The Actual Problem: Cleanliness and Health Problems in Pegirian River in Colonial Period

The Actual Problem: Cleanliness and Health Problems in Pegirian River in Colonial Period

Alfian Widi Santoso

Alfian Widi Santoso | Student of History Departement in Airlangga Unviersity | Arek Institute Associate Researcher

Surabaya has long faced health issues related to water. This is evidenced by a petition to the Queen of the Netherlands, published in the Soerabajasch Handelsblad at the end of the 19th century, which concerned the provision of clean water for the population. The petition, created for the benefit of the European community, was motivated by the escalating cholera problem in Surabaya, as well as fears regarding the potable water conditions in Surabaya following John Snow’s discovery of the link between poor drinking water hygiene and the spread of cholera (Achdian, 2023).

The petition was eventually granted several years later, coinciding with Surabaya’s designation as a municipality. Nevertheless, issues regarding community hygiene and water remained problematic until the end of Dutch rule in Indonesia in 1942. This was due to disparities, where Europeans easily accessed water directly supplied to their homes, in contrast to the indigenous population who had to queue for water as each village was only equipped with one pump (Huda, 2016).

One of the impacts of this unequal policy can be observed in the Pegirian River, where hygiene issues were seriously highlighted, both in terms of problems and solutions, by two renowned authors of Dutch descent: H.F Tillema in his extensive volumes of Kromoblanda and Von Faber in his monumental second work, Nieuw Soerabaia. This writing highlights the Pegirian River case in the Nyamplungan district, which was a focus of the Surabaya government, and will discuss the government’s policies at the time in addressing this issue.

Image 1. The banks of the Pegirian River in the Nyamplungan District. Source: Von Faber, 1933, Nieuw Soerabaia

The Nyamplungan case is one among many health issues in Surabaya, but it received special attention from the Surabaya municipal government, as evidenced by the serious focus of Von Faber in Nieuw Soerabaia. In the book, the chapter on Health Care, specifically on Typhoid Fever, features a comparative photo of the banks of the Pegirian River in the Nyamplungan district, showing a change in the river steps from terraced to gentle.

According to Von Faber, the banks of the Pegirian River were filled with piles of human feces, disposed of indiscriminately. Von Faber noted that this reckless disposal of feces posed a significant problem related to the spread of Typhoid Fever, caused by the Salmonella Typhi virus transmitted through the consumption of food and drink contaminated by the feces of infected individuals. It can be concluded that this situation arose because some people still consumed food or drink sourced from the Pegirian River, such as drinking water or river-derived products, among others.

Image 2. The banks of the Pegirian River in the Nyamplungan district after renovation. Source: Von Faber, 1933, Nieuw Soerabaia

This issue was not confined to the banks of the Pegirian River passing through the Nyamplungan district but was prevalent along the entire length of the Pegirian River. This concern was voiced by Katjoeng Moeda in the “Proletar” newspaper, affiliated with the Communist Party of Indonesia (PKI) in Surabaya, on September 25, 1925. In his complaint about the Surabaya government’s sluggishness in addressing community cleanliness, Katjoeng Moeda wrote:

“At the Girikan River, starting from Gili Ketapang, when the water is stagnant, numerous men and women sit closely together. Not to catch a breeze… but to defecate, producing what could be called ‘sausage bread’.”

The ‘sausage bread’ Katjoeng Moeda referred to was feces. The quoted sentence illustrates a common behavior of defecating in the river, which can be said to mark the beginning of disease spread among the indigenous population. According to Von Faber and the Surabaya government of the time, this issue was deeply ingrained in the community—even after numerous educational efforts, which was evidenced by the accumulation and continuous renewal of feces. Indeed, the feces problem necessitated direct government intervention to resolve it. This was reflected in a report by the De Indische Courant newspaper on December 2, 1927, mentioning that the health department conducted an on-site review of waste disposal in Wonokusumo and would also visit Nyamplungan to discuss issues related to community health and hygiene.

