Different heat

The heat of the sun does not make the people disperse. Their mouths continued to shout words of disapproval with the choices of the officials. Tirelessly they continued to stand in front of the Regent's official residence.

A young man with all his emotions burning in his heart kept throwing small stones at the building. "Cancel Slogohimo eviction! Cancel the construction of a triplex factory! "He shouted loudly.

Suddenly a grandmother whose hair had turned white blocked the hand of the young man who would throw the stone again. "What are you doing to le? Don't damage the regent's official home. Maybe they even listen to us. "Wis is legitimate," persuaded the old grandmother.

The young man just stared at the grandmother with an annoyed look. With a heavy heart he pulled his hand again which would take the stone.

The demonstration ended with the police dispersing them. With fury they left without getting what they wanted. The feeling of fatigue that they feel doesn't get the same results.

The young man who took part in the demonstration and threw stones at the official residence of the regent walked into the empty land which a few months ago still contained cassava trees which would sway if blown by the wind. The vacant land now contains container trucks and also materials to build factories. Still sneaking around the young man pouring gasoline from the jerry cans.

"Hey! What are you doing! "Scolded someone behind the young man.
With agitation, the young man immediately dropped his jerry can. His head shook his head from being caught. "I ... I ... I was ..." he cried, stuttering.
"Never mind looking for reasons. Come with me to the police station, I will jail you for trying to burn these materials! "Snapped the fathers who had reprimanded him. He immediately dragged the young man's hands firmly.

"Let me go! I'm not guilty! Those who made me do that! "Shouted the young man by struggling to be released.
"What do you mean? Who told you? "Asked the men who dragged him with a little loosening.