Holy Prison

PS2. 32 - First Meeting with Farha

The next day Mas Faiz and I went to Ilham's house. Ah, I just call Linda, I'm really sad to say my best friend's name. I really miss the Inspiration. The house is the same as it was 4 years ago.

After the gate was opened, our car went into Linda's yard. Mas Faizpun parked the car. After he finished, instead of going out, Mas Faiz was silent, his eyes turning towards Linda's house.

As soon as I understood, he missed Inspiration as much as I did.

“You missed Inspiration, Mas?” my many.

Mas Faiz turned to me, then smiled sadly. I rubbed his shoulder. “Come, out, Mas.” I said.

Mas Faiz nodded. We got out of the car. There Aunt Yeni and Om Adi (Old Linda) greeted us very kindly. We were brought into the house. Linda who knew my arrival immediately ran up to me and immediately invited me in as well cheerfully.

Now, Mas Faiz is chatting with Linda's father. I'm sitting next to Aunt Yeni. Linda went to make me a drink.

“A long time ago we did not meet ya, Nak.” said Om Adi to Mas Faiz.

“Iya, Om. It's been a long time. Aaron where ya, Om?” ask Mas Faiz.

“There, soon also he went down.” said Om Adi.

PRANGS!!!

Me, Mas Faiz and Linda's parents were immediately shocked to hear the noise.

“Go!” someone's voice.

Farha Voice. I know the owner of that voice.

Aunt Yeni and Om Adi hurriedly went up to the second floor approaching the sound coming from Aaron's room. Mas Faiz and I followed from behind.

“Please, Far. Don't be like this!” aaron to Farha. While blocking Farha's wrist.

This time Farha did not wear a veil. Mas Faiz I'm not allowed in.

“Yes Allah, Son. What else is there really. Why do you keep taking every business day?” exclamation Om Adi.

“Let go of me!” exciting Farha. “I wouldn't touch a killer like you!” exciting Farha.

Now the eyes of Om Adi and Aunt Yeni look very sad to hear the words that come out of Farha's lips.

“Farha..” I said, trying to get closer.

“Mbak Nindy?” ask Farha.

I nodded, “Iya, Farha it's me.” I said.

Everyone is silent. Seeing Farha calmly looking at me, Aaron hurriedly released his hand on Farha's wrist. I also took a pashmina veil that happened to be on the bed and I put it on Farha. I took her to the back garden of Linda's house. Looking for a quiet place so that I can talk more freely with Farha.

Again, everyone just kept quiet. Only the sound of sighs of relief could I hear from my back. At the back of the house we sat on the bench that was there.

“How are you?” I asked Farha.

“Bad.” replied Farha.

“I miss you so much.” I said.

I hugged Farha. She was crying in my arms. “Bring me away from here, Ma'am. I beg you, take me away from this house.” he said.

I rubbed his shoulders, trying to calm Farha down. “Why you? Why are you like this, Far?” my many.

“I can't stand it, Ma'am. Every time I see Mas Aaron's face, my father's shadow appears. How could I be his daughter, after what Mas Aaron did instead marry him.” said Farha. She was crying so hard.

I pushed Farha's back. “Far, the life or death of a person is the power of God.” I said.

“If Mas Aaron did not hit Father, My Father is still alive, Ma'am!” exciting Farha.

“Maybe this is the destiny outlined by God, Far.” I said.

Farha seemed a little receptive to my words. I almost exhale when someone not present among us interrupts our show.

“You can talk like that because you don't know how it feels, Nin!” exclaim someone, the voice of Ulfa.

I'm turning. And sure enough, there I found Brother Ulfa walking towards me. I looked towards Farha. Farha's face that had melted was now tense again. I stared at my brother sharply. He's really mean.

“No, Farha. Listen to me, I really understand what you feel.” I haven't had time to finish my words, Brother Ulfa re-cut.

“Don't you make peace with your husbandYour father in heaven will cry, Far?” ask Ulfa.

“You are right Mbak.” Farha told Kak Ulfa.

“Wait, Farha! Don't listen to my brother's words! Brother, please don't be like this!” myrag.

“You, come home to my house, Farha. Don't let you just be here and continue to batin.” said Brother Ulfa.

“Can I go with you, Ma'am?” ask Farha.

Brother Ulfa nodded. I shook my head. “No, Brother. Farha will stay here with her husband!” myrag.

“Yes, you can't go anywhere Farha!” exclaim Linda.

I looked around, finding Linda beside me. I'm really embarrassed and unwell to Linda. Because the words of Brother Ulfa that sounded are provoking.

“Of course you can. As your sa-ha-bat, I certainly do not want to see you suffer here with your father's killer.” said Ulfa.

“Is that so? Thank you very much, Ms Ulfa.” said Farha while hugging Kak Ulfa.

Linda and I stayed quiet on the spot. Shortly thereafter, Aunt Yeni came between us. He stared at the confused, tension between us. Seeing Aunt Yeni coming, Farhapun let go of his embrace on Sister Ulfa, then her face back tense.

“You go first get ready in the room, I will talk to Aunt Yeni.” said Ulfa.

Farhapun went to his room leaving us without excuse.

The deg!

I doubted what I saw. Farha looks like she's not Farha. The usually so polite Farha could act unconcerned like that. It looks like the wound is deep. This is not the usual Farha.

“Prepared?” ask Aunt Yeni to ask.

“Tante, I am permission to bring Farha to stay at my house some time.” said Kak Ulfa.

“Cannot. I don't give anyone permission to take my wife away from this house!” exclaim Aaron.

“Ron, I just meant well. Look at your wife, she's fucked up like that, she just needs some time to heal her wound.” said Ulfa, trying to convince Aaron.

“Don't, Ron. Don't let Farha go.” I said.

“You're really a good friend. Until you let your best friend continue to fall.” said Kak Ulfa to me.

“But, actually Mama agreed on Nak Ulfa, Ron. Who knows with a few days outside, Farha became available.” Mama said.

Aaron seemed to think about Aunt Yeni's words, then he nodded. I'm shaking.

“Alright, Ma..” says Aaron.

“Farha, let's stay with me just don't be with Sister Ulfa.” I said.

“Indeed, why Nak Ulfa?” ask Aunt Yeni.

I can't say that Ulfa's brother is bad because I have no proof and I can't vilify my own brother in front of everyone. If only I could choose, I would rather fight with others than fight with my own brother. Although it is much better if you do not fight with anyone.

“E.. anu..” I said trying to think of a convincing answer.

Sister Ulfa smiled sinisterly seeing me unable to answer.

“Because I am Farha's best friend, Aunt.” I said.

“Same my name, Aunt. Wouldn't coming with me Farha would stay in my house and Nindy could also continue to meet her? After all we are brothers.” said Kak Ulfa.

Aunt Yeni nodded. And everyone agreed that Farha would go with Sister Ulfa.

“We ask Farha first. He wants to choose to come with Ulfa or Nindy.” Aaron said.

Shortly after, Farhapun came.

“Come, Mbak Ulfa.” said Farha, directly walking past us without saying goodbye.

“Where is your manners?” aron was upset.

“Patience, Nak.” said Aunt Yeni told Aaron.

“We excuse you first, Assalamualaikum.” said Brother Ulfa.

“Waalaikumsalam wa rahatulli wa barakatuh.” we all answer greetings Kak Ulfa.