FORCED TO BE TARNISHED
Rhico Arrested by Police

Chapter 3

(PoV Richo)

Still on the same day. Ocha and her secretary were confused. Forced to call a parking attendant who served in the vicinity.

"Mas, come here first," call the secretary to the parking attendant not far away.

The parking attendant came over. Ocha looked at the flat tire of the car with a squat body position. He felt inexhaustible with the current events. Where maybe both tires can be deflated if not for intentional.

"I'm sure this is Gun's job, Mis," I said as I ruffled my waist.

"What's up, Mom?" ask the parking attendant.

"This, Mas. Our tires are leaking, there's a workshop around here, isn't there?"

"Know I don't exist, but try, deh, look there," suggested the parking attendant.

"Mir, are you sure of what he said?"

"You sure, anyway?" Mira hopes that her boss believes in the words of someone unknown.

Mira went to look for the workshop on foot. Just five steps, he's back at Ocha. He suddenly felt doubtful because Ocha had previously been less certain. The phone, which was put in my pocket, was taken immediately. Then I don't know who he's calling. Ocha just kept quiet while looking to the right and left who was passing by.

[Mas, Bu Ocha's car is deflated, nih. Please, dong.] Ocha sent a message to someone.

[Position?]

Mira sent me where they were. The address is easy to find. Especially now in front of the restaurant. The clouds started to darken.

Cloudy hampered everything. The hearts of the two women grew more agitated. Especially in Ocha. He did not want his body exposed to rain water. Because it is not strong to withstand the cold. He always shivers when touched by drizzle or rain. The disease since childhood. Her parents said she was allergic to cold.

"Mas!" mira shouted, calling someone passing by.

The bike stopped right near them.

"Wow, how come, both on a campaign? This is no longer his name. But shit," chirped the repairman.

"What happened, dong?" ask Ocha with a search.

"Mmmm...bentar, I think first," said the repairman, sliding the phone screen.

Ocha took a deep breath. Even with Mira who is impatient with the behavior of the people she contacts. Both are busy with his phone to eliminate saturation.

Just holding the phone, the tone of the call rang.

"Yes, Mum." Ocha received a call from her husband.

"Reply to the police station now. Richo has a problem."

"But, Mas. Car tires are flat again. Two, tuh," said Ocha.

"Mas doesn't want to know, just now come."

Pueo .. tuuut .. tuuut ....

Call disconnected by Gun. The police are abusing boys who have lost control.

"Mir, can I stay? There's some sudden business, huh." Ocha looking for a taxi or taxi passing by.

"Owh, yes, Mom. Gpp, later I call my friend just to prepare all this," replied Mira with understanding.

It does not take long, passing ojek with a green dominant jacket. During the trip, Ocha thinks about her son's mistakes. During this time only bawuran delinquency, like motor racing wild, also to the discotheque that sometimes goes home until stoned.

Right then, he was aware of his mistake and Gun for never focusing on their children's behavior again. Rhico was also already comfortable with the attitude and appearance he was proud of. With Reren. Always changing girlfriends. It is said that he is a fan of****free with his partner.

"Mom, it's here" said the driver to Ocha, who had been imagining her domestic life.

"Owh, yes, Mas. I-iya," said Ocha with a wave.

The footsteps were quite heavy, the woman of two children was trying hard. Moreover, this has become a mandatory business. He took a few deep breaths and let go.

"Cha, here," call Gun from the corner of the room.

"What's wrong with Rhico?" whispered Ocha.

"Your son was caught carrying a prohibited item."

"Crazy, Mom? My kid? He's your son too and your own flesh and blood.

"If it were my son, it wouldn't be like this. If you were his mother, ninety percent would be his mother's upbringing.

"Hallaaaahhhh, your holy-ass! Denger, yes, Mas. I was too busy outside. There are assistants accompanying them."

"Eat, tuh, silly upbringing," Gun argued. He put his hand on his chest.

The police on guard called us. Of course as a mother, her instincts were very soft. Especially about the child that was born. He shed tears that were wiped away with a tissue that was carried anywhere.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask Ocha in a raucous voice.

"Mi .. set me free, Mi. I'm not guilty." The young man was crying in front of his mother because he regretted his actions.

"Attep, yeah, honey. Let Mama take care of everything.

Their meeting through rusty iron bars.

"Where, Mas? Do we take care of that?" Ocha hoped that her husband would agree to her advice.

"Hmmm .. We think about it first" Gun said. "Why, anyway, did Rhico do something this stupid? A useless child!" it means his own flesh and blood.

"Udah, don't look for mistakes. This is the way, Mom. After all, all this time, I didn't really care about children."

"ah! Ngawur! What the hell are you saying? It's not just me who doesn't care. You also. As a mother, it has to be extra. If Mas, just a breadwinner for you."

"And the female seeker for satisfaction. Yeah, right? Don't worry," Ocha.

"You can't shut up! Don't talk about anything else in front of the child" Gun scolded his wife.

Gun leaves Ocha and Rhico. He's headed to the desk of the officer who's handling his son's case. Ocha still talks to her son.

Gun tries to get Rhico out of the police station. Like they have a lot of money, it never hurts to bribe the local police.

Unfortunately, Gun's request wasn't easy to fulfill. Wh why? Of course the reason is because this one Rhico case is different. When it comes to illegal goods, it is difficult to understand. Rehabilitation ends.

"Mi ... I .. lemes really." Rhico held his stomach while showing a shriveled face.

"Why, you, son?" ask Ocha with a gloomy face.

"Sick, Mi. Sakiiiiiit ...," lamented Rhico.

Suddenly Rhico's body collapses to the floor. Ocha screamed hysterically and called out her son's name. The people around them came rushing to the scene. Gun looked lethargic looking at his son's situation.

The police opened the door and took Rhico to the hospital before his condition worsened. Ocha got into the car accompanying her son. Her tears did not stop. Sometimes she caresses Rhico's hair and kisses him on the forehead.

Never seen a Rhico like this. Boys just their wayang, continue to moan in pain in the abdomen. Ocha caresses her child's stomach with affection and attention. Only then did he realize, it turned out that for too long he had not sat side by side with his children. Only cell phones are always their daily friends.

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