Early Morning Noisy

Brrr..the weather was so cold, I woke up from my sleep, I look at my clock, it was 03.00 AM. I went to the bathroom to take ritual ablution. The water was also so cold. And the fog spread around my dormitory.

In the north side I saw the dim ride lamp..oh, it was Zamhari’s motorcycle, he was my friend, he had moved out from this Islamic boarding school two months ago. He was not alone, there were two boys behind him, Santo and Asro. He left after dropping his “passenger”.

From the back of my curtain I stared at both of them, they were totter. They lied down in front of Mr. Tadlo’s hut, back of Mr. Kyai’s home. He was one of the teachers in my Islamic boarding school who served Mr. Kyai.

“Oh my god they must drink again!” I mumbled. Later they said “f**k, sh*t, keep your advice for you yourself man!” I saw Asro as a bad drunken boy. “Let’s move dude! Before Mr. Tadlo wake up, they will catch us!” said Santo tried to hide what they had done.

“Shut up your mouth dog! We have no business!” Asro shouted.

“You are drunk! Hurry up! We’ve got to go!” Santo still tried asking Asro to move.

“Why should scare? It is our life man!”

Jratt..Asro punch Santo, he hit Santo’s eyebrow. They started to fight in front of the dormitory back of Mr. Kyai’s home. I did not want this show continued and worse. I could not stand, I turned on all lamps in this dormitory to wake all the members up to stop this madness.

Arif, Santo’s family came, he tried to separate them, but he fault. Then, Rohim and his friends came, this fight stopped for a while and Santo’s blood flow from his left eyes.

Mr. Kyai opened his back door, it look like he had just waken up, he wore white T-Shirt. “What is going on kids? I hear fighting?” He asked.

Everyone was bent over in shame, time was just like stopped, and all were quiet. Every single eyes looked at to Asro who fell down. He smelt Asro’s breathe. “uhm.. This is the smell of alcohol, do you drink again, with whom boy?” He asked to Asro. Asro keep silent, then, expectorated him. However, he was not angry.
He asked all his students there, “Anyone knows with whom he drinks?” everyone stared at Santo.

“Alright then, ask both to go to bathroom to take ritual ablution, I hope they will wise up soon.” Asro was helped by his friends to walk whether Santo walked alone, he was still strong.

Plak! Asro did not want to wash his face, he slapped Santo’s face. Santo kept silent. He knew that Asro had not been conscious yet. He drank too much alcohol at that night. Santo tried to continue washing his hand.

A moment later, thing happened, Asro ramming Santo’s head to the tap. His head was bloody, all their friends jumped to them to prevent another fighting.

Asro who could not stand was brought to the office accompanied by Mr. Nafi, one of security staff here. In another side, Santo was brought to the small room down the stairs. There was Mr. Yahya who was dead asleep. He was tired after curing his patients who was attacked voodoo all day. He was only the one who knew about shaman in this Islamic boarding school.

“How comes! Your students have troubles and you just sleep here?” Mr. Kyai was angry to him. Mr. Yahya was shocked and woke up from his dead asleep. He was confused why Mr. Kyai stared at him quizzically. He only bow, he had no braveness to look at Mr. Kyai. Then, Mr. Nafi came with Santo.

“Now, check out all of your students, call all the room advisors, and look for Mr. Rahman, where is he? Why he does not patrol this night!” Mr.Kyai commanded to Mr. Yahya.

“Who is the advisor of C1 room?” he asked.

“Me myself, sir.” Mr. Yahya answered

“Ok! Leave now then!”

“Yes sir”.

**

Mr. Kyai sat before Santo, he took his favorite cigarette, “I will allow you to smoke now, it does not matter, just take it, it is better than you drink alcohol which is forbidden by our religion.” Santo just kept silent and was bent down. He scared to take the tobacco which was really harmed in this Islamic boarding school. He committed not to smoke before his kyai to respect him.
“Don’t be shamed kang, just take it!”

Finally, Santo wanted to take one cigarette although he felt ashamed and he lit it. Accompanied by a cup of coffee and a cigarette, he was interrogated directly by Mr. Kyai. He confessed what he had done; he was alcoholic since he was in Junior High School.

**

Asro woke up from his long sleep. Mr. Nafi who waited him all night tried to ask him what actually happened at that night, Asro tried not to admit about what he had done. After insisted and explained by Mr. Nafi, Asro admitted everything he did. He was not only alcoholic but also dope addict. He knew every kind of drug, lexothan, ecstasy, dog pills etc. He mentioned them one by one.

Then, he mentioned all his friends who consumed drugs with him, more than fifteen students involved in this case or even more! Mr. Nafi was only able to shake his head, he shocked! This hell virus infected many people in this holy institution! He could not think anymore, where had the attitude lesson of this institution gone?
He could not believe in Asro’s testimony, he was afraid that Asro had not get his consciousness fully till he might say something wrong.

To prove Asro’s testimony, Mr. Nafi visited to Mr. Kyai’s home to discuss the result of his interrogation to Asro. Mr. Kyai asked him to call all his trusted students. He wanted to check the data gathered by Mr. Nafi.

**

In the obscure evening, everything was clear that it was the truth. Clever boy Bashor, a quiet boy Misbah, Arfi who was the master of football, Bahri who was the grandson of the great Ulama who was the teacher of the founding father of this Islamic Boarding School, Hakim who was the national athlete of sepak takraw, and Aziz who was the new student in this school were active users. Asro also said that two days without consuming these drugs, he would feel unhappy and lose his spirit to live.

Knowing these facts, Mr. Kyai Shed tears. He commanded Izam to take cup of water for him. He wanted to drink. Then he advise to his students.

“I advise you all not to follow their way, I have told you all to be careful in choosing friends. Dope addict is hard to be cured. If all of you tell your advisor since the first case, it will not be like this.” Mr. Kyai kept silent to haul his breath. All quiet, voiceless, no moving even little. Everyone looks down to the floor listen to Mr. Kyai’s advices carefully.

“Now, when you see violation of god’s laws in our beloved Islamic boarding school, please, do not keep silent. If you have no power to prevent it, just contact your teachers. You have to be brave, it is not funny that you fear to the human not to god! Ok just forget what has happened this time; let’s do our best for our future.”

**

This case was deployed quickly, and the parents of the students involved in this case were called to the office of my dormitory. Everyone who got involve should be move out from this school although it is hard for them because they would have national final examination three days later. That was the last year for them in this school.

The cartel of drug network was found after this case, the police job was helped, then, arrested three people who were suspected as the big boss of narcotics in this country.