SCHNUCKY
THE HOPE THAT WANTS TO BE REALIZED

Kamala grimaced and her eyes squinted. The woman did not expect that the man before her had a past as dark as that. While Arya is still at home stroking the painting with eyes that are still wet.

"Night, Iswan sent all the photos taken that afternoon to Muzdalifah... We accompanied him with a threat not to report our actions" Arya said in a trembling tone.

"Victim's reaction?"

"She didn't return any of the submissions, and for a week, she didn't go to school" replied Arya, who continued to glare at the painting.

"You and your friends are so happy, right? Moreover, you are aware of the hero ****woman for the first time." Kamala replied with a cynical smile. Arya looked at Kamala.

"Please quip me as you please. Shoot me as you please. Hate me all you want. For me, that is the thing I deserve." Arya then took a breath and exhaled slowly. "But I hope one day I can find him and I will confess everything, beg for his forgiveness."

Arya looked back at the painting. "I don't care if he'll hate me for the rest of his life. I just hope he grants my request."

"What's that?" ask Kamala.

"Being his guard until death do us part" replied Arya with a bland smile.

"Are you optimistic you can do it?" kamala Fishing.

"I will carry out my vows, as much as I can and as hard as I can" Arya replied.

Kamala smiled. "Hopefully your hope is achieved." The woman sighed and then got up. "I think this session is over for now. Let me leave this place, return to my place."

Arya smiled and nodded. "Please.." she replied.

Kamala smiled and nodded slightly bowed then turned to walk away from the room with a face that turned black.

...*****...

Arya had better days after she told Kamala everything during the counseling discussion. Laila himself often gave information related to the behavior of his president to Kamala as material to diagnose the problem of the man.

Arya called Iswan again. The two agreed to meet at one of the outdoor shops. Arya drives her black All New Avanza on the road to the place Iswan mentioned.

Arya finds the place and finds Iswan sitting with a woman who seems to be very coquettish. The woman unceasingly struggled in the man's arms while Iswan occasionally fed a small spoonful of cupcakes to the woman's sensual lips. The woman's dress was so disrespectful, wearing only a tanktop showing off her voluptuous white body especially the round shape********** which was deliberately exposed to arouse one's animalish passion.

"Haai.." said Iswan as he watched Arya get out of her car and stepped closer to the couple.

Arya smiled and greeted Iswan then nodded politely to her female friend and sat down before the two of them.

"Order food or drink." says Iswan.

"Alright." said Arya then called the waiter.

A young man wearing an apron appeared carrying a paper and pen. He approached Arya and asked the man's order politely. Arya ordered and appreciated the manners of the waiter and then looked back at Iswan who was making fun of him.

"I thought you were married.introduce me to your wife." guessed Arya directly while nodding towards the woman who was posing affectionately beside Iswan.

Iswan laughed softly. "Since long ago, didn't you know that I didn't like weddings. I want to be completely free to live my life." replied Iswan with a wider smile then turned to the woman beside him for a moment and looked at Arya again.

"If you want to get to know Sonia, just say it." seduced Iswan who then hinted at the woman next to him to get acquainted.

Sonia moved her back and extended her hand. "I'm Sonia Mambo, one of her staff" Sonia said in a flirtatious tone.

Arya muttered while shaking Sonia's hand back and then sat down again casually.

"I thought you were his wife." Arya's comment made Sonia look down shyly.

Arya looked at Iswan. "At this age, you should be enjoying life, bro."

"Lho's? Don't you see that now I'm enjoying my life?" kill Iswan while hugging Sonia's shoulder with her next arm.

Arya was silent. Soon the waiter appeared carrying trays and drinks and snacks ordered by Arya. The young man put everything in the tray to the table in front of Arya.

"Please enjoy" he said politely.

The waiter nodded politely and then turned around to leave the place. Arya momentarily sipped her ordered drink then looked at Iswan.

"As long as it makes me happy, I'll keep going" Iswan said, kissing Sonia's cheek made the woman by her side blush again.

"Including not getting married?" ask Arya.

"You're on your own, why aren't you married?" todong Iswan suddenly.

"I haven't found my soul mate." - Arya.

Iswan laughing. "Stupid? Do you believe in a soul mate?" his banter.

"That's what our religion teaches, right?" arya with an annoyed face.

Iswan shook his head. "You're wrong, bro. The name of the soul mate does not exist. There is comfort in love." said Iswan advancing his back and tapping the table with his index finger and leaning back his body and holding his arm against Sonia.

"As long as you're comfortable living it, what's a marriage for?" iswan hatch.

"To emphasize responsibility" Arya stressed.

"Am I not responsible?" ask Iswan to Sonia.

"Sir Arya may have expressed it from a different point of view" commented Sonia.

Arya looked at Sonia with an annoyed look while the woman chose not to care and returned to making out with Iswan.

"That's it. Don't talk about it anymore." concluded Iswan then looked more seriously. "I think your arrival this time has good reason to ask for help."

Arya nodded. "Can you help me?"

"About what?" ask Iswan.

"Finding the new address of Mr. Basyir." said Arya.

"You want to find that woman" Iswan said.

"I've been determined with myself." said Arya. "Don't stop my desire."

"Why are you looking for that woman, Arya? To remind him of our depravity in the past?" iswan hatch.

"This has nothing to do with you" concluded Arya.

"But it still exists, Arya." refuted Iswan. "We are part of that woman's life. Now he's living somewhere or he might have died and..."

"Stop saying he's dead!" sergeant Arya. "Do you really want him dead?"

"If his death can bury our sins, then I don't mind, Arya!" iswan began to improve his attitude. His face became flat and cynical.

"You are a bastard, Iswan." said Arya furiously.

"Yes, I'm an asshole" Iswan said. "But I don't want to be a hypocrite like you."

Arya tightened her jaw.

"Arya. I only wish I was like you. May she be happy with her life, somewhere. And let us continue our lives as we should." seduced Iswan. "Nobody's hurt here, Arya, she might have forgotten us. But your appearance before him will actually open up the old wound again. Do you really want to get him hurt again?"

Arya could only hold her anger. Iswan's words really make sense. Why did he open the old sheet again?

"Rethink my words, Arya." said Iswan as he got up and invited Sonia to leave.

Arya sat quietly in her place.[]