A month later, the same newspaper provided an overview of the conditions in Nyamplungan and the steps to be taken to address this issue. In De Indische Courant, published on January 9, 1928, under the headline “Onhygiënisch Soerabaia” (Unhygienic Surabaya), an opening sentence poignantly described the Nyamplungan area, “Nyamplungan, the filthy…”. The news excerpt roughly went as follows:

“In these clumps of feces, residents of the densely populated villages of Njamploengan and Kertopaten defecate along the riverbanks without any shelter. The feces, left along the riverbanks, are carried back and forth by the tide, causing a continuously disgusting stench to pollute the environment. It would be a blessing for the community if the city government were to build 13 public baths and private facilities along the Pegirian. One of which is already under construction,” said the author.

The improvement of the riverbanks (in Javanese: plengsengan/trap) at least reduced the community’s habit of defecating in the river, a habit that, according to Von Faber, was very difficult to eliminate. These improvement efforts had been planned since 1928 by the B.O.W (Burgerlijke Openbare Werken/Public Works Department) along with the Surabaya health department for immediate implementation, in the interest of public health.
The renovations were not limited to the riverbanks but also included other improvements, such as providing 13 public toilets (ponten) at various points along the Pegirian River. Additionally, a number of hygiene facilities were planned to be built in the villages to train the community to live clean and hygienically. Despite these efforts, the issue persisted and continued, with weekly reports in the De Indische Courant newspaper on community health and diseases arising, especially those related to hygiene. Interestingly, the Nyamplungan area still faced the same diseases (typhoid fever, typhus A., and diphtheria) into the 1930s, even though various hygiene facilities had been constructed.

The Actual Problem!

Indeed, this issue could not be resolved spontaneously, as initially planned by the Surabaya Municipal Government in the early 1930s. The health problem and the planning undertaken by the Surabaya government garnered harsh criticism from the “Proletar” newspaper in its column titled “Tjiamah Tjioeng”. In the January 25, 1925 edition of Proletar, Si Sawoet wrote in this column under the poignant title, “The Government Wants Health, But Lets Disease Close By”, blending criticism and satire towards the Surabaya government. Si Sawoet wrote:

“…Try walking once via Gembong gas factory and Njamploengan street to Pegirikan, your nose would be assaulted, if not covered, by the stench of human… leftovers. It’s not wrong if someone who has grown hardened, then squats showing their behind to the public to… dispose, because to defecate in privacy, one must actually pay… to the government. Municipal Cleaning Service, look there’s a stink service.”

According to Si Sawoet’s account, the Surabaya Municipal Government was neglectful of the health conditions of the lower-class community in Surabaya. Moreover, Si Sawoet suggested that the government appeared to act on making Surabaya cleaner, but the Surabayan citizens, especially the indigenous population, never received adequate and free access. According to Si Sawoet, they (the government) never looked at the actual conditions and only speculated theories in parliament, even stating:

“Theory on paper is always clean, but the practical evidence is… embarrassingly far from it…”

This is in line with the detailed explanation by Jean Gelman Taylor in her essay “Bathing and Hygiene: Histories from the KITLV Images Archive” included in the anthology “Cleanliness and Culture: Indonesian Histories”. In the article, Taylor elucidates the complex issues surrounding why the indigenous population engaged in domestic work and private matters in public spaces like rivers, closely related to the economic issues of the community, especially the indigenous people.

Taylor logically explains that this occurs due to the socio-economic conflict underpinning it all, where the indigenous community, as the third-class society, lacks adequate access to hygiene because:

“First, their homes, often made of woven bamboo, likely do not have a bathroom; if there is one, they must carry water from the river for daily needs such as bathing, washing, and latrines (MCK); Second, the indigenous community is provided with only one water pump per village. This is starkly contrasted with the European community who can easily access clean water. Even through the waterleiding policy, the government could supply water to every European house through the available pipes.”

These two reasons ultimately left the indigenous community with the only option of performing domestic work and private matters in the river, as had been done by previous generations, although the motives were significantly different.

