CONFESSION STONED
39. Surprise & Ruckus

"Well... Later if asked the Heri do not forget to say who died my grandmother. Yesterday I gave her permission to say that."

"Aren't you your grandfather?" tanya Sejah's.

"Grandmother Colored. My grandfather died that was the reason last month, don't forget you. Later Heri is noisy, our contract can be spent with him. The milk ghost guy. I found him wearing a shirt that looked like cleavage, so he forgot to want a macem-macem." Tini grunts annoyed.

"Where is Heri now?" tanya Sejah's. "Since this afternoon, I didn't look at it." Sejah opened his bag took out jeans to change his short skirt.

"Get it, yowis. Don't mention it, it'll show up." Seeing Dijah take out his clothes, Tini also opened his bag.

"Udah seneng again you are now. No more sadness for Gatot. Good," said Dijah began twisting his skirt to get his zipper to the front position.

"That's it Jah! Let's forget the devil's Gatot. At first I had the intention to be single for a while, but the time to open my facebook and mengeliat no writing 'According to Grief' in the High School group I'm happy Jah!"

"According to your grief, how happy are you? Don't be impudent to you Tin..." Seen looked cynically at Tini. He started lowering his black stocking.

"The one who died was the wife of my ex-boyfriend Jah... How am I not happy. Name's Yudi. His face was handsome. I saw he had a business in the mother market. I'm going to prospect Jah. Doain!" Tini again giggled amusedly.

They were in the dressing room after finishing work on Saturday night.

"I always doain," said Sejah.

"I think I should change the color of my hair so that the pantes become a mother continued her children. I'll be called Jah's mother..."

"Don't go far, he thought. You weren't ama Yudi why?" tanya Sejah's.

"Not blessed by his parents, different castes! Understandably, love is not enough today."

"So what now?" ask Tini. "Later not condoned again you hurt Tin.." muttered Sejah who immediately remembered one of his worries.

"Now all have died... Safe!" exclaimed Tini laughing out loud.

Hearing the words of his friend, Dijah laughed. He then grabbed his phone which had been in the bag since. Seized saw a message from Bara.

'This malem is working? Have you come home yet?'

Seized directly type in reply, 'Work. It's done, change clothes in the office'

'Go home yes, don't go anywhere else' Bara replied later.

Colored directly typing reply 'Yes...'. Then he put his phone back in his bag.

"When are you coming home?" ask Tini when they have finished changing clothes.

"Say tomorrow" replied Dijah.

"To the salon Jah, hundred. Your anus is steamed so it gets faster. Let it can intoxicate your mas from a distance of two meters," said Tini relaxed.

"Your brain is just that, Tin" said Dijah.

"The same thing is in your brains. Don't believe me to ask him," Tini replied casually.

"Udah ah, I want to look at Dul. Want to buy martabak and snacks for him."

"Yes yes, so tomorrow you can relax waiting for your mas. I'm back first, yeah, my feet are pegel." Tini looked at her feet which had changed into a pair of sandals.

"Yes, I'm a pegel too." Sejah stomped his feet who was now wearing a pair of his flat shoes.

"Buy new shoes... I was so blind, I just saw it embarrassed," said Tini.

"Depart Tin, dear the money. I've been cuddling money to get in Dul at a good SD. The new school year is soon, so the meeting is also not arbitrary."

"Can't choose friends," said Tini.

"By Tin, today can choose friends. Keeping the association to stay good from an early age. Cook the same kids who like to talk dirty that I justin aja. What will be my son. Enough of this, Dul don't." Colored and Tini has sailed out of his office fence towards the highway.

"I go first, yes" said Dijah when he saw the transportation route that led to his house.

"Be careful Jah," cried Tini.

It was already Sunday night, although his legs felt excruciating aches but his heart was very happy. Tomorrow I will return from Holland. The man said he would board the plane at 03:00 am from Schiphol and would arrive in the afternoon in Indonesia.

Even though his heart was happy when he said it would go straight to his place, Sejah still could not throw it in the form of words. He could only smile as he stared at Bara through a video call last night.

After texting each other, Bara routinely called Dijah in the morning. At dawn when the Sejah just woke up from his sleep, Bara who was there in the middle of the night was sleepy looking at the Sejah across the phone.

