90 Days Pursuing My Husband's Love

Striking Arnold (Chapter 74)

The night after a long day in the office, Andreas and I were lying in bed after dinner. I lay my head on the chest of Andreas' field. This position is indeed a favorite position for both of us while relaxing.

"How's your job today?" Ask Andreas. "Is everything okay?"

"Hmmm everything's good. It feels like going back in time when I was preoccupied with office business." My reply.

Andreas rubbed my cheek gently.

"I don't want you to be tired. If you feel exhausted by this job, you better rest at home." Andreas Said.

"It's okay. I'm really happy, because there's something I can do."

"alright. But remember, don't push yourself." Andreas said again as he pinched my nose.

I smiled and looked at him. Slowly Andreas kissed me as I raised my head to look at him.

"Darling, can I go visit Arnold?" Ask doubt.

I'm afraid Andreas will think a no-no with me. Since this afternoon at the office, I've decided to go get Arnold. And, hoping Andreas can agree because I really want to talk directly to Arnold. He will never be able to hurt me again.

"Of course, go. I'm sure you'll want to ask me something about your company." Andreas replied calmly.

"How about you come with me. I just don't want you to be able to think that I will..."

"What would you do if you went alone?" Andreas interrupted my speech. "Go baby, I believe you."

I hugged Andreas' waist tightly. This guy really loves me. Slowly full of warmth, we both made a friendly fondling. Give each other touch and affection. I am so happy to have Andrew be my husband.

The next morning, I decided to drive my own car to the detention house where Arnold was serving his sentence. Andreas went to the office first.

"Be careful, baby, call me if anything happens." Said Andreas while kissing my forehead before going to the office earlier.

This is where I am at the moment. It's in the parking lot of the rutan where Arnold is being held. All my life, only this time I visited a prison. I just see it in the news a lot or hear about prison from people.

For all I know, prison is a place where people who have committed violations of the law are accountable for their actions. Each prisoner receives rewards for different cases and periods of detention. However, they can be in one cell and sleep in the same place.

From the accounts of the people I heard, while serving the sentence, the prisoners are not allowed out until the sentence ends. Only the family can visit them according to the set schedule. I am sure, the moment of meeting with relatives is a moment that is very much awaited by the prisoners to let go of longing for their loved ones.

This time I went to see my ex-husband. The one who lived 3 years with me. And now we became strangers and our lives both turned around 180°

I who had never been to the prison became a little confused about which way to go. But, fortunately there were some people who also seemed to be about to swipe at someone. They seem to be carrying a few packets of food. I followed them in through the gate.

Turns out we had to take the number in line, then register ourselves. After that give information who will be visited, then will be called to be invited in according to the queue number.

"Who do you want to see, Mother?" Ask a mother who is wearing a big headscarf.

"You look at Mom's friend." My reply.

"I'd like to see my son in prison for two months." Said the mother telling me without me asking her. "My son was convicted of taking firewood on land he said belonged to a company. Whereas since long ago we have depended on living by taking wood or twigs as firewood in the land. But I can do what Mama. I am just a poor farm worker who to eat still have to work on people's land. Where there's money to pay the lawyer." Said the Mother.

Really, it's sad to hear his words. In view of the look on his face and skin, the mother seemed to be a hard worker. I unhesitatingly stroked the back of Mom's hand.

"Patience to you, Mom." My speech.

"I have accepted everything. Although I have to support my two children who are now in high school. My son in prison is probably the same age. He's the backbone of the family. And after he's in prison our lives get harder. But I give it back again. These are all the tests God has given me to be a more patient man." Said the mother with teary eyes.

Before long the queue number was called. He also came in with a black crackle bag. I wonder what the contents of the black crackle are. Did he bring good food for his son to remember as he told me, that he lived a hard life.

