Way Home
105. old tiger

They sat on the front porch. Continue to talk nostalgia.

Tejo doesn't ask where Hazri has been. He felt less worthy of wondering that; what was important now was that he watched his master safely. Praying with him, with him. The latter pleased his heart. Not much to say, his prayer of a Hazri Tiger was a testament to his Divine grace. More than anything.

Not long after, Najib and a local chairman arrived.

“Night, Bang...,” greet them while respecting the military style. Understandably, son of Beret. It's a habit so.

Hazri and Romi salute.

Najib shouts Hazri and Romi.

“Bram...,” says the other when addressing Hazri.

“Abraham, instead Ajay,” Romi explains.

Hazri. He is also Alay's successor.

Tejo took the seats for the two young men.

“Kang Tejo, soon there will be a Nitan revolution meeting here. Gawat, the villain of all who come..” Hazri berguyon.

“Hahaha...,” Romi and others instantly ngakak.

“Connected Kang Tejo is not a villain, it's good not to be close. Later hit the virus.”

The more they. Tejo laughed understandingly.

“Iya, Den. I said goodbye, it was already night. But, Den Hazri is struggling, right?”

“Iya Kang's. God willing, tomorrow we continue to talk. Now let me talk about these deadly viruses.”

Not again. Romi even had tears.

Tejo. “Akang says first, Den..”.

“Kang, don't tell anyone about me yes..,” Hazri said quietly while giving all the money Fahmi gave me this afternoon.

“Iya, Den,” Tejo nodded. Then, go through everything that is there. “Assalamu’alaikum,” said.

“Wa’alaikum greetings,” replied Hazri. Only he replied.

Tejo moved with a smile. That second feature.

Hazri looked at the back of her gardener who was walking to the gate, then smiled to himself nodding. There's plan.

“I shower first,” Hazri said after Tejo. “Rom, please tasku.”

“Let me get you,” Najib received the key from Romi and immediately got his big boss bag in the car.

After receiving her bag, Hazri walks into her room. Tejo took care of the house seriously. Hazri's room is very neat. The bathroom in the room was clean. Old clothes are still there, hanging or folded neatly in the closet. This is definitely not a sudden cleanup because there want to be guests. It must have been clean from yesterday.

After taking a shower, Hazri chooses a casual T-shirt from the closet. His clothes are from Magelang all koko models. Not fit for tonight's show. Then, pray isya’. After the prayer, he returned to the front porch. His Colt 38 revolver tucked in the waist.

Already. gather all turns out.

“Night, Bang...,” greet three new regional leaders Hazri. Same, respect all army models. Hazri replied to their respect with a nod. One by one they greeted their big bosses and introduced themselves. Bahar instead Tomi, Andi in the position of Simon, and Diki his successor Bagas.

Hazri. “Please sit.”

They also sit back.

“Wah, already come food. Eat first..,” said Hazri again.

They eat without saying much. Hazri's charisma in their eyes. Staring at him too.

After eating, Hazri immediately took the men into the house. Dabble on the guest sofa. AC is turned on, smoking is welcome. Smoke also coagulates. For them it is only smoke, for the other disciple it means.

Silent....

“Lah, how tense like this, hahaha..,” Hazri melts the atmosphere.

All grin.

“Bang Romi, besides Najib, they already know me before?” ask Hazri. The faces of the leaders of the region looked young.

“Najib same Diki who already knows. Others enter later when Brother is still imprisoned in the mountain,” replied Romi.

Hazri. Quickly the other three seemed clearly very fascinated. “Well, for those of you who just found out, this is Hazri Tiger. It's mediocre, right? No fangs...”

Laughing all. Romi is the loudest.

“Twelve years more.... I thought I wasn't gonna get to see you guys again. Apparently, not so. Man cannot decide what will happen in front of him. Last afternoon, I met Bang Najib, there was Bang Romi too. There I have told the outline of where I have been all this time, why, and so on. I don't think I need to go back now. If you need to know, just ask Bang Romi or Bang Najib.”