Image 3. Community activities around the river (Cantian), including children bathing, women washing, and the use of riverbanks for drying food. Source: Van Ingen

In the context of Surabaya, Taylor’s argument is validated, showing that the indigenous population struggles with the clean water crisis in their villages, with the government, expected to serve the community, being perceived as absent or negligent. Katjoeng Moeda articulated this critique towards the Gemeente Surabaya at the time, accusing the government of being extortionate and motivated by profit.
“When they do provide services, the government does not forget to ask for a cent from each person bathing and another cent from those using the latrine. Now, because of the government’s money-minded politics, the public suffers. That is, if you walk there (around the Pegirian River), you must hold your breath to avoid suffocating.”

Again, such cases cannot be spontaneously resolved as mentioned by Von Faber or the Surabaya government at that time, but must be accompanied by adequate infrastructure and economic development for the indigenous community. This aligns with Dr. Soetomo’s criticism, who argued that the government must urgently attend to the plight of the indigenous people, especially those living under bridges and along riverbanks.

According to Purnawan Basundoro in his book “Merebut Ruang Kota: Aksi Rakyat Miskin Kota Surabaya 1900-1960an” (Seizing Urban Spaces: Actions of the Urban Poor in Surabaya 1900-1960s), the lower class of Surabaya (especially migrants) who lacked the capital to build a house, ended up using riverbanks and under bridges as places of residence or to construct their homes.

Furthermore, this issue persists to the present day, as detailed by Roanne van Voorst in her book “The Best Place in the World: An Anthropologist’s Experience Living in a Jakarta Slum.” Voorst notes that constructing homes on riverbanks is a common practice among Jakarta’s migrants lacking sufficient capital, as vacant land like riverbanks become a solution, given the weak government regulations on this matter.

These studies demonstrate that the issue of riverbank living has been a continuous problem from the colonial period to the present day. Historians and anthropologists discussing riverbank life will never run out of issues to address. Hence, this lifestyle becomes a matter of concern for both city governments and academics.

In summary, the pattern of village life, where private and domestic spaces are inseparable, has been established since the colonial period. In the current era, this pattern has only shifted in activities and behaviors. However, the limitation in separating private and public spaces still remains unresolved.

References

  • De Indische Courant. Gezondheid-Inspectie. 2 Desember 1927
  • De Indische Courant. Onhygiënisch Soerabaia. 9 Januari 1928
  • De Indische Courant. Besmettelijke Ziekten. 13 Februari 1931
  • Si Sawoet. Tjiamah Tjioeng!! Goeminta Maoenja Sehat, tetapi Penjakit biar Dekat. Proletar. 10 Mei 1925
  • Katjoeng Moeda. Tjiaaamah Tjiiiioeng!!!, Goeminta Soerabaja. Proletar. 20 September 1925
  • Andi Achdian. 2023. Ras, Kelas, Bangsa: Politik Pergerakan Antikolonial di Surabaya Abad ke-20. Tangerang: Marjin Kiri
  • G.H. von Faber. 1933. Nieuw Soerabaia: De Geschiedenis van de Indië’s Voornaamste Koopstad in de Eerste Kwarteeuw, Sedert Hare Instelling 1906-1931. Soerabaja: N.V Boekhandel en Drukkerij H. Van Ingen
  • H.F. Tillema. 1916. Kromoblanda: Over ‘t vraagstuk van ,,Het Wonen” in Kromo’s groote land. Den Haag: N.V. Electrisch Drukkerij en Uitgave Maatschappij ,,de Atlas”
  • Nur Huda. 2016. PERAN GOUVERNEMENT WATERLEIDING TERHADAP PENYEDIAAN AIR BERSIH DI SURABAYA TAHUN 1900-1923. Skripsi. Surabaya: Universitas Airlangga
  • Purnawan Basundoro. 2013. Merebut Ruang Kota: Aksi Rakyat Miskin Kota Surabaya 1900-1960an. Tangerang: Marjin Kiri
  • Roanne van Voorst. 2022. Tempat Terbaik di Dunia: Pengalaman Seorang Antropolog Tinggal di Kawasan Kumuh di Jakarta. Tangerang: Marjin Kiri

 

 

Nasib Orang Pesisir: Kumpulan Puisi Abdul Hamid

Nasib Orang Pesisir: Kumpulan Puisi Abdul Hamid

Abdul Hamid | Alumni Bahasa dan Sastra Indonesia FIB Universitas Airlangga []

