
The mother finally told me what had really happened. He swore not to cover anything up. Three months ago, Upik and Puti suddenly disappeared from the orphanage. No one knows where they're going. The orphanage has been looking to places that the children feel they will visit, including meeting their parents. But the result is nil. They did not contact us, even though we did not call each still covered up. The reason, they are worried, the disappearance of Upik and Puti will give a bad image for this orphanage, or worse it can be closed. Though this is the only home in this village, the home that is considered the best also without any problems before.
"How could you guys just think of the image of the parlour, while two children disappeared without being noticed!" I said the one who was already furious.
"Sir, I'm sorry if we're wrong. But it's not just about us managers. Even if I have to go to jail I am ready to account for my negligence. But it's also about the other kids. There are nearly a hundred orphans and a dhuafa here. They have no family or home. This is where their home we try to make as comfortable as possible. If this house is closed, then will we send the children? Who can guarantee their life will be better or at least equal to the comfort here? Who sir?" The mother almost shed tears. "I'm not losing my hand." Suddenly the mother of the parlour rose from her seat. He's headed to his desk. Take out a bag containing leaflets containing information on the disappearance of Upik and Puti. "Every day I always take the time to go around looking for children. Everyone I met, I asked if they saw Upik and Puti. These two children are no different from any other children. To me they are like my own children. I had to go in and out of the hospital because I lost them. This is the first time that children have escaped. I don't know where my mistake was. I don't know what sin made me have to feel this much trials." The tears eventually spilled out as well. Mother head sniffled. The cry we believed in was sincere from his heart. But still, Upik and Puti are missing. They're under the supervision of the head!
"I'll keep reporting to the police." I said.
"Darling," Yohana held me. He also seemed to have no heart if the orphanage got the effect of the loss of Upik and Puti. But he also could not let go of losing his two nephews. "Is there no other way?" tanyakanya.
It's like simalakama fruit. We can't doubt the kindness and sincerity of the home mom and the nanny moms here. All the children we asked secretly so that no intervention would acknowledge how good and unfortunately the head mother and other caregivers were to them. As the head mother said, they were like family. Unfortunately so. If we report, not only the managers affected, but the children as well. How could we possibly destroy their replacement house? We're not that cruel! But the reality of the disappearance of Upik and Puti makes us also wonder, what is the cause? Usually people leave because of discomfort, trouble or something bad and disliked befall them. Did the two kids feel one of them? Or maybe ...
***
Our chartered car is now in front of a small boarding house that used to be rented by stepbrother Yohana and his wife. Unfortunately, they don't live there anymore. The owner and their neighbors stated that Bandaro and his wife had moved to Pekanbaru, Riau, about two months ago.
"Did they bring their two children?" my question is, to the contract owner.
"Upik and Puti? Not the two of them, the baby was not taken. They gave their son to one of the families that he said there was still family connection. But from the rumors that circulated, he said the baby was sold to the family. But whatever it is, we think it's better because the two crazy couples are not ready to have children. Look at how they abandoned Upik and Puti. Especially now his wife, the Yeni was working as a singer in a nightclub. Somehow their lives if they follow the parents." story from the owner of the contract.
Before leaving, I leave a message and leave a phone number, if they see Upik and Puti to contact us.
"How now?" Ask Yohana who was still limp when we were in the car.
"We're going to the police station!" I said
"Darling?" Yohana saw him not believing. He was so worried that I would report to the police. As he said earlier, he did not want to ruin the lives of other children.
"We meet Mr. Rizal, tell him everything and ask for directions. We don't have much time, there's not a hint of children. Are you okay if we go back without any news from them? Now there are so many crimes against children, I'm afraid they're okay." I said. Remembering about the police who helped me. Fortunately, I still have her number and still have a good relationship with her.
Yohana agreed. He also could not ignore the safety of his two nephews. He feels responsible for it. Because the custody of Upik and Puti has been taken away. That means now he is in full charge of both children. Whatever happens, he wants to be able to find both and intends to take him back home later.
***
There's not much we can do to find Upik and Puti. After consulting with Mr. Rizal, we both joined the parlour looking for Upik and Puti. We went back down the street around the parlour, asking anyone who might have known where they were. But because it's been going on for a long time, so there's no clue we can get because no one remembers.
"Oh my God, where are those kids?" Yohana looks frustrated. These two days should be a good time for him. But what happened was the opposite. Yohana instead had to feel disappointed because the children were not found. "I'm going crazy about this!" said it.
"Remember God, baby. There is wisdom behind all of this. Rest assured they are okay. Sooner or later God willing we'll find them." I said. Trying to calm Yohana down even though I'm not really sure because the instructions are really drinking and the time is too long.