Me, Pita and Pakde finished planning.
Pakde told me about the ins and outs of the situation, and the habits at Mas Afri's house which he had been monitoring for several days.
Meanwhile, Pita had ordered me two tickets to take the train to Surabaya. Deliberately use that transportation so there is written evidence that it looks like I'm traveling when I do the action later.
After several forty days of my mother's daily work, I continued with this plan.
It's already seven o'clock, me and Pita are getting ready.
I covered the mole on Pita's face with make up. Then put on make up, the way I do makeup. So that when there is an ID card check before entering the train station you won't be suspected.
Pita also wore my clothes completely. He wore a mask to fool people who met him while walking from my house to the main road ahead to take public transportation. It's as if Pita is me and the result is almost perfect. Only the sound is different.
I coordinated with Pakde by phone. Father and Tari have also been at Pakde's house all day. This is done not without reason. So that many people will continue to be with you and Tari. This is part of the plan so that my family will not be suspected when I take revenge later. Because it is impossible for one person to be in two places at the same time.
Pita leaves for the station alone.
However, I had already left earlier than Pita with the equipment I needed, because Mas Afri's house was quite far from mine. I left my house through the kitchen door which is translucent with the village road at the back.
I took public transportation and walked to Mas Afri's house because Pakde still accompanied the guests until evening. This is also part of the plan so that Pakde's family will not be suspected if there is an investigation by the police.
With men's clothing I was so confident. It was half past ten in the evening when I arrived at Mas Afri's house.
Pita has messaged me through the new number, as well as mine. This is Pakde's suggestion so that it is not easily traced.
[Speeds up.] That means Pita's train car has started, Pita has managed to walk using my identity.
I took off my shoes and put them in my bag and I was only wearing socks. That way there are no traces of my shoes and the skin of my feet doesn't come into direct contact with the ceramics of this house.
Don't forget to wear gloves so that there are no traces of my hands from anything I touch in this house.
Take deep breaths so you don't get too tense. I have to do all this myself.
Klekkk.
I managed to open the back door and I got in. I entered through the back door according to Pakde's instructions. This door is not locked.
There is a small garden behind which is used for drying. Then I took out the spare key to open the kitchen door.
Pakde is indeed smart, he seeks information from people who help clean up Rusno's house. It was discovered that the refrigerator was broken, so Pakde disguised himself as if offering services for repairing electronic devices through leaflets. Pakde is free to enter Rusno's house and then pulls out the key to the back door, which he duplicates via playdoh and then takes it to a locksmith.
It seems that Mas Afri's family has fallen asleep, the atmosphere of the house is quite quiet, the kitchen light is also off. Today there are no other activities in this family, said Pakde.
I know there are only three people in the house. Rusno and his wife, and their one daughter. That's the information I got.
However, even though this feeling of revenge is burning, but honest. I don't have the heart to spoil their daughter who is still the same age as my sister Tari.
Walk carefully but with sure steps, I don't want my plan to fail.
My determination this time, I want Mas Afri's family to be destroyed, fall apart and suffer great losses.
After getting into the kitchen. The room of Mas Afri's parents is to the right of the kitchen. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. I stepped carefully so the daughter wouldn't wake up and see me.
I've prepared a handkerchief that has inhaled anesthetic on it.
Klekkk
I slowly opened the door to Rusno's room while holding my breath and I looked back to make sure it was safe, then I entered it while walking on tiptoe.
I'm sure both of them are asleep. The atmosphere of the room is quite dark, there is only a small light near the entrance.
I put a recording of a man's voice near Rusno's ear so his wife wouldn't wake up.
Good luck.
"Rusno, I've got your wife's heart, I'll just kill you!" I repeated it until Rusno actually heard the movement of his head being lifted.
"Who are you--"
Blubbbb!
I quickly covered the big man's face with a cloth mixed with anesthetic. I also held my breath because I was so tense, his hands tried to reach his wife's body but before he touched his wife's back, this arrogant man had fainted first.
