Ballad Inmates
Ballad Inmates (Part 41)

...By, Dalem Tehang ...

AFTER we finished teaching, the officer knocked on the cell door. We all looked at the faces. 

“Great this room. Every riyungan mallem,” said the officer. There was a smile of pride on his face.

“Not riyungan, Dan. Read yasin aja. Without food and drink,” says Kap Edi. Closer to the iron bars. He salami the guard with respect.

“Jadi gini. Tomorrow, seven days my mother-in-law dies. We have tahlilan at home. If I ask you to read yasin and tahlil here sent to mother-in-law, object no,” said the officer.

“Siap. Don't mind us, Dan. Precisely grateful, can join pray for the mother-in-law of the Commander,” said Edi.

“Thanks in advance yes. Later I write the name of the deceased and send it here,” continued the officer. There was a happy hue on his face. 

As soon as the officer left, we all smiled. Saying gratitude. 

“Kirain earlier, we want to be invited to know at his house. Fun also if you can get out of the cell for yasinan,” said Tomy. 

“That dream of yours, Tomy. Where can I like that. If you're here, it's hard to get out. Except fitting deviation or in-bond investigator,” said Aris.

“It's not hard either. We can go home or anywhere. As long as there are officers who bond and can care for the same who are still guarding,” suddenly Pepen interjected.

“It really can be, Pen. Don't make up or it's just your dream,” said Asnawi. He seemed curious about Pepen's conversation.

“Ya. Why am I lying,” says Pepen. Assertively. 

“Emang you've been like that?” ask Aris. Also curious.

Pepen nodded his head. Convincingly. Through his hand, he hinted that he had been out of the cell three times since becoming a prisoner two months ago.

“Emang can do that, Kap?” Aris asked Edi who had been silent since. Edi nodded his head.

“Kok has never told stories so far, Kap,” said Aris again. His curiosity is growing.

“Kan no one ever asked, make any story. Some of you have to inget yes, in this prison aja wall can menguping our chat. Wrong-wrongly speaking, got our shit,” said Edi. 

“So really, can we get out of the cell a few hours and go home?” aris. 

“That's Pepen already attested. Less especially true,” said Edi. Short.

“How to do ya?” continued Aris. More curious and challenged.

Aris looked at Pepen. Ask him to explain. But Pepen turned his eyes to Edi. 

Realizing that Pepen was asking for approval, Edi nodded his head. Without a word out of his mouth. Pepen understood Edi's gesture of the head of the room.

“Which is clear, the play should be silent. The real secret, of course. Only two or three officers knew. But once out for three hours, can make pay monthly room money for approximately five months,” said Pepen. Voice slowly. 

Aris nodded her head. He began to understand the pattern. Also calculate how much to spend. I'm also interested in listening to Pepen's experience.

While Ijal, Tomy, Irfan, and Doni are more fun playing playing cards. The loser had rubber in his ear. While Asnawi, Iyos, Arya, and Reza are engrossed in their respective activities.

Aris shrugged her shoulders. Apparently, he's still weighing. The face of the man affected by this typhoid case looks tense. There is a great debate between his mind and soul. 

“I thought about it first, Pen. The cost is the high real problem,” said Aris later. 

“What's the cost of who to meet who else thought of it, Ris?” suddenly Asnawi.

Suddenly room 10 boisterous with the sound of laughter. All residents of room 10 already know that Aris is facing the threat of divorce from his wife. Except Pepen just came in.   

“Yang to be invited to meet anyway already kebayang. It only costs that do not know where to go,” said Aris. Explain. There was a bitter smile on his lips.

“Emang wants his wife to be invited, om?” suddenly Ijal interjected from his preoccupation with playing playing playing cards.

“You want to know, Jal. It does not matter to you who I want to meet,” said Aris. There is a tone of dislike with Ijal.

“Later if you have fixed want out, say aja, om. I tell you the pattern in more detail. Because this can be said to be extra silent,” said Pepen later. Aris nodded.

“Babe interested?” ask Edi. I shook my head.

“If Babe does it again, every day his wife must also digbesuk,” said Asnawi. 

“Yes, who knows would like to miss out. You just don't understand, Asnawi,” continued Edi. 

We laughed again. Creating a relaxed and joking atmosphere must always be done. So that the body does not impact on the increasingly shrink of the soul. 

The apple night was short. The officer only complains while asking about the health condition of the occupants of the room. 

After praying Isya and having dinner, I laid down my body. There is a disturbance in the condition of the body. Severe flu that makes the head hurt. Ngenyut-nginyut. 

The axe oil my wife sent me, I opened it. I apply it on my fingertips and rub it on my head. Warm taste. Slowly, the feeling disappeared. But only for a moment. I'm taking flu medicine. Before long, I felt sleepy. I fell asleep too.

My good sleep from taking the flu medicine, disturbed. The door of the cell room opened with a bang. The sound of Deni tamping. Followed by the voices of Edi, Iyos, and Doni.

As they entered the room, suddenly the smell of liquor stung. Especially after Doni rushed to the bathroom and vomited. The smell of alcohol is so strong. It was blowing in the wind that morning.

Unable to bear the pungent smell of alcohol, I got out of bed. Sitting around. I look to my left. Aris looked like she was daydreaming. His eyes were focused on one point: staring at the ceiling. 

Late, there was a teaching voice from the mosque. The dawn prayer time is coming. 

“You didn't sleep, Ris?” I asked Aris who fell. He shook his head.   

“Bawa slept. We will not finish our business without sleep. Taking care of the condition of the body is more important. Lovely how difficult it is if it hurts here,” I said.  

“Babe can sleep well because he finished taking flu medicine. Which has a tranquilizer. During this time also never sleep as soundly as this malem,” said Aris chimed in, smiling. 

I smile too. What Aris said was true. All this time, I only slept for an hour each night. The day is the same.

It has resulted in my weight loss. In fact, his name is in prison, there are no activities. Practically just eating and sleeping.

“You're great, Ris. I can sleep well day and night. Kayak friends. Until the snoring is disdainful. Enjoy yourselves if you go to sleep. Only later after being sued for divorce, you have trouble sleeping,” I said. Aris laughing. (connecting)