CONFESSION STONED
133. Last Meetings

“Eat a lot, take a nap. The wine is also routinely drunk. Next week we will be here again... Uti no temen.” Ms. Yanti stood by the fence carrying Dul's backpack and a replica of the finished helicopter.

Dul just quietly extended an arm to make it easier for Bu Yanti to attach the backpack to her tiny shoulder.

“If you don't like nothing,” said Mr. Wirya. “Nobody will be angry. Say aja. For example, ‘I don't want to. Next week I want at home’ you're okay to refuse something you don't like. Tell mom, tell dad, or go straight to akung and uti. Dul ngerti?” ask Mr. Wirya when wearing a Dul hat.

Dul nodded. “But I like. I want to stay here again.” Dul turned to look at the face of Dijah and Bara alternately.

“Iya... next week right? Next week father anter here.”He put two bags in the back of the car.

“Pinter. You're getting pinter. If you don't like something, you could say. It's called opinion. Akung if again do not want to eat something always talk. There is no one who is angry. So people also do not want to eat something that.” Mr. Wirya nodded and still rubbed Dul's shoulder. The boy had been wearing a backpack and was holding a replica of his helicopter.

“Uti I do not like vegetables,” said Dul to Bu Yanti.

“Lah, direct.” Bu Yanti looked at her husband. Mr. Wirya laughed. Sejah looked at Dul and could not help his smile.

“Sama, I also used to not like vegetables. But I forced my father to eat vegetables. Finally I like it, so now it's so big. So strong as well,” said Bara while hooking one finger on the fingers of the Colored fingers next to him. Colon was directly overruled Bara's hand for fear that the Bara's veiled code was visible to her in-laws. Instead of stopping, Bara instead caught and grasped the hands of the Sejahideen.

“Bu!” call Dul when they're in the car.

“Hmm?” Seen looking back.

“Next week I can go to the akung house again?” ask Dul.

Sejah turned towards Bara who was driving the car.

“Seneng yes there?” bara asked smiling as she returned her wife's gaze.

“Seneng. Akung and uti pinter. If Mbok Jum is invited to play, always say mumet.” Dul holds his helicopter carefully.

Bara chuckled softly. “Bby. Dad's coming there next week. Is that Bu?” tanya Bara pinches soft cheek Colored.

*****

Bara entered Heru's room after knocking it twice. Monday morning, and the office is not crowded because it is still too early. That day he left early because he could not wait to meet Heru. Getting the green light from his father to meet Fredy also adds to his confidence. That is, his father believed that he could solve it himself.

“What time?” ask Bara to Heru. He asked what time they would go to court.

“Jam 9. Sure ‘kan?” asked Heru while stirring his drawer.

“Yakin,” reply Bara briefly. “I want to talk to the man,” added Bara.

Heru looked up at Bara who had thrown his body on the sofa of his room.

“What do you say? Not enough just to squirm the trial?” ask Heru.

“For the peace of my heart, I think I should talk. I'm disgusted, but I have to say.” Bara looked straight at Heru.

Heru nodded. “OK,” sahut later.

At 9 a.m., the trial had begun and Bara sat as usual in the front row of seats as a spectator. Before entering earlier, Heru showed an identification sign that they were the press. Bara took his camera. But the camera felt in Heru's hands in an unlit condition.

“That's her big brother who's a lawyer.” Heru pointed to a man sitting next to Fredy. Bara did not answer, only a little avert his gaze.

What does Bara feel when she sees her ex-husband becoming an actor leading a trial with a big case?

Bara sighed. Fredy's thin body wrapped in a simple shirt does not make Bara full. Crazy guy who's obsessed with teenage girls. Bara almost spit remembering that.

By midday, the hearing is closed and the agenda will await further hearings. Prosecutor's demands remain capital punishment. Fredy was again led out of the courtroom through a side door. Next to the man were two lawyers and four police officers who would drive him to the car.

