FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 174 POV HERDILIAN FIRLANDO

Monday, February 7th. A historic day in my life. Like February 12th, it's also historic for me. Because it's my wedding date and Viona's.

The gate of the Penitentiary was open for me to come out of the fold.

Four years and seven months, it's been out of prison. And I am now pure clean, free from all the punishment I have carried out.

Being sickly, outcasts, community garbage.

Lonely, silent, alone.

Got scorn, cynical views and julidan. It was the scariest punishment for me.

Being in jail makes my life peaceful. Far from people's talk. Also far from my uncivilized deeds.

Hhh...

God really punishes me to the earth crust. Not the grave, but I feel like an invisible being.

Hate God for me?

If so, why didn't he take my life like Papa and Lady Navisha?

Why would my life be hung from such a bitter reality?

Treasure.musnah, throne. Woman... I don't know where!

Only alone make lonely and silent friends. Nothing, because everything has become a government confiscation including precious assets Mama.

House, car, apartment, motor, company, all gone.

Ludes is not left here and there.

Mama...! Even my mother now, I don't know the news.

After the final hearing of the verdict of the judge who accused me of five years fine of a sentence, everything changed.

Until I officially became a prisoner of the LAPAS Capital, no one came to see me.

One by one my lawyers left. The friends of the businessman who yesterday docked, scrapped all out of nowhere.

Even the workers, housemaids, drivers and gardeners of Mama's house don't care about me.

Day by day, week by week, month by month, even on a special day like Hari Raya, no one wants to see me in prison.

Cruel fate!

Although I know, all are the result of the seeds that I definitely have.

And I sincerely accept it.

I confessed all my past sins to my Lord. I also confessed to my crimes and received a sentence of confinement against me.

I'm sincere. Just like today, I sincerely walked tens of kilometers to my parents' house first.

I wish there was a little good for me there. Either empathy, or job openings. That's all I need right now, to connect my life after getting out of bui.

It turns out that facing reality is the real punishment of God.

People look at me one eye. Even they seemed to not see me and considered me an invisible creature.

People who know me also reject my presence. Pretending to be in trouble and not willing to help.

I'm rattled. Distraught and anxious, where to go. To meet who.

Viona's parents' house has been sold. So is the house of Widya's aunt whose house is not far from there. Reportedly they moved to the island of Sumatra.

While my belongings, my diplomas, and other important documents are mine, I don't know where I am now. Hold whom. I don't know.

Hhh...

Lemas is already this body. Shaking my knee because I haven't eaten since.

Where am I going now?

Oh my...! I'd rather be a prisoner. Although eating potluck that is often late also sometimes the rice is still half-baked, but still better than my current situation.

Only clothes are attached to the body. Nothing else including cell phones and money.

How can I continue this life?

Up in a small alley, I saw a male student in a blue white uniform. Her body is skinny tiny. Maybe I can ask you for a little money to buy some food.

I pulled his body up to the wall.

"Ma ma... What do you want, Bang?" tanyanya nervous.

"Seek dong money! Bokek. Not eating from morning!" I said make him shiver and poke his pocket and give me his banknotes.

Appreciable. Ten thousand rupiahs. You can buy packaged rice at a simple restaurant even though it can be half.

I walked to find a restaurant. Buy food according to the amount of money I got from the school boy.

The stomach is filled. The energy has recovered. Then, where should I go now.

Down the streets of the frozen and dusty sidewalks of the capital. Just as cold and haughty as the endless traffic of vehicles. Jammed here. The sound of the horn alternately signifies the limit of patience of each rider who dingsungatan chasing time.

Like me, before.

For a while now, I was just walking. With cheap flip-flops that are getting thinned under the sole. And I'm worried about getting out of here because I've been using it for years.

Mama, where are you, Ma? Is it in the government's social parlour, because now Mama's crazy? Or the... Mama actually roam the streets not clear rimbanya? Oh my God, don't punish my mother that cruel God!

Now I'm giving my way of life to God. Where the foot goes. Where self sloughs. I try to understand the world. With all the ability to be imbued and existing thoughts.

My brain is still not thinking clearly. Other than having no money, there was also no place I could go. I just daydreamed all the way alone.

Till...

An open car stopped right in front of me. And down a man, about 40 years old, hastily passed me to the back of a big tree at the end of the sidewalk.

Damn*n! Suwe I am today. Rejected here and there even be given a look at chili ijo peyot!

I was angry and scorned in my heart.

Then look towards the window of the man's car who was throwing away the little haj*t.

By ourselves. There's no kenek.

I rushed up to the back of the car. Pulling a tarp that covers the items it carries.

Hap.

I got in lightning fast into a pile of plastic clothes in that open-top car.

Then the driver who was covering, peed carelessly that also took me away somewhere.

Obviously, this foot is no longer tired of walking. Let me give my life to the Almighty God. Where to take it, and what to do. Whatever!

The car stopped at a large building. And in front of him was planted a large board that read Taman Kanak-Kanak 'RINJANI'.

The driver who opened the tarp was surprised to find me.

He was angry and rebuked me.

"Hey... You want to steal, right? This is school kids sportswear! Even if you steal it for free. Who wants to buy! There you go! Before I report to the police!"

"Sorry, bang! Just nebeng!"

"Nebeng, bells! Alesans! Move you!"

"But! Take me to work, bang! Kernet is okay. As long as I can come with my brother and get some money!" I said try to go low. Who knows, this brother is kind.

"Sont! I also find it hard to make money. Kenekku just got fired because there's no money to pay. You came here asking for a job! Ask it's just as sweet!"

Hhh...

This is how it feels to be a difficult person. His pain was so excruciated and humiliated.

Like exchanging roles it feels like. Remembering my old days. And it's like I'm the driver's big brother.

Hhh... World's spinning. The wheel of life spins. Not always treasures, thrones and women are on your side. Therefore, be aware of yourself!

A heart that pierces my own heart. It made me finally walk away from the open-top car.

The school environment of Taman Kanak-Kanak is so quiet. It's past noon already. And no longer heard the students activity.

I walked around the housing around the Kindergarten school. Looking to the left right, hoping someone would open the high iron fence and accept me even as a gardener or driver.

...❤❤❤BERLINK❤❤❤...