I put the anesthetic handkerchief in my bag and then took the shirt belonging to Mas Afri's father that was lying there and poured enough anesthetic liquid on it. Eh, no, more, let it be if the mother dies, I don't do it on purpose. One himself died.
I opened the top of my shirt until I saw my chest. Then climbed on top of the father of this lecherous man who had impregnated me, as if we were having intercourse.
I slightly tilted to the left--near his wife's ear while mooing typical of people making love.
The mother was shocked to death, I covered my face with a cloth covering my head by tying it back.
I'm still pretending to sigh.
"Who are you?" asked Mas Arfi's mother.
"Want to know? Poor thing, I've been in love with your husband for a long time. You're an idiot, after this I'll kick you out, if you don't want to go I'll shame you for the rest of your life, right, Mas?" I asked as if to Mas Afri's father. My voice was a whisper and I changed it a bit so he wouldn't recognize me. I'm sure this woman didn't know that her husband had passed out, because the room was dim. I held Rusno's hand on purpose so that it seemed as if we were holding each other.
"Bangs--"
Blebbbb
Hastily I silenced her husband's T-shirt which I had filled with anesthetic liquid. Within seconds, the woman passed out. I put my clothes back on and put the drugged shirt near Mas Afri's father, so that they would misunderstand and fight and then accuse each other.
I scratched the woman's nails on Mas Afri's father's face and body. So that when there is an investigation it seems that they are fighting and indeed the culprits who hurt each other are the two of them. Will definitely blunder.
However, it's a shame if this is the only wound. I clawed deeper then hit his chest to vent my hatred.
Your sharp mouth will be speechless after this, you old rascal! I said to myself. Then I took out men's underwear that had been washed several times to give it a worn-out look. Then I put it behind the wife's pillow.
After moving to this godless woman, I put her in a burlap sack that used to be a coffee wrapper that had a stamp from their family's business location. That way no one would suspect anything and his mother would suspect that Mas Afri's father had planned everything.
Then I held the drug bottle in Mas Afri's father's hand and put it in the nightstand drawer next to their bed. That way Mas Afri's father's fingerprints were left on the drug bottle and he was suspected.
I have to move quickly before anyone catches me. I make sure nothing of mine is left behind.
I pulled the sack containing Rusno's wife with all my might to the living room, then turned the key on the front door. Then take it off and save it.
After that I took out a wheeled board from the side of the house to transport the coffee. And lifted the mother's body up to the wheeled board.
His body is quite heavy although not too fat. I walked carefully and looked in front of the fence, making sure that no residents were watching or vehicles were going to pass.
In a village like this it is usually quiet, except when there is a celebration.
I chose to go through the teak tree garden, so that no one would find out. It's dark, I don't care about the sound of animals anymore.
Until I arrived at the large coffee storage warehouse belonging to the Rusno family.
Then he replaced Mas Afri's mother with great difficulty from the sack, and put the wheeled board next to the warehouse, because there were several boards in that place.
After that I took out a plastic bottle filled with gasoline, I spilled the gasoline around the coffee storage warehouse, as well as the inside I also sprinkled as much gasoline as possible.
It's true that this warehouse doesn't have guards, because it's always safe in the village, but this actually makes my plan easier.
I opened Mas Afri's mother's clothes until the parts looked real. You will be ashamed, just like you embarrassed me. Don't forget to put the house key in his pocket. So that Rusno accused him of bringing in another man who drugged Rusno.
I put a small bottle of liquor in Rusno's wife's mouth.
I rubbed his hands with gasoline. Then put the bottle in his hand. Automatically, Rusno's wife's fingerprints were left on the bottle.
This incident will make you depressed and lose your property.
I set fire to the coffee storage shed and quickly left the warehouse which was already engulfed in flames. Don't forget to put the lighter in his shirt pocket. I have removed all the evidence I used from my tracks and fingerprints.
I walked until I arrived at the mosque beside the bridge according to what I had agreed with Uncle. To take me to the station.
****
I went to Surabaya to the Pita boarding house. The next day Pakde Pur called me.
"Hello, Nduk. How are you?" asked Uncle.
