A LIFETIME BEHIND THE BARS OF PRISON

A LIFETIME BEHIND THE BARS OF PRISON
episode 6



I hugged my daughter tightly, my anxiety as a mother was powerless to stem the tears streaming down my cheeks, I never imagined anything bad would happen to them.


"Mother, Mother ..," Halimah continued to cry hugging me, her long black hair breaking and leaving the wind blowing in that afternoon.


"What's going on, son. Where's hijab?" I held both of my daughter's cheeks soaked in tears.


"They took it by force, Mother."


"Who?" I asked worriedly and curiously.


"I don't know, three women wearing masks." Still holding my hand tightly, Halimah responded to my question.


"Are they violent?" Randi also asked.


Halimah was silent for a moment and after that shook her head, I was very relieved after knowing my son was fine even though they opened his hijab, but somehow Halimah hid something, he was like depressed answering Randi's question.


Halima who realized there was a man, immediately silently lowered her head, she looked embarrassed her hair looks.


Arya reads Halimah's unscathed shame, immediately opens her shirt and gives it to Halimah, and now she's wearing only a singlet shirt.


"Here, cover your hair, Halima." Arya gave her shirt to Halimah. Without thinking for a long time, Halimah immediately accepted Arya's offer, she covered her head with the shirt Arya gave her.


"Let's make a report to my office first, Mother."


Hearing Randi's words, Halimah immediately replied, "Mother, no need, I'm ashamed to be seen like this."


I understand Halimah's intentions, she's not used to going out without hijab, I also have to be quick to see Rani, I don't want anything bad to happen to Rani.


I decided to go home, Arya drove us and accompanied Randi with his motorbike from behind, my anxiety is not over, my other daughter is also in trouble.


Arriving home, I saw Bu Arun and her husband sitting in the living room, Anisa accompanied Rani in the room, Rani was bedridden with her legs tied up, occasionally she was giving and laughing calling Mr. Slamet.


"Sir Slamet! Mr Slamet! Ha ha ha."


Rani kept saying Mr. Slamet's name, I was confused why he was suddenly like this.


"Thank God that Miss Rina has come home, it seems like Rani was getting sucked, from earlier she laughed while calling Mr. Slamet." Ms. Arun approached me when I was stunned to see Rani tied up in bed.


"Sorry, Miss Rina. We had to tie Rani up, she tried to run away, we were afraid something bad was happening." Arun added it.


"It's okay, sir. Thank you, I'm confused why Rani is like this, this has never happened before." I approached Rani and stroked her head.


"Mother, I want Mr. Slamet, Mommy ... Ha ha ha ha."


Astagfirullah'alazim, I couldn't feel like seeing Rani like this, my heart was sliced, I used to have anything I could pass with my husband, but since my husband was gone, I had to endure this myself, I had to be strong! I must be strong!


While Arya and Randi also witnessed the strangeness that happened to Rani, Anisa hugged my arm tightly, she was very worried to see her sister.


"We should call a smart person, Mother's child is like being sucked." Randi also responded to what he saw.


"Yes, you're right, son," continued Ms. Arun.


Smart guy? For witchcraft? I do not understand this problem at all, for me Islamic medicine is only rukiyah, is not shirk if I call smart people.


For a moment I thought, I was worried about Rani, but I was also afraid of the sin of shirk. Oh Allah .. Give me a hint.


"Mother, let's call Mr. Ustad, I've heard that he can possess people."


Hearing Halimah's words, I strongly agreed, I believe my daughter is fine after being rukiyah. Arya looked at Halimah with amazed eyes after hearing Halimah's idea.


"If that's also a good idea, I'll call Ustad who we used to study with, ma'am."


Thank God, Ms. Arun also gave the same idea, I had felt bad if she was offended if I did not agree with shamanism.


I also don't want Randi to be offended, however he has helped me today. And he replied with a foyer smile glancing at my daughter Halimah.


Rani was possessed by the Ustad we called. Various verses of the Qur'an were recited, sitting on a mat, we watched Rani in the rukiyah until she coughed and vomited, I sat next to Rani holding her hand, he occasionally screams holding his head as the verses of the Qur'an are recited.


"Mother, Mother, I'm tired," Rani said after she vomited a lot.


I took her to her room and let her sleep.


"Thank you, Ustad, Rani's like better now."


"If it happens like this, don't forget to read the verses of the Qur'an, ma'am." After saying, Ustad left my house.


I feel relieved, Rani has looked better, today I am very grateful, God still protects my daughters, I am sure, by pleading with sincerity and resignation because of God, there must be a way for me. Allah is merciful and merciful.


Arya and Randi were still sitting in the living room with me, Halimah served warm tea and sat down next to me.


"It's best tomorrow to make a report for the culprit to be arrested, Mother." Said Randi serambi drinking tea.


"I agree, let the culprit not repeat." Arya also speaks.


"Tomorrow we'll go report, please help us tomorrow, Randi boy," I agree to Randi and Arya's proposal.


Halima was just silent, she did not make any suggestions at all, it seemed like she was thinking.


"Don't! I'm fine, please don't prolong this matter, I beg Mother."


Halimah's words and reactions astonished me, she seemed to be hiding something, was my son being depressed? I also did not see any violence against Halimah, only her hijab did not cover her head, I don't know what all this meant.


"If anyone threatens you, you better tell me, Halimah. Or the man will continue to do bad to you." Randi also seems to be able to read the face of Halimah.


Arya just stared at Halimah which I did not understand the meaning of her gaze.


"We'll excuse you. If there's anything you and Halimah call me, I'm ready to help whenever you need." It seems Arya is very worried about Halimah.


Arya is a good young man, if Halimah is with him, maybe my son will be safe, but it seems Halimah has not shown the same interest of any man.


After they left my house, I started to approach Halimah, somehow my heart felt that there was something Halimah was hiding, she was acting differently than usual.


"Son, what's going on? Be honest with Mother." I clasped his hand tightly.


Halima cried, she immediately hugged me and said "They took pictures of me wearing only underwear, Mother"


My body feels weak to hear the confession of my daughter, my son threatened, from their words, Halimah should not approach Arya if her picture does not want to spread, Astagfirullah'alazim.


I stroked Halimah's back in my arms, trying my hardest. Who are they to do this to my daughter? Three girls and wearing masks?


Tonight it was very difficult for my eyes to close, I still think about what Halimah experienced. Do I have to tell Arya the truth? Or am I asking Arya to stay away from my daughter? Will the matter be resolved if I report?. What am I supposed to do?


With a feeling of confusion, I stepped out of the room wanting to go to the bathroom, maybe with a little quiet heart prayer and there was a way with the problem my daughter was having.


I had not been able to go to the bathroom located near the kitchen, my steps stopped I saw someone wearing a head covering standing in front of Halimah's room. I was very surprised, from where this person came in, when all the doors I had locked, and the middle room lights I had also turned off.


I went back to my room slowly, I must not be afraid, it is very dangerous if that person manages to enter my daughter's room. Without thinking much, I immediately took out the fruit knife located on the room table and stepped out.


That guy tried to open the door to my daughter's locked room. Gathering the courage to keep my daughter safe, I managed to stab the intruder's arm with a knife in my hand.


"Agdhh!" He was in pain, blood was flowing from his arm, he was looking at me, I turned on the light immediately to see it clearly.


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