Everyone nodding.

“Twelve years I was with Bang Romi, Bang Sapri, Bang Ajay, Bang Bagas, Bang Simon, and Bang Tomi building Kopen and Beret. Previously there was Bang Sodik and Bang Wahyu as well. The last twelve years, you've defended that. It worked, even exceeding my forecast. I thought the coffee was going to run out, Beret receded. Apparently not. There are still you guys up until now, I hear it's still very calculated. Salute me to that.”

Hazri lit a cigarette again. That was finished.

“Then I realized my time was out of date. Arrived the next generation..,” Hazri stopped waiting for a reaction.

It seems Najib and the others are about to protest, but his voice has not yet been out. Romi looked at Hazri with a frown without a sound. Hazri waited a moment longer, still not beeping. It seems they can still hold back.

“Actually, there is no need to be upset about this. Natural. Come and go together because time is moving forward. The old one was young, the old one. The old one, now more helpless everything is indeed headed out. Expiration, I said. You see my hair, it's getting gray, right? Not once, jet black. See Bang Romi, used to be handsome now more handsome.”

“Hehehe..” Romi chuckled; the others were whiny.

“So, accept I'm stepping down...”

Directly storm the atmosphere. In fact, it was already conducive.

“Do not, Bang. Brother still very much deserved to lead us..” Najib protested; others voiced a similar tone. Romi. Some of him justified Hazri's remarks, but others refused that Hazri Tiger should resign.

Hazri just smiled. Let go of that crowd for a moment.

“Why? Have I not been around all this time?” cetusya.

Jep, shut up.

“Hehehe...,” Hazri chuckles. “My sisters, suppose I don't show up now, what will happen?”

No one answered.

“For example I showed up, but I'm dead. What will happen?”

Keep quiet, no one answered.

“Well, then what did you guys fuss about earlier?”

More quiet atmosphere. Everyone was trying to digest Hazri's words just now.

“Maybe it's true that those who once knew my football still feel sorry to hear my name. But, I'm sure it's not entirely because they know I don't exist. Moreover, the forces below him who only heard the story. Wouldn't they be as thin as his seniors who ever knew that firsthand. Let me ask you, Bram, how great am I in your shadow?”

Bram shut up for a second. “As far as I can imagine, Bang. Like the stories I heard.”

“Stories.... Bram is talking about stories. Does it feel like that, Bram?”

“That is, Bang?”

“Feel that you're real horrified. Really horrified even though I have never seen my punch. Like that.”

Bram sighed. “Sorry, Bang. I don't think so, except..”

“Aaa.., do not wear unless. Nowow. How?”

“Sorry, Bang, no.”

“Abraham to be honest, that's the truth. Out there, same. You can check if you don't believe me. So, how? What you have now is not because of me. Obviously not me because I don't exist. You guys are working. If they're disinclined by you, it's because of your work. If they fear you, it is because of you too. Cook because of me?”

Long silence after that. Hazri started smoking again.

“Trust in yourself. If you cannot believe in yourself, do not force others to believe in you. Twelve years is not a short time. I've felt the sorrow of leading the Kopen all that time. You are also for the next one. Proven capable. Cultivate this belief. So I reiterate, I retreat..,” Hazri pulled out her gun. “Restore this to Bang Romi, who used to give it to me.”

Stay quiet now. Conducive really the atmosphere.

Romi looked at the beautiful gun in his hand. He used to be proud to hold it, so it's okay to move it into Hazri's hands. But now it feels too tired if you have to go back to carrying it. Bored, empty of languish.

Still quiet mood. Hazri also silently twisted the prayer beads. In his way, he gave spiritual help to his best friend. Begging the Almighty to show Romi the best for him. Everything is Him.

Romi bobbing heads. “I'm tired, so tired. I think I'm expiring too. I'm even older than Bang Hazri. What Bang Hazri said was true. You are capable, you have proven that. My cooking is over. I also resigned..,” Romi put the gun on the table.