Nasib Orang Pesisir

Dulu kami merdeka, menikmati seluruh hasil jerih payah yang kami punya

Panen bandeng-lele sebanyak-banyaknya

Bebas dari segala aturan

Sebelum hari ini, seolah telah menjadi hak mereka

Nasib kami menggantung karenanya

Sungguh kemalangan nasib, tak bisa kami tolak lagi

Ribuan penghidupan kami, direbutnya dengan semena-mena

Sudah kami berusaha melawan, tapi

Lebih pandai mereka, meski kami yang punya

Mungkin ini sudah menjadi ketetapan-Nya

Mau gimana lagi

Saat ini kami

Hidup segan-mati takmau

Ini Kotaku

Ini kotaku beraspal gelombang

jalan-jalan banyak lubang

dan asap kendaraan, tiap hari

jadi oksigen parapejalan

kotaku ini, ladang investor

bercocok tanam uang

gedung-gedung menjulang

jadi pemandangan

tiap musim politik, para pejabat daerah

berebut kursi

memperbaiki jalan rusak

sampai dengan beri janji basi

agar rakyat memilih

Setelah jadi, eh malah kena kasus korupsi

Pada Suatu Masa

bumi akan tetap berputar

dan kita laju di dalamnya

sampai pada waktu yang ditentukan

pagi sampai pagi

segala aktivitas telah diatur

kita akan berjalan sampai pada titik lelah

dan akan ada kantuk yang mengistirahatkan tubuh sejenak

jangan kita lupa

bahwa waktu itu mahal

kita tak sadar telah lalim melupakannya

akan sampai pada satu masa mata tutup nyawa tiada

dan semua tak berharga

selain sesali waktu yang sudah lewat

dan kita akan ada pada rasa sesunyi sunyinya sunyi

tak bergerak, dihilangkan waktu

yang sempat kita lupa

The C4 Playwright

The C4 Playwright

Nuzula Maghfiro | Mahasiswa Bahasa dan Sastra Indonesia Universitas Airlangga []

Literary works never emerge from a void. Their presence stems from critical reasoning. Through their works, writers radically unveil matters often considered taboo in life. They question, challenge, and debate normative views that obscure other meanings of life. Thus, literary works are capable of transcending taboo perspectives and understandings in life. They go beyond normative meanings that settle in the shroud of human consciousness.

Furthermore, the dimension of human existence has “consciousness” not only in awareness of what happens around them but also in self-awareness and their existence. Existence is a new Archimedean point where humans attach the world and themselves. For Kierkegaard, humans are beings always challenged to choose and make decisions in the struggle of their lives. However, many uncertainties are difficult to understand rationally, uncertainties that make humans doubt and feel anxious about their future.

Similarly, the script “C4,” the third script from the head of the Saung Teater Adnan Guntur, presents a dimension of defection from majority reasoning. Looking back at Adnan Guntur’s previous work like “Body at 11:11,” this script seems to present differently from its predecessors. The choice of “C4” as a title appears as a marker and symbolic code that can evoke various interpretations among its readers.

If delved into deeper, the code “C4” has different meanings based on various fields. In military terms, C4 is a code for a specific type of explosive used by special forces. This explosive has an effective blast power to destroy something. Meanwhile, “C4” also has another meaning in the medical field. C4 is a code for a complement compound. In other words, it can also be understood as a compound in the blood that synchronizes with the immune system. This means that an increase or decrease in C4 can cause health disorders. Therefore, C4 is expected to always be in a stable (synchronized) condition to prevent health issues in the human body.

The concepts of explosion and synchronization have led to discoveries about creation and the formation of novelty. The creation myth in the Big Bang theory, for example, explains how the explosion will form dimensions of space and time. It presents a singularity point that explodes with such force. Then, it produces matter that continues to collide and rotate until it forms again into something that expands as a result of the explosion.

In Aristotle’s cosmology, he considered his ideas to form a perfect system, where each part logically follows another. For him, the activity of movement is always caused by a certain mover. As a series of cause-and-effect laws in the universe that must end at the first cause.

