
"Udah, sir Just take it, thank God he's in prison for life. Fear of having excessive Nafffssuss disorder and endangering this village girl!" yelled one more.
I nodded, not accepting their words. Although despicable, I am not that low. Where could I have broken a girl with an origin.
Even what I did to Naima was that I was disappointed in her father for not allowing Naima to be close to me.
"Don't worry, sir. My son is a khilaf, but he is not that low" said the father.
I'm sculpting, not knowing what to say. Because whatever comes out of my mouth will be wrong in their eyes.
"Take it with you, sir. I'll fit her innocent face but real prickly hedgehog!" bang Gino's.
Who else stood up for me, all hated me and maybe it will forever be in me.
"Good, Sir. We will process and follow up. Then excuse me!" cut off the cop, then order his men to take me.
"Hu, rasain lo. Edan, we can do that our children can be taught as he njai!" the scorn of the mothers I still hear is clear.
With heavy strides I followed the polluters who were driving me. For a moment I looked at Father who was just looking at me with his cry.
Naima, I don't know where. He doesn't look a bit. I cannot deny, there is still hope in this heart, to be able to see him for a moment with my Son, my flesh and blood that he holds.
"Let's go, you must serve your punishment!" ketus a cop.
I stepped back, which I saw there. All eyes looked in disdain at me and it was my karma.
Arriving at the car that was about to take me, someone's voice suddenly stopped us.
"Take him off, sir. My son needs his father!"
"Tell...!" weak say.
"Mas, I'm so disappointed even hurt. I can't believe you did this. Love darkens your eyes, and you admit it. But, Nai thought about the consequences if you left. Look at our son! until now I haven't given him a name, do you know, Mas?" tanyanya, looking me fixed eyes.
I shook my head not understanding, not understanding the meaning of his words.
"Because I want his father to come and confess, then be willing to name him so that when someone calls him people will have no trouble if he has a name," he said, further hitting my feelings.
"Nai, I'm sorry," I said, sighing with a heavy sigh.
"I don't need to apologize, Mom. But I need you," he said. "Sir, please let him go. Let's settle it family." Naima pleads.
"Nai, what are you doing?" Mr. Bhakti seems to disagree.
"Think carefully, deck?" bang Gino's Advice.
Bang Rohman ran over and stood beside Naima with questioning eyes.
"Nai, you're asking him to be released. I'm willing to be the father of your son, Nai. Believe me, my love is greater than her." Bang Rohman was convinced.
Naima shook her head, paused her lips while wiping the wet tears on her cheeks.
"I'm sorry Naima, Mas. My son needs his real father more. Because after all, as bad as his father. It won't change everything. That, their blood became one," Naima replied to me.
"Tell...!" mr. Bhakti shouted, but Naima's mother was seen to be preventing him.