I Killed the Actor With My Husband

Episode 4

The time continues to roll quickly did not feel it had entered the sixth month in the stage of the trial process and this is the last hearing.the judges will determine the punishment for me. I cry in silence The destruction has begun I breathe but this body is dead.

"Remove your tears and calm yourself there's no point in you crying." jolting Mr. Arkan makes me surprised he's the only one who cares about me.

Arkan Mahendra, the police are easily authoritative and have a cold attitude but behind his cold attitude, Pak Arkan is a person who cares for others and does not look at feathers.

"I told you never to cry" he continued, throwing a tissue at me.

I grabbed a tissue and then turned to look into his eyes intensely, The cold-faced man with the hardened jaw looked back at me sharply.

"You're crying over your abusive husband?" should I kill him?"

"What!"

"She's still alive you don't have to cry."

"So, Mas Rifan is still alive?"

"Yes your husband is still alive thank God, at least you didn't get the death penalty.

Hearing Mr. Arkan's words shocked me so Mas Rifan was alive.The last thing I know they took him to the hospital after never knowing again. but if he's still alive, Mas Rifan should also be at this trial and why only his parents were present.

My head got dizzy thinking about it.

Now is the time to enter the courtroom after passing the debate drama finally the Judges decided the punishment for me.

In accordance with the provisions of Article 340 of the Criminal Code, the perpetrators of premeditated murder are given the threat of the toughest sentence, namely in the form of a criminal life imprisonment of 20 years.

Our trial is closed.

Tok .. tok .. tok ... hammer was also tapped. The police re-bargoled my hand and took me into new custody, even though I was ready to receive my sentence, but this shook me a little.

The days went by and I spent my days in detention. Ms. Sarti, the beakbaya woman, she smiled, stroked my hair gently, her treatment of me made me miss the figure of Mother, Tears just like that, without any excuse.

"Patiently yes, you must be free from here and we'll be fine." she calmed me by tears.

"Do you have a family?" I asked Miss Sarti.

"Yes I have a family usually every two weeks they will come to see me.

At least Miss Sarti is still better than me. Life is too bitter Mas Rifan is not she coming? if she's alive she should have come to divorce me. Then Mirna, where the child has been for months Mirna has never visited, only Mr. Arkan who often appears to buy my needs that man's treatment is very sweet.

"Hey, you're quick to massage my feet!" she is again a troublemaker here they call her a troublemaker because this woman always makes a tantrum.

"Please don't bother him." Ms. Sarti defended me.

"Old woman don't interfere!"

"I won't interfere if you don't bother him. Let him rest in peace and do not rule as we are not your slaves here!"

Plaque...!

One hard slap landed on Ms Sarti's face, the woman slapped her hard I was flabbergasted to see Ms Sarti slumped to the side as soon as I saw her frail body helping her stand up.

"What the fuck! why did you slap Sarti's mom!" my sergeant won't take it.

"That's the consequence if you dare to fight me."

"Basic women on-"

"Rindi Atika Putri, someone is waiting for you in the big room." The guard called me.

Stop the argument with the troublemaker and go to the big room upon arrival there.

"Myrna!"

"Rindi."

I hugged her for almost a year Mirna didn't meet me impatiently wanting to ask her a question, a question that kept running through my mind making it hard for my eyes to shut.

"How are you doing you all right?" Mirna asked me after taking off the hug.

"Yes I'm fine, how are you and why are you just now seeing me?"

"Sorry Rin, but I'm too busy so I didn't have time to come here.

"It doesn't matter, but there are a lot of things I want to ask you."

"Mas Rifan, is he really alive?"

"M-mas Rifan why are you asking?" mirna answered nervously her face was a little different.'

"I-I don't know about Mas Rifan!" continued again.

"lik! impossible if you don't know."

"What do you mean!"

"Someone told me that Mas Rifan was still alive."

"Who told you?"

"The police he told me."

"What!"

"Yes now please be honest Mir...."

"Alright if you know, so I don't have to hide anything from you."

"So she's really alive?"

"Iya Mas Rifan is still alive. had a coma but, he managed to get through his critical period in the hospital for two months.

"And emm Rin, because you already know about Mas Rifan so I want to tell you something."

"Is there something you're keeping from me?"

"Me and Mas Rifan we're getting married."

"What!"

"Yes you know, right? from us to college I've liked Mas Rifan but he chose you."

"Quite Mirna! you know what that guy looks like he's not a good guy for you."

"But I love her, I've been waiting for her for so long."

"Love has made you blind, her status is still valid even my husband are you crazy to marry her."

"I don't care if I'm going to stay married to him, agree or disagree with you we're going to stay married!"

I shook my head in disbelief at what I just heard, even Mirna betrayed me one by one of them betrayed me the world why it was so cruel!"

"Well marry him, but before you get married Mas Rifan should come here to divorce me because I don't want to be tied to anything." My words then passed from before Mirna.

Disillusioned

I rubbed the rough face of the person I once believed to be the one who gave the spirit now also pierced from behind. God still exists in this world of sincere people.

Azan Meandering I immediately took ablution water and then performed the prayer of Ashar.on the prayer prayer prayer I brsimpuh begging for forgiveness to the power of him who gave tests to me repeatedly. crying sighs to her I'm really tired of God why don't you just take my life.

Sarti's voice woke me up. Apparently long time I was asleep on the prayer mat now entering Maghrib time.My swollen eyes showed that I was not okay.

"Let's get up and get some water Wudhu the priest has come and we'll pray together."

"What Imam?"

"yes here there is the Imam too, here we are taught to behave well.

It turns out that not always in detention is bad, unlike in the often-watched movies where inmates are tortured. here also taught the science of hand skills I think my life is only confined in iron bars in fact not, here we are free to move despite being surrounded by a high barrier wall.

The holy verse that the Imam recited was so heart-wrenching. Every verse after verse that came out of his mouth made me feel overwhelmed. Without feeling warm dew pooled in the eye pelupuk. However, as much as I can hold it until my last bow.

I sat without a sound just shoulders shaking up and down.

It's sick! This is because of God's pain, I can't.

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