Moving towards human existence, Kierkegaard introduces his philosophical understanding of human existence that seriously considers human subjectivity, emphasizing passion and grappling with their life and existence as an individual. Kierkegaard’s thought becomes the starting point for new contemplation on the meaning of human existence as a person committed to being themselves. Through this basis, Kierkegaard proposed the concept of existentialism, emphasizing the issue of divinity or godliness at the peak of his thought.

Questioning the existence of divinity always finds a potentially infinite root because humans have a tendency to acknowledge a transcendent dimension. Understanding God or the transcendent rationally is nothing but a human effort to comprehend the visible and the invisible nature. It also solidifies their belief in the existence of a god considered to influence the intricacies of life. At the same time, humans who claim not to believe in transcendence also have a desire to rationalize such non-existence. They deny because they are unable to grasp its existence. In other words, any aim to understand and reject the transcendent is proof that its presence has truly influenced human life.

A sequence of searching, explosion, creation, dimensions of space and time, and matters of divinity share a common thread that melts together. The stage of existence becomes a dimension where the souls and bodies of humans reside. Searching within the human brain will hatch novelty. Explosion will shape emotions that explore problems, leading to new creation. Then, at the point of transcendence, humans are brought to something higher, mystical, and complex.

In short, the script “C4” was born as a dimension of social criticism on existence. The poet presents how the concept of explosion and destruction can push humans towards the search for their existence. They always strive towards awareness of the transcendent dimension, and it also leads to creation and the Creator. “C4” emerges as questions never accompanied by answers to any certainty.

Terbitan Policy Brief Seri 1

Terbitan Policy Brief Seri 1

Arek Institute merbitkan suatu Rekomendasi Kebijkan seri pertama. Karya ini adalah hasil kerja riset dari komite Pendampingan dan Penelitian Arek. Kedua komite tersebut menyusun rekomendasi ini dalam rangka melakukan pengkajian kebijakan kebudayaan di kota Surabaya. Sebab, Komite Pendampingan Arek sedang melakukan pendampingan komunitas pada kelompok kesenian Ludruk yang berada di kota Surabaya. Terbitan ini adalah salah satu rangkaian dari program advokasi komite Pendampingan Arek.

Adapun pengunduhan berkas tersebut dapat klik tautan di bawah ini:

Maut Merah

Maut Merah

Fajar Satriyo | Alumnus Bahasa dan Sastra Indonesia FIB Universitas Airlangga | Teater Gapus[]

Seperti anak-anak tahun 90an pada umumnya, ingatan masa kecilku dipenuhi oleh tayangan televisi yang menayangkan huru-hara. Beberapa tahun berlalu, tapi aku masih sanggup membayangkan bencana itu dengan jelas. Kadang ingatan mengenai tayangan itu sekelebat datang mengganggu lamunanku.

            Dulu aku kerap menonton siaran sepak bola malam. Memperhatikan setiap gerak-gerik dari pemain dan memperagakannya di lapangan desa esok harinya. Atau juga menjadi komentator dadakan bersama bapak sembari menggunjing tim jagoan yang kebobolan.

            Setidaknya, hal itu begitu menyenangkan bagi masa anak-anakku. Meski terkadang aku kerap bangun kesiangan, dan terkena sumpah serapah ibu sebab bolos sekolah. Aku menyukai masa lalu ini—sebelum maut biru merusak sepak bola dan masa anak-anakku.

            Aku masih ingat betul, waktu Maut Merah terjadi. Selepas televisi menyiarkan peringatan-peringatan September kelam yang menurut bapak hanya seremonial belaka dan penuh tipu daya. Kami berdua memutuskan untuk melupakan teatrikal pertelevisian dengan menonton siaran sepak bola.

            Seperti lalu-lalu, bapak akan menyeduh secangkir kopi hitam untuk melawan badai rasa kantuk yang menjemukkan. Sesekali, aku pun boleh menyeruput secangkir kopi agar tetap menemaninya begadang. Dengan syarat harus sembunyi-sembunyi dari ibu yang melarangku untuk meminum kopi.

