Holy Prison

PS2 71 - Memory Back

I'mawakened. I opened my eyes, the ceiling of the hospital room was again a sight for me. I saw Umi beside me. I opened my eyes.

The shadows have returned. Now I remember everything.

I forced a seat. Umi helped me, and there I saw Mas Faiz and Akbar approaching. My tears are hard. I went out of the hospital room and ran. I am so ashamed of my husband. Shame about what happened to me.

I don't deserve to be next to you, Mas. –my sermon is in my heart.

“An!” mas Faiz.

He seems to be chasing me. I dare not look. I was ashamed and disgusted at my own body.

“An!” yelled Mas Faiz.

He grabbed my body from behind.

“Don't touch me, Mas. My body is dirty.” I said while struggling.

“No, Dear. Forgive me, forgive me. They can't take care of you. Please forgive me for finding you too late. I'm sorry I didn't pick up the phone from you. Mas please, forgive Mas.” said Mas Faiz.

“I'm the guilty one, Mas. I'm the one who left without asking permission. I am a very disobedient wife to her husband. And, I. i.” I can no longer say many things to Mas Faiz. My tears are flowing again.

Mas Faiz flipped my body. I'm down.

“Mas is wrong, An. It's what caused this to happen. Please forgive Mas.” said Mas Faiz.

“I'm ashamed of you, Mas. I feel unworthy to be your wife again, these lips and neck.” I sobbed.

“You are still my wife. You needn't be ashamed. Nothing happened to your lips and neck. Nothing happened.” said Mas Faiz hugging me.

I came back crying in her arms.

“Let's go home, An. Let's forget everything. We go home, right? Mas please.” said Mas Faiz. Mas Faiz's eyes were reddened.

“You're not disgusted with me, Mas?” my many.

“No. Nothing happened. I am not at all disgusted by you. You are Mas's wife. Wife Mas.” says Mas Faiz.

I'm nodding.

“Mas, please forgive Mas. It's all Mas.” error said Mas Faiz.

“No, Mas. It's not wrong anything. I'm the one guilty of going out without permission until all this happens. Forgive me, Mas.” I said.

Mas Faiz touched my cheek and brought his face closer. Suddenly the shadow reappeared. I reflexively pushed my husband to the point where Mas Faiz was stranded.

“I'm sorry, Mas.” I said. “I really can't. That shadow. The shadow..” I continued.

I hugged my knees in fear.

“It's okay, An. I-i understand. Forgive Mas.” said.

I shook my head hoping that Mas Faiz would not immediately apologize to me. Let me apologize to him. Mas Faiz picked me up, and took me to my room.

“I'm afraid.” I said.

“Do not be afraid, An. There is God and there is I who will continue to take care of you.” said Mas Faiz.

***

Mas Faiz kept me company he always assured me that I would be fine. I'm starting to toughen up. Umi and Abahpun continued to be beside me, helping to strengthen me. My return is delayed by 2 days. To this day, the day I could go home, they remained by my side. Mom and Dad came with me too.

This time Mama, Papa, Abah, and Umi are outside the room. Only me and Mas Faiz are here. Because Haidar is in Abah's arms. Abah seemed to love her first grandchild as well as others. It's just that these two days Haidar looks like he wants to continue with Abah instead of Papa. He seemed to miss his grandparents a lot.

Mas Faiz's eyes emitted hatred as I uttered Sister Ulfa's name.

“At the police station.” said Mas Faiz.

“Can I ask you to take me to the police station, Mas?” my many.

“It looks like we don't need to meet those criminals.” said Mas Faiz.

“There I just want to meet him, Mas. Just one time.” I said.

“Alright, tomorrow, deliver.” said Mas Faiz.

***

The next day Mas Faiz took me to the police station where Kak Ulfa and Kak Dimas were. I just want to meet my brother, not Brother Dimas. Now Mas Faiz and I entered the visiting room, where there was a separation between the room in the form of walls and glass

“Nindy! Please tell your husband, please get brother out of here!” exclaimed Brother Ulfa when he saw me coming.

We were just chatting through the glass face to face.

I looked at my brother's face. Now on his face a lot of bruises. I don't know what happened to him in that prison. All I know is that his face shows that my brother is okay.

I just shut up. Just looking at my brother with a flat look.

“Pardon brother, Nindy. My brother admitted that he made a mistake. Brother promised that if you take out brother, brother will not be evil to you anymore.” said Brother Ulfa.

“It feels like you've said that to me many times, brother. Until I no longer know the meaning of the word ‘maaf’ you say. I never know if sorry means sorry to repent or sorry for the intention of going back to wrong.” I said.

I'm rising. “Redeem your mistake inside, Brother. May you always be given health and given a way to repent.” I said. I turned too.

“You will regret it! Wait for my revenge!” exclaim Brother Ulfa.

Ignored him.

“Capital woman!” exclaim Brother Ulfa.

I'm stopping. I was really sad to hear my sister say something similar. She made this happen but she still dared to say that I was a cheap woman.

I'm turning.

“You're the cheap one!” mas Faiz. “I've said, if you dare to touch my wife and child, I will make you regret for life.” said Mas Faiz.

I saw Mas Faiz about to approach Brother Ulfa. I'm holding him.

“I can only pray that those words do not turn towards you.” I said.

I looked at Brother Ulfa with anger. Who is not angry about being said that?

I also went out of the room. I don't care for Sister Ulfa's screams behind me. One tear of my eye fell. Remembering how evil my sister was in that place of confinement and how evil my sister was who said I was a cheap woman. I again felt unworthy near Mas Faiz.

Mas Faiz and I went to the parking lot and got into the car.

“Don't think of his words. Let's just say the wind passes. Let's start over. We forget what has happened.” said Mas Faiz.

I nodded, “However, I do not know until when my body will resist your touch, Mas.” I said.

“Remember when Mas was in the hospital while visiting Marsya in the hospital for the first time?” ask Mas Faiz.

I'm nodding. I certainly still remember it.

“Didn't you say all the things, either trauma or problems we have to face so as not to drag on?” ask Mas Faiz.