Ballad Inmates
Ballad Inmates (Part 53)

...By Dalem Tehang...

“JAL, make coffee with tea first. Let's be more exciting about the Babe story,” said Doni. 

Ijal. Prepare what Doni wants, representing the occupants of the room.

After all got a warm drink made Ijal, I also told about the clarification process in the provos office earlier. 

I tell everything what it is. Because I know, friends really need complete information. In addition to sharing experiences. Something that seems to be “whitebook” to be able to live in a detention house.

Suddenly Adit tamping opened the door of the room in a hurry. We all set our sights on the cell door.

“Om, called commander. Waiting at the guard post,” said Adit in an uncomfortable voice, while looking at me.

“There's more, Be?” ask Aris, interrupting.

I just shook my head. And then followed Adit, walking towards the guard post.

I saw Mr. Rudy sitting quietly in the guard room. Wearing a white t-shirt equipped with a black leather jacket, that night the look of the commander of this throne was very dashing and cool.

“Sit here, sir Mario,” said Mr. Rudy as soon as I came.

He ordered an officer to open the door between the guard post and the detention complex.

After saluting, I sat down next to Mr. Rudy. He asked for a sweet coffee drink. 

“Pak Mario can't help either?” said it. I'm nodding. Mr. Rudy ordered two glasses made.   

“So how was the clarification earlier, has everything been delivered?” ask Rudy then. Voice's calm. Relaxed.

“Alhamdulillah already, sir. The examiner is also good and fair,” I said.

“Thankful then, sir. I'm afraid there's nothing with Mr. Mario, so these nights I'm here. Usually, I just monitor the progress from home. Every once in a while here if night, that too if there is really urgent,” continued Mr. Rudy.

“Thank you very much for your attention, sir. I even took the nicotine. Thank God everything went well. Even last I met Mr. Heru, the provos commander, and asked also about my statement,” uraiku.

“O so, thank God that Mr. Mario is also familiar with Mr. Heru. He was a good commander. Firm and wise,” said Mr. Rudy with a smile.

While we were still talking, it appeared that four people were walking towards the guard post. One plainclothes person walked in front, another three dressed in official service accompanied behind him.

“Sorry, Dan. Provos came here,” a guard officer reported to Mr. Rudy. The commander of the throne house just nodded his head.

“Night, Dan,” greet the plainclothes man as soon as he entered the guard post and saw Mr. Rudy. Turns out it was Mr. Heru, the provos commander.

After greeting, Mr. Heru sat next to Mr. Rudy. He also loved me.

“Izin do room control, Dan,” said sir Heru later.

“Please,” said Mr. Rudy while ordering the guardians to open the connecting door and accompany the provos that will control the room.

When three members of the provos have entered the tahti house complex, Mr. Heru said room 10 does not need to be checked. 

“Room 10 need not be checked. We believe in the head of his room. There will be nothing strange,” said Mr. Heru. 

The three members of the provos replied together: “Siap..!”

“Pak Mario is indeed a friend, Dan,” asked Mr. Heru then to Mr. Rudy.

“Yes, my close friend. So if it's right here, I'll have a chat. Let's not stay in the room,” said Mr. Rudy. His tone was relaxed yet firm. 

“Siap..! Sorry, Mr. Mario. I didn't know you were my senior friend. He has been guiding me a lot,” said Mr. Heru while directing his gaze towards me. And nod his head.

I nodded my head too. Respect for his honor.

“Heru's father is a good man, Mr. Mario. His determination and discipline are incredible. But pliable and wise. Proud I have a junior who is fast career,” said Mr. Rudy. Proud sir Heru.

I smiled in admiration. Two officers who both respect each other. And seem to support each other in the success of their respective tasks and careers.

Without notice, our conversation arrived in the morning. It was only realized when the voice of teaching the sign was soon the dawn adhan, heard from the mosque next to the mapolres.

“Astaghfirullah, already want Fajr yes. Let's just disperse first. Sorry, Mr. Mario. So invite this stay up,” said Mr. Rudy. We also shake hands and separate.

Mr. Rudy and Mr. Heru walked to the parking lot to return to their respective homes, I returned to the cell room. 

As soon as I entered the room, I was greeted by Aris, Asnawi, and Doni. Their faces looked tense.

“Cock his face in that tense, what's wrong?” my many. 

As if they do not understand if they deliberately wait for my arrival back to the room. 

And the more I realize, if the foundation of togetherness of the occupants of room 10 is indeed very sturdy.

“We thought Babe, why not go back and forth, what's up,” Asnawi said.

“Khworried Babe nothing at all. We can't sleep,” Aris said as she looked at me.

“Thanks a lot guys. Thank God, I'm fine. Even chat casually with Mr. Rudy and Mr. Heru the commander of the provos was in the post,” I said. 

“O, there is a provos commander as well huh chat, Be. Pantes was our room was not checked the same proviso. Well, it will be safe continue our room in the future,” said Doni, who does have clever thoughts full of intrigue.

“You are thinking of finding it safe, Doni,” ketus Asnawi.

“Lha, want to think let alone we here try? If the rubbing continues, it makes us more uncomfortable, tormented inner birth. Boro-boro feels safe,” said Doni while laughing.

“Which is important, we still have to follow the rules well. Not because there is tolerance, even at will. I don't want to. And I don't want to see you and the others hanging out in front of that girl's cell, Doni. If you still sell it, I must have moved the cell,” I said firmly.

“Siap, Be. Yesterday it was because I appreciated Mr. Edi. His name is also I am a man. Depends on how boss. Moreover, this is in prison, where he wants the head of the room, we follow,” said Doni. 

The voice of the Adhan of Subuh drew shahdu from the mosque beside the mapolres. We pray jamaahan. After that, I put my body down. Drowsiness after staying up all night.

Suddenly the sound of the cell door opening. Agape. All the residents left their rooms.

A guard officer entered the room. Checking residents. At that time I made the opportunity to ask permission not to go out of the room, because of heavy drowsiness. 

The officer gave permission. Because he knew, all night I talked at the guard post with the commander of the throne and the provost. 

Firmness fenced with an understanding, can indeed make comfortable. Although for a long time there are no guarantees. (connected)