            Pertandingan selama sembilan puluh menit berjalan serasa begitu cepat. Kedua tim berbalas serang. Membuahkan hujan gol dalam suasana langit malam yang mendung. Satu gol dari tim tuan rumah langsung dibalas gol beruntun dari tim tamu. Begitu mengasyikkan sepak bola yang saling serang ini.

            Berbeda dengan sepak bola Italia yang berfilosofi bertahan. Negara kami punya filosofi sepak bola yang menyerang dan mengandalkan kecepatan-kecepatan dari winger. Memang masih kalah jauh dengan Jogo Bonito dari legenda Brazil serupa Neymar dan Vini. Tapi kelihaian pemain kami di lapangan setidaknya jadi obat penangkal setelah Timnas tidak pernah lolos piala dunia.

            Begitulah fakta yang terjadi saat itu. Obat kegagalan piala dunia, kami lampiaskan dalam liga sepak bola. Bahkan, bapak jauh lebih Spartan dari yellow wall untuk urusan mendukung tim jagoannya. Sepak bola notabene menjadi kepercayaan kedua setelah agama. Itu yang telah tertanam dalam hati seluruh supporter.

            Kedatangan Maut Merah yang telah merusak kepercayaan supporter tak terkecuali bapak. Selepas pertandingan berakhir dengan kemenangan tim tamu, aku hanya dapat melihat asap tebal menyelimuti. Bukan dari kabut mendung atau flare. Siaran langsung terputus berselang beberapa menit kemudian.

            Kami berdua pun memutuskan untuk langsung tidur setelah menghabiskan secangkir kopi. Tidur dengan rasa penasaran dan tanya yang belum terjawab.

“Mas, semalam terjadi ricuh. Tembak-tembakan di lapangan. Semuanya kalang kabut. Untung mas, untung, aku selamat.” ujar suara parau dari seorang lelaki.

            Aku hanya dapat menguping dari balik tembok kamar tidur yang bersebelahan dengan ruang tamu. Tidak jelas kudengar perbincangan antara bapak dan lelaki tamunya. Sesekali nadanya parau. Tak jarang, ia menangis tersedu-sedu mengutarakan kejadian yang terjadi di dalam stadion.

            Sekilas, seperti sebuah kepingan-kepingan yang kulihat dari televisi dan kudengar dari lelaki bersuara parau, stadion menjadi tempat eksekusi. Begitu pikiran sederhanaku menyimpulkan.

            Perbincangan di ruang tamu sudah tidak terdengar, aku segera beranjak menemui bapak. Tamunya telah pamit pulang. Sementara, bapak terduduk dengan raut wajah yang tersedu-sedu. Hatinya pasti teriris mendengar peristiwa yang terjadi semalam.

            “Memangnya apa yang sebenarnya terjadi di stadion semalam pak?” tanyaku spontan.

            Bapak terkesiap melihatku. Tidak menyadari sebelumnya bahwa aku berada di sampingnya. Ia berdiri dan berjalan dengan langkah gontai. 

“Tidak ada. Ini tragedi, Maut Merah.” jawabnya sambil beranjak.

            Kejadian semalam menjadi tragedi kelam bagi sepak bola terutama untuk supporter seperti kami.  Empat puluh hari berturut-turut bapak mengajakku ke stadion setiap sore. Dengan pakaian serba hitam, kami menaburkan bunga di hadapan patung Singa lalu memanjatkan doa.

            “Ada ratusan nyawa yang belum diadili disini.” ucap bapak sambil mengelus kepalaku.

            Aku memandang bapak yang terisak. Uban telah tumbuh di sekitar rambutnya, jiwa mudanya tak bergema seperti beberapa tahun lalu. Kejadian sore itu tidak akan pernah luput dari ingatanku. Semenjak saat itu, aku jadi tau mengenai tragedi Maut Merah.

            Setelah empat puluh hari berselang, kami rutin mengunjungi patung singa—yang dikeramatkan—setiap seminggu sekali di hari Sabtu. 

            “Kenapa kita tetap datang kemari pak?”

            “Kita datang untuk menuntut keadilan. Sampai keadilan itu benar-benar datang.”

