Around Us
Chapter 28: The Stamp

There is no trouble without a way out. Likewise, there is no eternal misfortune. If you believe and believe, God will always send help when disaster strikes the body.

I'm so grateful to have escaped Mas Bimo's abomination. People I never thought would be so cruel, just for the sake of maintaining image and reputation.

After my energy gradually recovered, Nining's mother and and the man who helped me – who turned out to be Nining's stepfather named Mr. Sigit – started asking some questions.

“Why can Aa be at Mom's house?” ask Nining's mom

“I was held there, Ma'am,” I replied. I can't help but be upset and disappointed.

“Whose name?” the question is full of curiosity again.

I'm not ready for the full story. I don't want to feel ashamed of someone, especially someone I know close enough.

Mr. Sigit stroked my shoulder.“What's the problem, A?”

“Private matters only, Sir.”

“But why did you get to Mom's house? Does it have anything to do with the mother's son, Nining?” Ms. Nining is quite sensitive about analyzing the situation.

I nodded. With a heavy heart must uncover things that can inflame the novelty.

“You know Mom's son?” continued again.

“Yes, Mom,” my light with a slow voice.

Ms. Nining shed tears. His voice began to shake. “If you can know, how far do you know your child?”

I took a slow breath, determined to tell a story. “Actually I know the son of a new mother of one month more. Coincidentally the person who used to be close to Nining my friend cost me.”

Instantly his emotions overflowed – in the middle of crying – heard my last sentence, “You're his friend Bimo? That jerk?”

“Sabar, Is. Patience!” The husband tried to calm down.

From his swearing, there was apparently a deep-seated hatred.

“Nining sure died because of him, right?” the tone is getting higher.

There's no way I'm telling you anything, especially something as bad as Nining's belief in black magic. However, there is no need to bring up the dark side of people who are gone.

I turned to Mr. Sigit, he gave a nod. He seemed to understand if I asked permission to parse the facts.

“I only know Nining misses her parents. He felt lonely to the point of depression. A week before leaving, he was treated at RSJ. Honestly, beyond that I don't really know the problem he's facing. He only said misses his mother and father, misses his old life,” I explained.

Nining's mother hugged me. He was so sad to put his face on my shoulder. While her husband looks calm and keeps trying to calm down.

After a few moments of crying, she became more restrained. “Aa tea that used to take care of Nining funeral, right?”

I nodded.

“Yes, I remember. When my sister video called when Nining died, I saw Aa's face. At that time my sister also told me if there were two friends of Nining who helped manage the body of my son,” he continued to confirm.

“Iya, Mom. When Nining was at RSJ, I had time to find contact with his mother, father, and other relatives. However, hape Nining was out of nowhere. I try to ask residents around here also no one knows”, my story.

He turned his body. “All is my fault. I should have called him or taken him home once a year to see him. However, my condition in (Arab) Saudi could not do much. Passports are held by employers, going home is never allowed, even just want to call was difficult. I can only send money to Nining. That's all I can do on a regular basis, although I also understand that it's not enough for him.”

“Already, Is. No need to blame yourself either. It's all fate. Indeed the road is like this,” said Mr. Sigit.

“But, Yeah. If only I had not been selfish to go outside (country), maybe Nining was still there,” regretted while sobbing.

Mr. Sigit hugged his wife. “Is, can't say that. That is your name against the message of life that Allah has outlined.”

Nining's mother continued the story. “About 1 year ago, I had a chance to call Nining. But it was the sad news I found. Nining told me that she had just had an abortion because she was asked by her boyfriend, Bimo. The heart of which mother is not sliced to hear the honor of her child is broken.”

“So, I know about that?” my many.

“From little Nining open child. Cheerfully, he always shared his story. There was any problem or anything that weighed on his mind, he must have told me. On the outside he may be quiet, but at home he is a person who can not cover the slightest problem,” he said while wiping tears.

“When Nining told me about it, I directly contacted his father, but never connected. I'm trying to get my sister's help here to calm Nining down. I told him the truth. But a week later Nining told me that people in this village were gossiping about her, calling her a killer, even a prostitute. My heart is completely broken. I also tried to escape from my employer's house at the time. I am desperate, no matter what my top priority child is. But I was caught by police on the street as I was about to head to the immigration office. Then I was returned to my employer. I try to tell my problem, but they assume I made up a story to run from contract”, he continued to detail the bitter story of the princess.

My mind was so agonized to hear Nining's mother's words. “I know Nining after his heart broke. I try to be a friend to him. However, fate wills another.”

“I thank you at least Nining had a friend who accompanied her to the last rest.”

“Oh yes, you have not answered, who is as big as you there?” asked Mr. Sigit who initially looked teary hearing our story.

I honestly hesitate to mention names. I take a deep breath, “Mas Bimo, Sir.”

“Bimo?” Nining's mother was so shocked. “We're looking for him now. I want revenge for what happened to my son.” His anger is back on fire.

