Destiny Nafizah

Letter from Mommy.

The door will be closed by the owner but I can hold it and force it inside.

A woman who still easily sits in the corner of the room and always says, "Not you Miss, but she, sorry."

''I am a friend of Nafizah If there is anything in Miss Indah please tell me!''

(Pov Nafizha)

The night had come I had just sent a love letter to the creator of the universe with prayers and prayers and condolences that I had sent to God, my Lord. I saw some of the cell dwellers were asleep in their sleep I was still awake. In the heat of my night, take out a piece of birthday paper given by the beloved Mami.

(Dear, happy birthday to you. May what Mommy gives you a little happiness. Sorry I never gave you a smile. On this birthday Mami hopes, today is the beginning of our efforts to get justice. Here Mami also tries to make you come out baby, be patient and always pray for a more beautiful day. Mom's love is always for you.)

Kirara the girl had already fallen asleep next to me she was the first to believe that I was innocent many people were judging me but she was looking at me gently.

As a prisoner there was nothing I could do but pray. Still I remember the first time I was put into this cell all these inhabitants passed me on as a celebration or a welcome for new prisoners.

I just smiled when it happened to me because I couldn't cry.

This girl next to me came up to me and asked, 'Your hijab is all wet, can it still be used for prayer?'' I gasped and replied, ''God must know how I am.''

When the night always remembers sad things. That's why maybe I want to fall asleep from my sleep so that tomorrow morning I can work again. I finally fell asleep too.

I always woke up when the sound of iron punch chimed according to the clock at that time then when the iron saved one time I woke up and I fell asleep again. Up to three times I was awake again and could not fall asleep again.

I prayed night prayers and prayed to God I chanted prayer temples to ask for protection and immediately separated from this place.

After that, I read the Qur'an, I chanted until dawn and performed the dawn prayer, then waited for the prison cell to be opened.

at exactly 07:00 the prison cell opened and they started breakfast . They'll be in line to get food. I would rather wait than push. After all taking food, I just picked it up, sometimes not getting any parts at all, or just getting rice.

If I haven't taken my food then Kirara will take my food for me

"What are you doing there, Nai? Your rice and side dishes will not come alone" Kirara said.

I smiled at him sitting on the prisoner's dining table, and sat down next to Kirara. ''Is it all yours? Or the one with no master?'' ask him

"This one is yours and this one is mine" Kirara said as she placed the plate in front of my desk.

We will get a rice cadong or rice pero and some simple side dishes tempe and fried tofu lalapan and sambal.

After we had breakfast, it was time for this apple under a large field and lined up neatly to get counseling, among others, anti-drugs, criminal acts and others

When the morning apple is finished, then we are obliged to clean the surrounding environment. Sweeping, cleaning the toilet and sewers, it must be done every morning until it is finished.

After that we will rest waiting for lunch hour how much time spent talking with friends with cells or different cells.

I don't talk much just sit around and watch them tell each other stories.

I have nothing but Kirara. The case is almost the same as my attempted murder the difference he actually did to stepfather because he was forced by his sister.

Suddenly sleeping on my lap, "Are you daydreaming again?" ask me.

"Do I look dreamy?" I asked Kirara.

Kirara nodded, and I laughed.

"You're beautiful when you're laughing.''

"You too whatever lunch will arrive, Kirara who first took food no one dared to disturb him, because she is the girl who most feared in prison, despite being the talk for them.''

Kirara had already brought two rice dishes full of side dishes placed on the front desk of my seat. We also eat quietly.

While looking at the chaos of food intake, among the inhabitants of the toilet.

This sometimes happens between fellow prisoners who do not want to budge, sometimes want to be fast or more advance and do not want to queue, making each other jostle push and push and fall. Some have already picked up and ended up falling pushed by friends themselves.

After lunch there are still many activities for the members of the prison as an effort to provide training to get out of the field can be self-employed.

Not only me and Kirara but also the others took this training.

I prefer farming activities

with hydroponic plants, planting feels can treat my heart injury by looking at plants that thrive.

SERIATE....