Hazri smiles. Praise be to Him, softly spoken through the true sanctity of self. Wal ashr, for time... Innal insana lafi khusrin, all human beings are losers. Ila, except....

“Instruct your successor, Rom...,” Hazri sent a spiritual message to Romi. No words, no sound. Just the taste, straight to his best friend's heart.

At once Romi turned to Hazri, because the voice that just felt was clearly Hazri's voice. But, he saw Hazri was quietly twisting the necklace. Somewhat confused he became. ‘Rom, point...,’ Vibrate again SMS occult. Back Romi looked at Hazri, this time who was seen responding with a small, subtle nod. It turns out Hazri has this game. Romi nodded back.

“I appointed Najib to be my successor,” he said steadily.

Thus, complete this inter-generational succession. Romi handed over his gun to Najib. And, who received the message was immediately ready, although still looked shocked on his face. Others were happy, clapping. As before, there was no smell of lollies there.

“Kopen..,” exclamation Najib.

“Tiger Stock. Faithful to death..,” welcome others.

Hazri smiled with relief. One episode of his destiny has been passed. Just accept and live the next one.

By midnight, Hazri had completed the plenary session of the Kopen frontmen. Najib and the heads of the region also appealed.

“Jib, in time every human will miss his true self. He will ask sincerely in his heart, who am I? When that time comes for you, find out about your true self. That will save you,” Hazri gives a special advice to Najib before leaving.

“I don't understand, Bang...,” Najib said honestly.

Hazri smiles. “No. I will understand it myself when it comes to you. Who me? Remember well the sign, then immediately find out the truth of yourself.” whispered Hazri while patting the shoulders of the new chairman of this Kopen.

Najib. “Good, Bang. I'll remember.”

They also hugged....

Apparently, instead of Yudi bartender there, Hazri continued looking for Tika. Romi stand by at the table, light drinks. Apparently, Tika also no longer works here.

“If Mr Faisal is still here?”, ask Hazri to the karaoke room reception girl. Faisal was Tika's boyfriend long ago, and is now married. They met a few times.

“Still, Om...,” replied the girl was flirtatious spoiled.

“Can I meet him?”

“Bisala, Om. What is it for customers, hihihi..”.

Hazri.

“Ayo Om I deliver. This way..”.

Hazri followed the girl. Apparently, Faisal is already the boss now. On the door of his study it says ‘Assistant Manager’.

“In the meantime yes, Om...,” the chick knocks slowly the door keeps coming straight in.

“Mana,.?” faisal's voice came from within a moment later.

The door opened wide. Hazri smiled broadly.

“Cak...! Haha.... How are you, Cak?” Faisal immediately grabbed Hazri. “Come in, in..”.

They also went inside.

“Nita, please bring a drink here. Wait, what do you want to drink, Cak?”

“Copy if any.”

“Copy? Haha.... Joking?” she knew Hazri didn't like coffee, even if she hung out at a coffee shop.

Hazri smiles.

“Coffee maker?”

“Iya. If there is.”

“OK, Nit, make two. A tasty one.”

Nita's out making orders for her boss.

“Cak Hazri's....Long time ago..,” Faisal bobbing heads.

Hazri smiles, “Alhamdulillah. Already your boss now huh?”

“Yes this way, Cak. I think it's natural after all this time. Just plain.”

“Tika is not here?”

Faisal nodded. “Peasiness, too bother if it still works.”

“Why?”

“Kan his team four..,” Faisal grinned.

“Hahaha., .,.. Four huh? The new East Java his name...”.

Faisal laughs. “Cak married?”

Hazri nodded.

“How much?”

“One...”

“Hahaha..,” Faisal ngakak. “One? Hahaha..”.

Hazri cengengesan only. The law of karma may be.

Long time too Faisal laughed. It only died down when Nita came in carrying two Cappucino glasses and a plate of pastries.