I tried to cool it down. “Sabar, Mom. Revenge would not calm Nining down. Let the Lord arrange how the vengeance is worth for him.”

“Listen to that, Is. What Aa said was true. Revenge will only hurt your heart more deeply,” added Mr Sigit.

However, Nining's mother came out of the clinic in a fiery manner. Everyone watching looked confused. Me and Mr. Sigit followed.

“ Anyway, I want to meet that Bimo, Well,”.

“Iya, Is. But...” Mr. Sigit tried to block and looked at me.

I get the point. “I've been quiet, sir. At dawn I was hungry and cold. After eating and changing clothes, I already feel healthy again.”

“Continue looking for him to where?” ask Mr. Sigit to be confused.

We got in the car and headed straight to the location. I'm sure Mas Bimo will return to that place again.

Sure enough, when crossing the bridge, Mas Bimo circled in the courtyard of Nining's house. When he got close enough, he heard me calling my name.

“Arya, where are you? Why did you get away? You helped your demon friends huh? Haha…. Your fuck, Arya!” his yell.

Looking around, it seems like Mas Bimo came alone. Even so, I asked Nining's mother and her husband to remain vigilant first. It's possible that Mas Bimo's friends are circling another corner looking for me.

However, Nining's mother couldn't get angry. His face was full of embers. He ran fast, then attacked Mas Bimo.

“What have you done with my son? My son died because of you, right? You who are not responsible,” murkanya.

Mas Bimo was seen riding a apogee. Mr. Sigit and I were on standby behind Nining's mother.

“Oh, someone brought reinforcements apparently,” Mas Bimo's gaze pointed sharply at me. “And you old mother, get away fast! Don't let me darken my eyes!” Then, he pushed Nining's mother to the ground.

“Mas, don't be rude to parents!” kecamku.

“Arya... Arya.. Your fate is always lucky. But now it may not be anymore. Even the three of you will I lay one burrow with the pathetic one,” pointed it haughty.

“You think I'm scared! Even though I am old, I am still powerful enough to beat you,” challenge mother Nining.

Mr. Sigit rushed to defend his wife. He attacked Mas Bimo first. Fights are inevitable.

Initially the fight went fierce, but Mas Bimo was good at looking for negligence. He managed to beat Mr. Sigit back.

I rushed straight to him. He insisted on pitting strength against Mas Bimo. I was overwhelmed by his desire.

Mas Bimo is in a state of disobedience. He will definitely exert all his strength. He'll be hard to match.

“You go, ask the people for help. Let this bastard, Mr. Facing,” orders Mr. Sigit.

“Mr sure you can fight me? If you feel able, please stand up. But previously convey the last request,” jajat Mas Bimo.

I was provoked by the emotion of seeing his arrogance. He's gone too far. His soul is possessed by the devil. I didn't expect uncivilized speech to come out of his mouth.

“Enough, Mas! It is better that Mas Bimo leave now, before the citizens arrive to arrest Mas Bimo!”

“You want to scare me, Yes?”

“Defense basis!” blaspheme Mr. Sigit while throwing spit on the ground.

“Try talking once again, Old Man!” Mas Bimo approached Mr. Sigit with hand veins printed clearly.

I immediately stood in the way. “Istigfar, Mom! You are possessed by Satan!”

“Shut up, Arya! Or you want to be the first to die in this place,” snapped Mas Bimo by removing a knife from the back pocket of his pants, “This is beyond my plan. But I'm sorry if you should be the first to die.”

He quickly walked towards me. I was worried, because in front of him there was me and Mr. Sigit who could be his prey as well.

“Pak…. You take my mother out of this place immediately,” whispered me.

“But...”.

“You don't have to worry, I'll be fine. I will divert his attention, Mr. immediately go yes.”

Sigit understood my plan. My energy has not returned to perfection, but I understand where to take Mas Bimo.

“Mati? Are you threatening me or playing with a cat? Touching me is like you can't, Bimo,”. My blood is already roiling violently, there is no more subtle greeting that I give to him.

I started running to a place far away from Mr. Sigit and Nining's mother. Mas Bimo is after me. Then, I found a dried bamboo about two meters away. I used the bamboo to hit his leg. He turned out to be quite agile, able to dodge and fend off my constant attacks.

“She can see the future, but can't guess my movements?” his lips.

I don't care about the baby. I only wanted to paralyze him for a moment to bring out the perverted soul within him.

I tried to hit him again. This time it hit the right side of his stomach. He's wading in pain.

He also cursed. “You cheated, Arya.”

“I'm forced. I'm sorry, Bimo,”.

Then, he pointed his index finger. “What if we duel manly without weapons?”

“Oh, want a duel?”

“Fear?”

“OK. But throw the knife first!”

“Mildly,” said arrogantly.

“Quick lasalin now!”

He threw away the knife in his hand. “Tuh, I threw away.”

Having to fight with someone I once considered a friend, it felt so sad. Although it looks difficult to win, but I will try my best.

I dropped the bamboo and set the horses. For the first time in history, I was a street fighter.