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Dean
She used to be very jolly. Laughing like I have no burden. Her hair was beautiful, always long unraveling, occasionally fluttering in the wind. Recalling those times, evaporating the long-buried longing.
But now, he is different. A smile was never seen from the beginning, until now. Like a body loses its whole soul. His eyes are always empty. I don't know, drifting where.
Wanting, eager to stop his steps now. Then, tell him to turn around. Told her that there was a man behind her who was ready to accept all her pain.
Until, the words came out of his lips.
“I want visa.”
There's a feeling of joy, happiness, pleasure. Whether she chooses a divorce or not, the greatest hope is just wanting her to be happy. Do what he likes without hurting himself and others.
“OK, we're in the hospital now!”
Just answering, Dania came with a bag of ice cubes. The time is right, to gas and deliver him a visa.
“Compress first, Ra.” Dania coiled the ice cubes into a pile of several pieces of tissue.
“Nak. I want a visa!”
Zahra's words certainly make us all surprised. So did Dania, her old school friend.
“Udah sure, Ra? You're going to win Abram?”
Zahra was seen shaking slowly, then bowed and took a deep breath. “In case, if he doesn't want to divorce me.”
“But it's not that easy. You need to report to the authorities first. Only those who can issue a referral letter to Visa.”
“That's true ... Dean?”
“Iya. We need to make a report, that you have KDRT. After that, the new police acted with visum.”
Zahra pulled the end of her sleeve. It was as if hiding the grip of Abram's powerful hand. “In that case, we go to the police station first.”
It was a long and exhausting day. I was tired, but when I heard him say that. It was as if there were flames burning, igniting, burning, but not scorching him.
“There can we help you with, Brother?” ask one of the uniformed members sitting in the reception section.
“You make a report. Case KDRt.”
“Let's go there, Mas. Straight, turn left.”
“Good afternoon Sir.”
“Good afternoon.”
“We want to make a report.”
Everything requires such a long process. So is the process of the decisions he has made. Zahra began to recount every incident she experienced today. Hand grip also slap.
“I want a divorce, but she doesn't want.”
The police seemed to doubt. Perhaps, the violence that Zahra experienced was too little, and it was only natural once. Our move this time, might be too sudden.
“Begini, Mom. Maybe my husband is in a state of caliphate. How good ...”
Brak!
Zahra hit the table pretty hard. Make everyone look at him. “Khilaf, Sir?”
Wow, he's going to be emotional again.
“Clam down, Mee.”
“Any act of violence, be it conscious or not. In a state of anger or khilaf, everything can not be justified. The law has also set about the KDRT. Violence is not allowed even once."
“Sorry, who are you?”
“Dean Alfian, attorney Ms. Zahra Ameera.”
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