The Angkot that the Sejah boarded had arrived in front of the alley. With two tentengan fruit containing martabak and satay Madura, Dijah walked cheerfully down the alley of his house. He knew that Dul must have not slept because he was waiting for him. Before leaving there earlier, Dijah had told his father that he would come.

And the male parents of the Colonized must have just told Dul and let the boy wait for his mother alone.

He knocked back on the door.

"Dul.." call Colored again. "Open Son... I brought martabak," said Dijah knocking on the door many times. He heard the television still on.

Suddenly,

"Hey Lon te!! What's for your son? The result of the whore?"

Sejah stopped his knock on the door. The voice of the man he had not heard for a long time that night was like a thunderbolt in broad daylight. Sealed turned around to see the origin of the sound.

Fredy was standing leaning against the wooden fence while exhaling his cigarette smoke.

"Well, you're here? It's a malem, I don't want to make a fuss!" tukas Dijah put his package in front of the door.

Fredy was seen scrutinizing the Seamed clothes closely. The man retreated from the fence and slightly turned away from the Colonized to look at his ex-wife from head to toe.

"It's true you turned out. You were the one I saw the other day in the male bonnet with the red motorbike. I marked with your uniform. So your young whore is now? How much did he give you money? I can also take it to you!" sergeant Fredy.

Sejah was silent for a moment looking at Fredy's words. Where the man saw he was in the bara's bonnet.

"Don't ngaco you!" said Sejah like running out of words. His mind was still trying to remember and concoct wise words so as not to provoke the crazy man.

"Here is Jah! You slept with me tonight! Mending you my anuku keloni aja Jah! I'll get the money!" Fredy approached Dijah and pulled his hand.

"Please! I'm disgusted! Leasin!" yelled Dijah threw his hand.

The door opened and Dul's face poked out from behind the door.

"Mother.." said the boy.

"That's martabnya! Take 'em! Dul's! Take that plastic, under the door. In there!" yelled Colored who had been dragged out of the fence by Fredy. Dul just silently looked at his mother.

"Who is that man?" asked Fredy clutching the arm of the Sejah.

"Who? I don't know what you mean! Leasin!" He slaps his hand and tries to hit Fredy. Seized efforts in vain, that night Fredy was not drunk. The man came there conscious.

"You don't lie-" Fredy cornered Sejah on the high wall across the fence of his house. The wall is directly adjacent to the backyard of Polsek which in the morning is often used for physical exercise and morning apples.

"That's what your son saw!" pekik Colored.

"Your son has been watching you eat the money from the prostitute, right? Where's that money from? How much is one night?" Fredy was half strangling Colored with one hand. Sejah tried to kick the man, but Fredy stuck his body until his breath was tight.

"Java!!" fredy shouted jerking his head towards the wall until a loud sound was heard.

"Mother.." call Dul.

"Well-soo!!" screams Colored at his son. "Uhukk!!" Colored coughed and both hands gripped Fredy's arm trying to remove the hand from the collar of his shirt.

"Whore! Cheapo! Let's go to the hotel, I'll kill you there!" cerca Fredy then jerked her arm until the woman lined forward nearly fell off. His shoe slipped off and the bag he was wearing fell to the ground. The bag had not been buttoned yet, and now the contents of the bag were scattered on the ground.

Sacked Fredy's hand and crouched down to pick up the contents of his bag. Quickly she put in her cell phone, a small purse and a piece of her uniform skirt.

"Arrghhh" screeches Seized suddenly. Fredy clutched his hair very hard.

"New stage! Here I want to see! Must be the same guy, huh? A lot of money, what's he doing?" exclaimed Fredy still clutching the hair of the Sejah.

"Hey!" said the familiar male voice in the ear of the Sejah.

BUGG!!!

Just a split second, Sejah did not have time to see what happened. He was busy picking up his bag. The grip of Fredy's hand on his hair came off and it looked like Fredy was blown away by a kick.

Sejah's face was confused, his shoes next door were somewhere and his hair was disheveled. He scooped up the contents of his bag that was still splattered on the ground.

"Om Bara.." said Dul from the door. He looked up and looked back. Bara was walking towards Fredy who was lying on the ground.

"Who did you call that bitch?" ask Fredy. Fredy's collar was gripped in Bara's hand. The colonist said nothing. The first thing he did was to go to the door and pull Dul inside.

Shortly before grabbing the package in front of the door, Sejah had turned Bara who was giving a second blow to Fredy's left jaw.

The To Be Continued.....