“This, Nit..., thank you yes,” Hazri tipped. A bunch.

Nita. “Ah, a lot, Om? This is for all Nita?”

“Emang any others?”

Nita's smile instantly crumbled. “Ih, thank you, Om. This can be more, you can choose the bonus. Nita give me if Om wants..”

“Hahaha. ..,” Faisal ngakak. “All you have now styles, Nit, let not one.., hahaha.... East Java kok one, hahaha..”.

Hazri cengennesan's. God fucking.

“Appaan one, Sir?” ask Nita.

“Hahaha.., tanya to my sister..,” Faisal pointed to Hazri.

“What the hell, Om?” nanya is this Nita.

“That one yes this...,” Hazri brandished her index finger.

“Heem, that's so small. Five-lima all Nita can...,” babble this girl does not connect.

Faisal is no longer.

Hazri grinned at the head. Dad, the hawa is here to there.

“Udah.., Nit, already, Nit..., thanks yes,” Faisal disconnects this disconnect.

“When do you want to take the bonus? Just come by, hihihi.”.

“Nit, udah...,” said Faisal rather tight.

“Iya, Sir. Ih, very bad. Didn't tell Mbak Tika..”.

“Nita..,” Faisal glared.

The girl breezed out while giggling.

“Ampun, geez.... My work is surrounded strangely like that, to the extent that normal even looks crazy here,” complained Faisal honestly.

“Not good?” goda Hazri's.

“Nak if a cup. Sedrum turn, nausea.... Difficult heal.”

Hazri laughs. It's delicious if it suits the dosage.

“By the way, Yudi where?”

“In Italy she.”

“Nyapain?”

“Italian Stupid. Meet here, continue there. All schools barista coffee he”

“Oo..,” Hazri mangosteen.

The conversation continues for a while. There are no secret openings, past or present. Not to disbelieve Faisal, but let it stay this way because it is better this way.

“Kukira is enough, Cal. I can't stay long. Understand fugitive. The important thing is I already know that you and Tika are fine.”

Faisal nodded. “So, I can't know where Cak is?”

Hazri mesem. “Can't, can't. For your good as well. If you get caught by the police you're a friend of Hazri Tiger's, you're going to end your career. It will be how it is. Let me come here. I know the situation better.”

Faisal nodded while sighing. “Oya, Cal, one more. I know your life is much better now. Alhamdulillahot. But, I promised Tika. At that time if it is not wrong you are serving to Batam. Solved milk...”.

“Susu?”

“Hahaha.... Don't think the no. Your son's milk cost, I mean. I said I'm responsible for making again my nephew a lot.”

Faisal laughs. “Iya, Tika never told that.”

“This is the rapel...,” Hazri handed over the money she brought.

Faisal.

“I don't want to hear comments. If you want to waste this money again, it's nothing to me. Just so you know Tika first, I kept my promise.”

“Cak, this.... Cook me like that? Not going.”

“Keep why glare?” Hazri mesem.

“Hahaha. ... Thinking about buying what car do I want? The kids are already on big. Most stay the youngest.”

Hazri laughs. “As far as you are.”

Faisal looked at the money. “So, this is for us?”

Hazri nodded.

“It feels like from the past Cak continues who loves, I have never been able to reply..,” Faisal sighed.

“Hahaha.... I'm your brother. Worth so. Already, don't think about.”

Faisal nodded. “Thank you, Cak.”

“Sama-sama. Take good care of Tika and my niece.”

Faisal gave me his card. The home address and HP number are written behind it. Then, take Hazri to the parking lot. It looks like Romi is waiting in the car because the semi-discotic warkop has ended in the early hours of today.

Hazri introduces Faisal to Romi. Unlock one secret, pity Faisal if it's all dark. “For you, Cal. Know you? You just shook hands with the slaughterer.” whispered as they hugged farewell. Then, chuckle softly while getting into the car.

Faisal gasped for a moment, then chuckled with his head.

The Panther went home to Banguntapan....