"Okay, Pakde. How are you doing there, Father and Tari?"
"Your father is okay. Tari is getting smarter, she has learned to bathe your father. The most important thing is news about Rusno's family, Lan."
"Oiya, how is the demon family?"
"Your plan is 80 percent successful, Lan. Pakde was waiting near the gate of his village yesterday after taking you to the station. Until he was sure that many people had come to the burning warehouse, then Pakde joined to watch. His wife was found half naked near the burning warehouse."
"Continue?"
"Because there was a petrol bottle kept near her clothes. People thought that Mrs. Rusno was crazy and got drunk and set fire to her own warehouse. She screamed hysterically when she woke up but didn't realize that she was naked. She babbled that her husband was having an affair. When the police arrived Mrs. Rusno was arrested at the location of the fire. Mrs. Rusno was suspected of being drunk by the police. But she cried when she found out that she was not wearing clothes, Lan."
I smirked.
"Continue?" I asked.
"People came to Mr. Rusno's house, Pakde joined the group of people watching. There they found Mr. Rusno sleeping. Because he looked normal, people said. panties and scratches on Pak Rusno's face and body. And the police found traces of skin on his wife's fingernails. Pak Rusno didn't accept it and slapped his wife. He also thought that the one who drugged him at that time was his wife's lover. He was furious when he found out that his wife undressed when found."
"Then what else do the police think?"
"The police still think that this is purely a domestic problem. Mr. Rusno wants to report his wife to the police for adultery. By finding panties on his wife's pillow, his wife is also suspected of being drunk and burning the warehouse. But Mrs. Rusno denies this and accuses her husband of playing crazy again. ."
"Very nice."
"Mr. Rusno looks very stressed, Lan. He's confused that the coffee warehouse is gone, gone. But I still haven't found Afri coming."
"I will find Afri wherever it is, Pakde."
"But I'm worried, if the police suspect you."
"People can't be in different places at the same time. That's why I asked Pita to go by train. He used my identity, Pakde."
"Why didn't you just kill before? Life pays for life, Lan."
"No, sir. If they die, it's too good. I want them to stress, and it will kill them slowly. That hurts more, sir."
"Yes, Lan. You take care of yourself in town. Always keep Pakde informed, OK?"
"Yes, Uncle."
Then the connection is closed.
I put my phone in front of me, I sat on the floor on the fluffy carpet in Pita's boarding room. I'm still living in Pita's boarding house for the time being.
Klekkk
Incoming tape. A boarding house that is not too spacious but comfortable and luxurious, also has complete facilities.
"Eat first, Lan. I'll buy nasi padang in front of the campus." He placed a plastic bag in front of me and sat down.
"I keep bothering you, Pit."
"Halah, why do you say that. We've been friends for a long time. Don't hesitate. I consider you my sibling, Lan." Ribbon unwraps.
"Mmm... Pit. Can I work at your place or not? I need money."
"No Lan."
"Why? I won't want you, Pit. You already know where I am right?"
"It's not a matter of wanting."
"Continue?"
"I don't get a lot of money because I work in a cafe, Lan."
"What do you mean?" I asked confused and looked at Pita probingly.
"I mmm... I usually accompany Uncle."
"Jan said you...?"
"I'm a **** who likes to go to campus, but I can't eat it. What else can I do? I want to go to college and live well. There's no other choice, Lan." Ribbon smirks.
"Seriously?"
Ribbon nodded.
There is no other choice, my family's debts are piling up, my father still needs money to continue treatment and therapy, not to mention Mentari's school fees, which will enter senior high school.
And... my pregnancy, which definitely costs money to give birth. My son will also need to eat. I can't bear it if I abort this fetus even though I don't want it at all.
Finally I took this black path to fulfill it all. With Pita's help I entered college. Because 'my price' will be much higher than when I was not in college. Besides that, I also want to someday quit this job and be able to be the person my parents hoped for.
Life goes on, I'm busy studying, working and also pregnant. Not because I like this disgusting job, but necessity that forced me like this.
