Pledge of Love for a Life of Heaven

10 Years in Prison

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In the end, my family and the family of Ratna's late husband decided to report the persecution and murder of Fadhil to the law enforcement (police) with the support of Mas Yusan and the people who empathized with us. Although, we had to give up Fadhil's body for autopsy. Perih it feels, when imagining the tiny body of Fadhil that has been filled with bruises must be dissected. Imagined, how did the innocent little boy form after being dissected?

I tried to stay strong when the tough test greeted me. I realized life is not always sweet. Sometimes God tests a person with the bitterness of life to improve the quality of faith and devotion. I am very sure, He will not give a test beyond the limits of our ability as a servant who is very weak.

I remember Danu. I immediately contacted my lover via phone call. I feel relieved ... Danu received a phone call from me.

I told Danu about the tough test that happened to my family. I asked her to come home, so that she would strengthen her fragile lover. But apparently, Danu's response did not match my expectations. He refused to come home because he could not leave his job. Although very disappointed, I tried to understand Danu.

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The overcast sky bears witness to the grief we feel when Fadhil's body is buried. With a broken heart, we tried sincerely to release the departure of Fadhil.

Goodbye Fadhil. May God replace suffering with eternal happiness.

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When the police did the TKP, they found blood spots. From the discovery of the blood spots, the police can deduce the cause of Fadhil's death.

Police began searching for suspected perpetrators of the persecution and murder of Fadhil. Who else if not Ryan. A psychopath who does not deserve forgiveness.

In a matter of days, the police managed to find Ryan's whereabouts thanks to the help of the MG family. Especially Mas Dawam, the older brother of the late husband mbak Ratna.

The legal process is running. Mbak Ratna attended the hearing accompanied by LBH.

Honestly, we are very disappointed with the unfair outcome of the trial. The judge only sentenced the man to 10 years in prison.

Although very disappointed, we tried to accept the judge's decision with a chest of air.

We really do not expect, the case of persecution and murder of Fadhil became a trending topic in some social media. News-seekers took turns coming to our homes to gather information about the cause of Fadhil's death.

The tough test that my family went through, became an alibi for Raden Danu Prasetya to break off his relationship with me. A girl who is far from perfect.

Although our relationship has run aground, I still pay attention to Danu by sending messages to her mobile number every day via text. Already eat not .. keep health .. do not work until late ....

My heart warms when Danu sends a message ... IF WE ARE DESTINED TO BE FOOLS, WE WILL BE REUNITED AND UNITED IN A SACRED BOND.

The message sent by my ex-lover was like a cool dew.

Could it be, I started to fall for Danu? I don't know .. I myself haven't been able to understand my true feelings.

Some days Danu's cell phone number can't be reached. As if, he deliberately changed his phone number. Yeah, I'm sure he's avoiding me.

My trust in every sweet word ever uttered from the lips of a Raden Danu Prasetya has now worn off. I was waiting for something uncertain.

Ting .....

The sound of the message notification coming from a flat object lying on the table. I grabbed the flat object and opened the message that was sent by Fahri.

Muhammad Fahri Al - firdaus. He's one of my best friends who just came home from England after finishing his S1 education. Fahri and I have been best friends since 3rd grade Junior High.

At first I thought, Fahri is not a young master. Every time he goes to school, he just goes cycling. And his appearance is very simple. It does not reflect a young master at all. But unexpectedly, it turns out Fahri son of a state official.

Fahri often asked me and our seven best friends to study together in his palace. Although less friendly with the son of an official, in fact the friendship between us still survive even though we are in a different High School. Even to this day.

Jing

Yeah, what's wrong Ri?

Let's go fishing!

Fish-lah, fishing time problems 🙃

Where do you want to go fishing?

Fishing in Hasan Wae's fish pond.

Okay, Ri. Mo pick up at what time?

Ten o'clock. How's it?

Ok. I'm getting ready first.

Fahri used to call me 'Jeng'. And he rarely calls me 'Anin'.

As promised, Fahri arrived at my house at exactly ten in the morning. After saying goodbye to my mother, we went to Hasan's house.

It turns out that Fahri's simplicity hasn't changed. He picked me up by riding his favorite matic motorcycle.

During our trip, we kept talking. Fahri recounts his time when he was studying in England. Who would have thought, Muhammad Fahri Al-firdaus, the son of an official, was once a building porters in England.

"Jeng, believe me not-"

"No confidence."

"Issshhh, I'm not done talking."

"Hihihi, kirain is done talking."

"Jeng, during my studies in England, I used to work as a building clerk."

"What time?"

"Do you not believe?"

"No. Your money will be plentiful. No way donk, you go to college working as a building porters."

"Okay, if you don't believe me, I'll show you my uniform sometime while working as a porters."

"Uniform?"

"Yes, a building porters uniform. A plain white shirt filled with tiny holes."

" .... "

Our conversation stopped when we reached Hasan's courtyard.

I inhaled a deep breath of air, enjoying the cool air typical of the countryside before catching up with Fahri who had walked towards the terrace.

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