“Wait a minute. Not here, a lot of reporters. Not funny if journalists are covered by journalists.” Heru held Bara's arm. “We go to the side building. Usually from there comes out.” Heru walked down the left side of the building and continued to the back. And it turns out there is indeed a door that leads to the hallway where the courtroom is located.

Bara's chest is beating hard. Not because of fear. He's just not sure what he's going to say to Fredy. Saying that Dul will be okay with her or saying that Dul is happy and forgets the man? Not knowing which was wiser, Bara just followed his heart.

“That's out. Ra—” Heru did not have time to hold back to prepare Bara. His cousin's sister had advanced first blocking the officer's move.

“Please talk, we stay here.” A police officer called Heru.

Heru immediately turned to Bara who was looking at Fredy.

“Still inget?” ask Bara. A feeling of helplessness suddenly floated to the surface. Fredy's face looked thinner than he had last seen.

“What Lo? Did you marry that bitch?” asked Fredy in a relaxed tone.

Bara's feet shifted forward, Heru quickly held his hand. Bara's eyes flashed with anger and his jaw hardened.

“Punishment died huh?” ask Bara with a cynical face. “Kalo I sued again with unpleasant actions because the speech just now the punishment how Mas?” tanya Bara turned to Heru.

“Sin. Ckckck.” Heru clucked and shook his head.

“I just want to know if Dul is happy to live with me and my wife. That's aja. I just want you to know and be calm. If you are a real father, you must be curious about it.”

“Fuck,” hiss Fredy threw away his face while snorting.

“So Dul stay with my sister-in-law?” ask Fredy's older brother suddenly.

WHICH “ADIK IN-LAW? THE WOMAN WHO TORTURED THIS MAN FOR YEARS BUT YOU LET IT?? THAT'S NOT YOUR SISTER-IN-LAW. BE CAREFUL WHEN YOU TALK. THAT'S MY WIFE!” Bara's shout echoed along the passageway.

“Ra..” reprimand Heru patted Bara's shoulder.

“Before kasian cave ama Lo! Miris cave lo liven lo! I love women, but I can't have women in a real way. The Kasian cave ama Lo if you get sentenced to death but never see Lo's son again. Gua feels guilty. Feeling sorry's. But squirm Lo kayak gini—cuih!!” Bara spit.

“Gua hope not to see Lo again until anytime. Don't disturb the cave family. And..” Bara looked at Fredy's older brother. “Do not mention the cave wife again. He has nothing to do with you.”

“Gua will guarantee Dul will not know about the work and life of his biological father. Dul has the right to live free from the shadow of Lo's life!” hiss Bara on Fredy.

Fredy snorted and pretended to scratch his ear when he heard Bara's words.

“Ayo Ra, already. The time is over,” invite Heru to reach Bara's shoulder. “Saying this afternoon want to shop for baby clothes. Dul can't wait to shop for his sister's clothes.” Heru nodded cheerfully at Fredy's older brother and the police officer next to him. Heru was worried that if they were there longer, Bara would lash at Fredy and go back to beating the man half-dead.

Bara stepped back. His eyes were still on Fredy.

“Udah.. awhile if you hit again, it's good he dong! So there's a meeting in bui. Kasian Seized and your son in his stomach. Be the father of Ra..” Heru half dragged Bara's shoulder from there.

Bara was back in Hummer Heru. He hit the seat and half-lying.

“How does it feel?” tanya Heru turned to Bara while running the car.

“Arrrghhhh... relieved me!” The coals wriggled and spread out their hands.

“Satisfied?” ask Heru.

“Banget,” reply Bara.

Heru laughing. “Young blood Kang Mas Bara,” said Heru still chuckling.

“Eh Mas!” roar suddenly straightened himself.

“What?” tanya Heru glanced over.

“Kok Mas know I want to go shopping for baby clothes ama Sejah?” ask Bara wonder.

“Hah? Did ya? I was just the origin of it..” replied Heru increasingly hardened his laughter.

“Ckck... Kang Mas Heru is getting better at his necromancy,” Bara said looking at Heru.

The To Be Continued.....

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