My turn number is called. My back was given a stamp or stamp, as a sign that I was a visitor. Then the luggage is examined carefully by the Field Officer. Not only that, even my body did not escape the examination. Special men will be checked by male Officers as well. And special female visitors will be checked by the Women's Office Officer in a special room.

After a fairly tight examination was over, then I passed through a special room again guarded by Field Officers, only then could I meet the person who wanted to be besuk. Before meeting with the person we are looking at, the field officer will announce or call the name of the person visited using a loudspeaker.

It turns out that in the special area where the meeting between inmates and families who visit has been a lot. A lot of it looks like a market. Some are joking, telling stories, and some are friendly but still polite. They seem to be husband and wife who rarely meet. So I understood it and I tried to turn my face away from seeing their affection.

"How are you?" Ask Arnold.

"I didn't come here to make small talk." My reply. "I want to hear an explanation from you." Continue me.

"I see you're getting healthier. And, you look happy too. I'm happy for you." Arnold.

I took a long breath. To be honest, I don't want to mince words with him. I just wanted to find out what reason made him give back Arista's company to me. Yesterday Merry told me over the phone, 'you should be happy that your company can come back. Why else would you meet that man.'

And I can only answer, 'I want to know why. That's all.'

"alright. Now I'm going to say that I decided to give you back the company because you're the one who deserves it all. You are the original owner. If I don't give it back to you, the company could be bankrupt."

"What about Viona? What about the child she's carrying?"

"I have savings for him."

"All right, it's up to you." I don't want to argue with him anymore.

"I'm sorry, because it's been bothering you all along. For Viona, you don't have to think about it. I met him yesterday and told him everything. I think he understands and he's definitely not going to trouble you anymore. Alright. I think that's all we can talk about. I'm going to go back in. Blessed is Velicia Arista." Arnold said and left me alone.

The parcel I had brought for her, I forgot to give it to her. I only brought him food, bread and other snacks.

I let out a long sigh thinking about what this food would be. When I was confused and looked around. My gaze focused on the Mothers who had been chatting with me before entering this room. I stood up and walked over to him. It turned out that the mother's son was indeed quite young, and seemed to be the same age as me.

The two of them looked up as I stood closer to them. However, I was actually more focused on the black package that was in front of the man. There is a small bushel with rice and side dishes that is only salted fish and cassava leaf vegetables. Suddenly I was full, and almost my tears were dripping. I had seen from a distance that the man looked so greedy eating the food with a bright face.

"Ehh Ma'am. It's over, look at his friend. This is my son, his name is Ridho." Said the mother who suddenly spread my daydream.

I just nodded politely towards the man in tanned skin.

"Mmmm Mom, sorry before. Here I have a little snack for Mom's son." Said me while handing over the white crackle bag with the logo of a minimarket.

With a sumringah Mother accepted what I gave and saw the contents. Both eyes sparkled looking at the contents of the plastic bag I gave them.

"Thank you Ma'am...." She looked like she was asking my name.

"Velic." My speech.

Seeing the mother smile, I felt so happy.

"Mom, just take it home for my sisters. They must be happy." Ridho.

"No need, son. You need it more."

"Everything for me. Later for Mas's sisters I will give you another." My speech.

After a long conversation, my mother and I finally got out. And like I said, I wanted to take the mother out shopping. But Dara called and asked me to come to the office immediately. I finally pulled over at an ATM on the side of the road and took some money and gave it to the mother.

"This is for Mom. Sorry I didn't bring you shopping."

"No, kid, this is too much. I can't take it."

"I'm sincere Ma'am. Next time I'll play at Mom's. Greetings to the children." I said after dropping the mother off right by the road to her house.

I did not move as the mother ran towards her house which was clearly visible from the roadside. Two teenage girls were running towards the mother who looked excited. It turns out that their house is indeed an uninhabitable house.

'Oh my God....'

I should be very grateful for the life God gave me. Ever since I saw her and her family, my heart has been moved to do more good for others. I am sure my husband will support me.

Seriate....