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The Inner torment of Vina her mother Monik

In the dimly lit hotel room Joan and Liza look at each other. Liza looked at him with all her desire to make love. I want to be with this young man every day.

Another thing Lisa thought was in Joan's mind. Ah I, I did it for the mother of the girl I liked. You turned out to be an actor. Money from a man's husband then you scatter buy my body for your satisfaction. Woe to all women like you..."

"Jo.." melodious as usual Lisa's voice in Joan's ear, and her arms embrace the spoiled shoulders of the young man who always just makes want to dream.

"Yes, "Jo is thinking about the camera that is attached in the 'on' position in the left corner, meaning that the position of himself is sideways, visible on the camera only the side of the body and back. But not for Lisa. The woman obviously killed him.

"Do you want to keep going, do not you want to go out to live a normal life to have a wife like that?" Lisa began to draw her face closer to Joan's.

"Yes, it must be.." - Joan's words.

"When are we pisa?" Lisa began to sulk, "Or can we still meet in silence? Already have a lover?" Lisa's questions, and Joan doesn't want to serve the question undercover of that particular purpose. He wanted to immediately end the dirty game that he never denied, even though trapped and forced himself would later receive punishment on the day of his death. That is what he wants to avoid, repent not to repeat, ask forgiveness to the All-Knowing, and Give him life.

Indira smiles as Joan comes to her workplace, with a photo of Lisa's bed scene with her. The photo was made when Lisa hugged Joan who was turned back on the camera, in their state of one blanket. Lisa's face was clear. There are two versions. The only time Lisa stroked Joan's hair, she also turned her back to the camera.

"Thank you, yes, Jo, "for Indira this photo is enough to make her husband return to his household, "Oh yes your cut is done, Bachelor of Law?"

"Lisa's the last one..."

"You mean?" Indira's interested.

"I want to end this work, "

"Oh that's good, "it's not fun Indira heard that.

"It has been quite wicked and sin has smeared my body, Ms. Indira, whatever the reason for Allah's punishment I must have received, and I am sure the girl I love must have rejected the stain that was on me, "

Indira looked up at Joan who seemed troubled by the look on her face. Unmisjudging. From the first time I saw this young man in a hotel room, there was a hunch that Joan was a good young man. But he felt it was not time to give him advice so as not to become a losing young man. He would slowly approach Joan to resuscitate the young man. But, apparently Joan came with her noble intentions, keeping her away from the motions.

"God knows, may we be the wrong way to get forgiveness, Jo..."

"Aamiin..."

"The problem is that the girl you love must be chosen who is airy to accept your past..."

.."Is anyone still willing to accept someone as dirty as me, ma'am?"

"Depending on the person of the girl, if she loves you very much, and the reason you're stuck in a black stain can be accepted, or because you really repent, yes, maybe she can accept?"

Joan was silent.

"Or is there another alternative that you might keep it secret?"

Joan breathed. Maybe I kept it a secret, while the girl I was expecting was your daughter Rinda, Ms. Indira, she complained.

"But usually we are always restless and feel guilty if hiding our past to a partner. But we should keep our disgrace as weap as possible, " said Indira because it is better for someone to not spread his own disgrace to others.

"Joe..."

"Yes, Mom..."

"If you ask me?"

"That disgrace thing, ma'am?" Joan looked lethargic.

"Sorry you already know if you can still ask?" Indira is also not pushy if Joan does not want to continue the conversation about her life."But it's okay if the conversation gets here, "he continued not to make the young man go awry.

"Did you please, ma'am it's okay, maybe Indira's mother can give me a solution." said Joan hunt and throw away the sluggishness that has plagued her since yesterday Siril began his "work schedule'

"How is the story until you are in the community that you will leave behind...?" First question from Indira.

"My father was murdered when I was about fifteen years old." Joan looked sad, then told the tragic story of her family.

"Oh I'm sorry to have made you remember that sad story, Jo, "really Indira did not expect the young man to have a sad childhood.

"I agree to aunt Siril's request to obey and according to her orders as long as they are schooled and protected from kidnappers. And after I passed the es em u, I was lectured with the note of having to be willing to serve her community, "silent Joan, looking sad, "Forced, Mom, because I was while looking for my sister and Mama, because I was looking for my sister and my mother, and sorry I did that with stimulants, because otherwise I'm disgusted.." bowed Joan.

Indira nodded her head nodding and was moved by Joan's way of life.

