same. Everyone knows you haven't been caught, brother's still there. Still alive, out of nowhere. So, the other group remains disinclined to us. Moreover, Bang Romi has received the knowledge from Abang. Fear everything...”.

Hazri smiles. There's just Romi, I can't know everything. But, he knew the reason his main man had admitted this. Just so strong bluff, lest anyone dare to ask him for proof.

“Where was your old friend?”

“Who, Bang?”

“Yang ever kicked Bang Sodik when you were new?”

“Si Inyong? It's dead in the war.”

“Cute also him?”

“Iya. Guard section outside.”

Hazri. It turned out that the Scorpion Tattoo was long gone. Just found out now he

“Mana? Where is Bang Hazri..?” there was a typical Romi voice outside.

Hazri smiles. Ready to accept the emergence of his best friend.

“Bang..!” Romi immediately shouted loudly when he saw Hazri. Run down Hazri and hold her tight. So tight. In the long run.

Hazri laughing. Happy to see his best friend is healthy, even though he looks much older than he expected. Tired of his face.

“Where has Brother been all this time?” shoot Romi as soon as he takes off his arms.

“There, Rom, in a very safe place.”

“Where, Bang? I looked to the far end of Jogja and its surroundings, nothing. I combed from Solo to Purworejo, empty. Where to disappear to Brother? The police are just as confused, hahaha..”.

“There, Rom,” replied Hazri briefly while staring at Romi after a quick glance at Najib there.

Romi immediately responded to Hazri's intentions. It's very secret apparently. He didn't bother with this question anymore either. Later if it fits both.

“Tomi is dead?” Hazri switched topics.

“Iya, Bang. Due to sugar disease, the pancreas is damaged. Or what his name is, I forgot. Anyway abdominal parts.”

Hazri mesem sad. “Hubby where?”

“Kupulangin to his village in Batak there. He ordered it before he died. His family who is here helps with that affair.”

“There's a family of him here?”

“The Batak people will gather strong. Don't know me, they're real family or just Batak together. Anyway familiar. There's also some police I saw there, hahaha.”.

Hazri grimacing. “Terus?”

“Muscled, but equally self-indulgent. This is a funeral event. Fortunately they did not sell. If open price, I pay cash in place.”

Hazri mesem again. “So, alone are you after that?”

“He-eh. Lonely by yourself, since Bang Hazri left..,” Romi chanted the song.

Hazri chuckles. “Yah.., sorry, Rom.”

Romi laughed a little. “Indeed it should be. Great brother can disappear like that. Admire me. In fact, the police seabrek-abrek nyari Abang. Perplexed Fahmi fouled journalists. Out of praise, scorned rame-rame, hahaha..”.

“Oya?” Hazri just found out.

“Emang Abang did not see the news on TV?”

Hazri. “No TV, no radio.”

“Oya?” Romi's turn just found out. “No signal too?”

Hazri mesem, know what Romi means. “My cellphone was destroyed by a bullet. All the numbers are there. Alone me. Just like you.”

Mangosteen romi. It is true why Hazri did not contact and could not be contacted.

Hazri sipped her coffee. Enjoy right.

Romi. “What is this? A coffee? What the fuck, Jib? Mansion...,” he said reprimanding.

Najib is just clinging.

“I asked for coffee,” said Hazri.

“Heh? Brother coffee now? What is the world behind? Hahaha..,” Romi laughs. She knew exactly how Hazri was anti-coffee.

“Abang to Mansion?” ask Najib to Romi.

“What are your men downing. I'm asking for a little.”

Najib nodded, out take the rations. He also wants to. What coffee? Just been disinclined to Hazri. Now there is his big boss. Thinned. A moment later he came in with two bottles of Mansion and a bottle of Vodka. Hazri grimacing. Stay Kratingdaeng, complete doughnuts. But, don't tempt him now. Just a smile to see the two men were nyek bottle.