PRISON LOVE For STELLA

TRYING TO MAKE PEACE WITH THE CIRCUMSTANCES

The next day ...

Rehan carried Riyanti's body. Deliver the girl to her final resting place. At first Renata did not know that the man was in his house. Joining other mourners. In fact, he also serves and prepares dishes for the fathers and mothers who petrified the process of Riyanti's funeral.

Renata still had no time to talk to the man, but their eyes had met. I want to smile but I can't. Want to say hello but still stiff. Uncomfortable with the situation around. Finally Rehan and Renata chose the same with heart and eye as an intermediary.

Now, the mourners who petrified Riyanti's funeral procession have returned one by one. Renata is still living in his sister's last house. Crying, even if it only brings out aitlr eyes. Screaming, though no sound was heard. Rest knows that.

"Udah do not cry, your sister is now happy. I don't have pain anymore" said Rehan while stroking the back of the girl who some days can make him restless.

"Yesterday he said he wanted to eat rendang, then I pesenin at the temen place. Because the rendang from the restaurant was the one he liked the most. The plan today he wants it, but God is desperate to call him" Renata said, this time his tears broke. This girl was crying like someone told her to.

Rehan quickly hugged the thin body, trying to calm him down. "Hussst, please do not. We pray that he is happy there. Heemmm, yuk!" bring Rehan.

Renata hiccups in Rehan's arms. Before long, his voice sounded soft and shrill. His body was limp and getting weaker. Then, there was no sound at all. Renata fainted.

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In the other corner. There are a couple who still do not want to chat. They both seem to put limits on themselves to express what is in the heart.

Juan tried to give Stella time to understand her way of thinking. To understand, he actually cares. Stella looks lazy to think. For him his heart is dead. His brain is set in such a way as not to worry about what will happen to him in the future. He doesn't want to cry anymore. Don't want to smile anymore. If possible, he also does not want to talk anymore.

Tonight, as usual Juan invited him to dinner together in the dining room of their house. But as usual, Stella did not want to. He chose to stay in his room. Sometimes I don't eat either. Juan ran out of patience.

Juan goes into the room to teach a lesson to the woman who managed to get her emotions ignited. Resisting his anger, this man sat down in front of Stella who was curled up on the sofa doing nothing.

"When do you want to be like this Ste?" ask Juan. Seeing the sad face of this beautiful woman, Juan immediately softened his anger. This handsome man became pity, even though his initial intention wanted to be angry. Want to teach this lady ayu a lesson.

This woman did not answer, only tears that continued to flow without stopping. He also promised himself not to cry.

"Come, Ste. I know you're angry, I know you're sad. Rise up my wife, open your heart to a better future. Believe me, you deserve to be happy Ste," said Juan while stroking the angel's hair.

"I'm dirty Juan" replied Stella.

"That night he accused me of being unholy" Stella replied, honestly this is what Juan was waiting for. Stella wanted to take out what was a burden in her heart.

"What's the reason he said you're not holy?" angling Juan.

"She said, if I was a girl, it should have come out of virgin blood!" stella was honest.

"Indeed, she couldn't figure out which virgin was the one who didn't?" ask Juan again.

"I don't know, he just said that" Stella replied. Now Juan realized that the woman in front of him was innocent, very, very innocent.

"May I know your age is now Ste?" ask Juan.

"23 years," replied Stella honestly, without thinking anything.

"In addition to your ex, have you never dated or slept with anyone?" Juan was curious about his wife's past.

"No! he's the first." Stella looked at Juan. This man also looked into those pretty eyes and Juan was sure that those eyes gave him honesty.

Stella pulls the blanket and abides by her entire body except for the head. Juan also tidied up the blanket, so that Stella felt comfortable.

"That's wrong not you, Ste. He is just insensitive. From now on, don't think about his words anymore. Your husband is now me, who will take care of you and look after our baby. I'm not asking you to trust me completely Ste, but I hope you want to forget your past and step with me" Juan said.

"I don't know, Juan. My heart is dead, my brain is tired Juan" Stella replied honestly.

"No Ste, don't talk like that. Believe me, everything will be fine" Juan replied.

Again, he looked again at the sad face of Stella. Juan knows this is not easy, but the promise will try to raise the confidence in this woman. Juan was convinced, if he could definitely make Stella understand, that he also deserved to be happy.

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