"I know it's not young for aunt Siril to let me go, the risk is my life.." What Joan said doesn't exist. But real. Siril and her elderly husband had several body guards. Or it could have been Siril came to the kidnapper first, because at that time Siril had talked to his kidnapper when he hid under the back seat of the woman's car.

"Oh I don't see, "that was Siril's answer when the kidnapper himself asked.

"Then it's my phone number if you might see it, "and the kidnapper gave me his number. And Siril kept the number of his kidnapper.

Hearing all that Indira increasingly worried about Joan's safety. But if not reckless then forever will be under the command of the parable that enslaves her as a female lustful woman who deposits money for the sake of lust is released.

"Where there are good intentions there is a way.." murmured Joan. He could no longer remain silent. Her mother and sister are her top priorities. As a scholar at least he can bear the lives of his mother and sister even in simplicity.

"I pray for you, Jo, "really Indira was deeply moved and saluted to the determination of the young man in front of her.

"My mother Indira said goodbye, and this..." Joan pulled out an envelope placed on the table.

"What is this, Jo?"

"Mom doesn't have to pay me..."

"Jo, take my sincere mother, really..." Indira insisted that the ten million given to Jo that night be received by the young man.

"Sorry Mom I can't accept the money, after all women are not quite right like Lisa does need to be made a hatchet," and Jo's words are not wrong, too, because last night offered him a house and a car if only the young man would marry him.

"The old man who married me betih had his wife, Jo, let him go back to his wife after all his property moved to me.." so Lisa said, "Maybe I'm satisfied with that man, she was almost thirty years above me.." and Joan was getting mad at her.

Joan left the living room in Indira's study in view of the woman.

"Hopefully you're okay, Jo, and can meet your mom and sister..."

\*

Sudibyo and Herman and two of Herman's men are in talks. Really they did not know that Vina had put a recording device behind a display attached to the wall, so that what they planned all could be known Vina.

"The Varel is untraceable, yes..." Sudibyo looked impatient.

"The legal faculty in Jakarta is many, sir, how many universities are in Jakarta, take it easy, the police must work carefully, "

"Betul also, "the nod of Sudibyo who always imagined the last words of Johan.

"My son will sue you..!"

"Then what about your ex-wife who lives in those hills?" Sudibyo looked at Herman, wasn't the Monik lost around there, Her?" Sudibyo looked at his right hand.

"Yes, Boss, but I don't think the Queen lives with the child, but the Queen could be lying, I'll be there again, Boss "

"Okay come again, "said Sudibyo."All the ways we try to find children

"Okay, boss, "a nod to Herman.

"All the way we do, if the girl we find, just look for her brother, or Farel was Johan's first child, then they've overshadowed us.."

Vina was furious about the search for her two children. As a mother she was sure Farel was not Joan. Sudibyo who was overshadowed by Johan's speech did not know that Vina was spying on his plan.

Actually Vina was tired of pretending to lose her memory. He felt tormented to bear the longing for his Monik, also anxious to think of Joan who had not yet been discovered.

Moreover, it was an immense inner torment when it came to serving the man as his wife. Her inner voice screamed every time with Sudibyo. Her blood-blooded heart wound each received the affection of the man who wanted the death of his two children.

Monik, Jo, I'm sorry mom hasn't been able to help you. But trust me, Mama will still find a way to get your papa's killer dragged to jail.

"Hey haven't slept yet, baby..." Sudibyo went into the room, lucky that the room lights had changed with dim lights to sleep. So restless on Vina's face was invisible.

"Not yet.." but Vina's somewhat vibrating voice could not be covered, making Sudibyo immediately approached.

"Why is your voice dear, how does it feel?" Sudibyo sat on the edge of the bed, bending over until his facial features were directly above Vina's face.

Vina really wanted to turn away, even punching the face that was still staring at her.

"I coughed so my throat was still itching." Vina gave an excuse.

"I'm calling the doctor..."

"No...!" Vina was surprised, the reflex of her hand pulled Sudibyo's hand which would turn on the lights. Huh, soon he takes that hand off."I've been taking medication to sleep..."

"Related?" Sudibyo even stroked her hair with an attentive gaze. It was disgusted that the dirty hand touched his hair.

Pura pura yawned, then pulled the blanket and turned her back to Sudibyo who was now lying next to her.

"Johan forgive me for not betraying our love." Her inner voice called out the name of the husband she loved so much.

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