The Rusno family, according to the information I heard from Pakde Pur, their household has fallen apart because of accusing each other and they have split up. The coffee shop caught fire and the evidence is with his wife. Some of the evidence points to his wife and some to her husband. My pitting against one another has succeeded, but I am still not satisfied. They still have a villa as their source of income and their children are still roaming freely until now their whereabouts are unknown. In the past, he said it was in Jakarta, but it was not clear where the service was.
I fight for my children, father and sister. As well as paying off all debts because of my failed marriage and father's operating costs.
****
Back to the present again.
****
I go back to my boarding house, take a shower and rest a while. After that, I fulfilled Mami's request, who told me to come to the hotel.
***
I dry my hair with a hair dryer, sit facing the mirror. On the dresser my cell phone rang.
Call from Uncle.
I swiped at the green symbol then held the phone up to my ear.
"Come on, mama wu. When will mom have a baby. It's taking so long."
It's my son's voice. I couldn't hold back my tears hearing his voice. I am moved.
"Yes, Mama Wu is still very busy. I want to have PPL too. I'm sorry, Rama."
I held back my tears so he wouldn't hear him. I used to not want it, but when I gave birth to him and saw him lying on my chest. Love just grows. Her cry when she first breathed the world's air, like the voice of an angel at the end of the morning, voiced the cold which then turned it into clear dewdrops on the tips of the leaves.
Missing a mother for her child who lives far away like this sometimes tortures me so much.
Currently, Rama is being cared for by Pakde in the village, and he admits that Rama is the son of Mbak Naning, Pakde's son who lives in Kalimantan.
"That's a long time ago, Mama Wu was at Nana. Right to mess around. Jaji, eat here, take a bath here, and then the ghosts will work." (Rama goes with Mama Wu there. It won't be a bother. I promise, I'll eat alone, take a bath myself, and later help out with work.)
"Really Rama is strong? Did you eat a lot?"
"Wattt anettt. Fist, grandpa." (Very strong. Grandpa's fists.)
"Oh, you can't, don't you. If you punch, what will grandpa hurt? Then grandpa will cry? Can Rama sit with grandpa?"
"Ica. Give it a punch. Iyem, yes, Grandma. Anti beyiin mobing. It's a long time ago." (You can. Give me a punch. Shut up, okay, grandpa. I'll buy a car later. Rama will drive.)
"Hmmm... Mama Wu also wants to be driven by Rama."
"Au, let's have a baby."
"Yes, honey. Later, yes. Mama Wu still has to go to college and work too. I'm going to work."
"Spell? Auh?"
"Yeah, far. Mama Wu has to ride a motorbike there."
"Ouch?"
"Yes, son, okay, where is grandpa pur?" I asked.
Then a few seconds later I heard Pakde's greeting.
"Yes, Nduk?"
"I transferred the money to Pakde's account. Then I transferred the dance school fees to him. Please ask later, sir. Tell me the correct school. Are you still angry?"
"Yes, Pakde will tell Tari. Your father is like that."
"Sorry, Wulan bothered Pakde."
"No, Lan. Mmm... Pakde wants to ask something. But don't be offended, OK?"
"No. Why?"
"Mmm... no, it's okay. It's not going to happen. Well, he said you want to work. You'll be late, be careful, okay, Nduk."
It seems that when I called Rama, the speaker was on, so Pakde Pur knows.
"Ugh, Uncle."
"Assalamualaikum."
"Wa alaikum greetings."
The phone was disconnected.
I put a light make up on my face and left.
My clothes are not like a naughty girl like the common people imagine. My clothes are normal, like a college kid, wearing jeans and a regular shirt.
Om-om says it's challenging, looks innocent, but tough in bed. I don't know.
I took my motorbike from the boarding house yard to the Green Fresh Hotel. Before leaving I closed the fence again.
Then get on the motorbike, and I start the engine.
Srakkk
Brakkk
I was hit by a car from behind.
My motorbike overturned, while I fell and hit my arm on the pavement.
I bent my arms while hugging him, trying to ease the pain my way.
"Oh, sorry."
I turned and looked at his face.
Continued