            Ucapan bapak saat itu benar-benar membuatku bingung. 

            Setahun berselang, kuketahui lelaki—yang datang ke rumah selepas tragedi Maut Merah—meninggal dunia. Bapak benar-benar terpukul mengenai kabar duka itu. Tanpa sepengetahuanku, bapak lebih sering mengunjungi stadion. 

            Delapan tahun berlalu begitu cepat. Seperti tragedi yang sudah-sudah, Maut Merah pun cepat dilupakan oleh pengadil. Aku baru saja menuntaskan studi di Yogyakarta. Melupakan kebiasaan hari Sabtu bersama bapak mengunjungi stadion, menaburkan bunga di patung singa, serta memanjatkan doa.

            Begitu pula dengan sepak bola. Membicarakan sepak bola di sini membuatku ingin muntah. Permasalahan-permasalahan yang terus menghantui selama beberapa dekade tak kunjung selesai. Para pengurus yang hanya ingin memalak antusias kami para supporter. Mirip sosok preman di terminal.

            “Bapakmu masih kerap mengunjungi stadion.” ungkap ibu saat meneleponku.

            Air mataku berlinang. Terbayang langkah bapak yang ringkih menyusur jalanan dan berdiri menahan rasa dingin dari hujan yang menggigilkan tubuhnya. Secepat kabar yang sampai, aku memutuskan untuk pulang setelah mengetahui bapak mempunyai flek hitam pada paru-parunya. 

            Selama perawatan yang mengharuskan bapak bolak-balik rumah sakit, aku menggantikan kebiasannya berkunjung ke stadion. Kebiasaan Sabtu sore yang sudah lama aku tanggalkan. Kadang terbersit dalam benakku, mengapa bapak begitu kekeh datang ke stadion dan melakukan upaya tuntutan menurutku.

            Maut Merah memang sejarah kelam sepak bola. Negeri ini kerap menutut rapat kekelaman dalam sejarah peradaban mereka. Lantas apa yang perlu diadili dan ditegakkan. Keengganan selalu muncul ketika aku ingin menyampaikan ini pada bapak. Mungkin bapak masih mempercayai keadilan. Mungkin.

            Duka yang mendalam tak lama aku alami. Bapak wafat karena tak sanggup menghadapi flek hitam di paru-parunya. Hari-hari yang hampa kulalui dengan melakukan apa yang biasanya bapak lalui, berkunjung ke stadion. Tanpa digerakkan oleh apapun, aku mengunjungi stadion.

            Bukan keadilan yang aku tuntut, tapi aku merasa harus melanjutkan perjuangan bapak. Begitu Sabtu soreku seterusnya kuhabiskan. Kini aku semakin sering datang ke stadion di lain hari Sabtu. 

Terutama semenjak berkenalan dengan Laila. Perempuan berambut ikal yang begitu menarik perhatianku. Ia sekitar lima tahun jauh lebih tua, dan matanya mempunyai sorot yang tajam. 

Kami bertemu di suatu sore yang mendung dengan nuansa terasa begitu canggung ketika kami pertama berkenalan. Suasana jauh lebih cair setelah kami sering berjumpa.

            “Kamu tidak merasa bosan mencari keadilan?” tanyaku.

            Ia termangu memejamkan mata yang mirip dengan bunga Tulip yang kuncup itu sejenak.

            “Tragedi tidak butuh keadilan, tapi pertanggung jawaban.” ucapannya tegas.

            Suasana mendadak menjadi hening.

 “Aku kemari untuk berduka. Ratusan orang tak bersalah telah kehilangannya,”

            “Tak terkecuali pacarku.” suaranya kini bertambah berat.

 Ia membuka satu kancing kemeja hitamnya. Aku terperanjat melihat luka yang berada di bagian dada kirinya. “Aku diselamatkan oleh pacarku,” imbuhnya.

            Kepalaku mendadak begitu pusing, aku ingin memuntahkan isi perutku. Terdengar jelas teriakan dan isak tangis yang tidak sempat disiarkan dulu. Suara-suara yang telah dibungkam sampai sekarang. Aku jatuh lunglai, pak.