Prison Wound

Fourteen

Reno glanced at Rino after saying that. A series of bitter events that befell them several years ago, still leaves a deep wound that resulted in a grudge in the hearts of both of them do not muffle.

Satisfied to speak in front of the very luxurious cross-shaped pusara, Reno and Rino left the place without a word. Arriving at the parking lot, the two even separately boarded different cars. When leaving earlier, of course Rino was only used as an excuse by Reno to smooth out the next plan.

Cars driven by Reno and Rino drove along the asphalt road that is not too crowded. Only then at the junction of the road to the direction of the city center, the two scattered to continue the journey to their respective destinations. The car that brought Reno somehow moved to where, which must be the car that Rinolah boarded which instead led to Ratih's residence.

Meanwhile, Raditya and Reina are seen still in a moving car slowly entering a luxury housing estate where Ratih's house is located. Rental drivers who drove them seemed focused on paying attention to the row of magnificent buildings fenced high on the left-right side of the road through which he passed.

"It looks like the one on the other end, sir." Raditya slightly advanced his body pointing at a gate that was already open and from a distance appeared a woman standing there - like she was waiting for the arrival of a guest.

Riena was silent. His vision was focused on one point. It was on his wrist that was covered in bandages. A thousand regrets pervaded him. Now, twice the shame and guilt Riena had on Raditya. The daydream seemed to get deeper, until when the car stopped and the car door was open even Riena was still shaking in her position.

"Finally ... not hard, right, looking for my address?" greet Ratih kindly. Even before Riena wants Raditya out of the car. "Eh, you guys don't come down" stop Ratih. Then the woman asked the driver to take the car to get inside. And he himself used a nineboot segway following the car that brought his guest. This is because the distance between the front gate and the main door of the Ratih house, is quite far.

As soon as Riena and Raditya entered the living room with Ratih, the contrasting atmosphere with the splendor that looked outside was so pronounced. The walls of the house were too plain for a modern minimalist style house. There are no photos of the owner of the house displayed there or even one painting that adorns the wall. Clean white there is no ornament there. As far as the eye could see, only two sets of sofas complete with tables were arranged there.

"Please sit Mr. Raditya ... Rie," said Ratih still with a friendliness that is not made up. He threw a smile at Raditya and Riena in turn.

"Thank you" Raditya said, taking a seat on the single sofa. While Riena and Ratih were sitting on the same long sofa. The hands of the two women seemed to hold each other.

"Thank God you're getting fresh.Where are you staying? If you are pleased, I can prepare a room for you. But this is how my house is." Trained to start a conversation.

"I want to go home, Tih. Ak-." Riena paused her intention to say something. Didn't want Raditya to hear what he wanted to tell Ratih.

"My husband is very good, Tih. I shouldn't have hidden an event of this magnitude from him. I tried to tell a story, but I wasn't that strong. I'm scared, I'm embarrassed, and I'm also worried that he'll change after he knows the truth." Riena looked at Ratih.

"It's okay, Rie. With you having this kind of mind alone, it's been a very good development. No hurry. The incident was still very warm. Surely still firmly stuck in your mind. Realize, everything needs a process. You've been so great. Just keep reminding yourself. This is no disgrace. It's calamity. You are not dirty. You are not a jallang who deliberately offers a body to be slept with by an unknown man. Accept yourself as well as you accepted yourself before. Then Raditya or someone else, will do the same."

Riena lowered her face. "I'll try, Tih. Please help me get out of this situation" he wrote.

"Without you asking, I will definitely accompany you, Rie. But not professionally, I'm with you just as a friend. You still need professional guidance. I have a psychologist friend in Jakarta. No need to go to a psychiatrist. I'll give you her contact, yeah. It's not because I don't want to, Rie. It's more because I feel like I have an emotional bond with you. I'm afraid I can't be objective because of that."

Riena could not cover up her disappointment when she heard Ratih's refusal. Even if it is conveyed subtly and with the right reasons, it still makes Riena sad. Meeting a psychologist or new person, of course, will make him forced to tell everything from zero. It obviously made Riena reluctant.

"If you're not interested, that's okay, Rie. I'm helping you as much as I can. I'll come to your place sometimes." Ratih felt unbearable with Riena's condition. He decides to take care of Riena himself. With a case this heavy, should not be enough assistance done remotely. There must be a direct interaction between him and the patient.

"Thank you, Tih. God is good. The plan was totally unexpected. Maybe I really need to go through all this in order to see you again."

"No need to thank you, Rie. I didn't give you anything. I haven't done anything either. Spirit, yes, Rie. Let's keep thinking positively. Always be well-predictive of God's plan. He knows your abilities the most. In your complaint, He remains faithful to accompany. God won't leave you, Rie. Whatever happens in you, let the intervention of God be with you. God doesn't promise there will always be rainbows after rain, but no rain doesn't subside, Rie."

Riena immediately hugged Ratih so heavily. Tears again broke without warning. Gratitude is not always spoken in the heart. No matter what her condition is now, Reina is lucky to still be surrounded by people who sincerely love her.

Meanwhile, Raditya who deliberately gave space and time to Riena in order to speak more freely with Ratih, seemed to sit on the edge of the gourami fish pond on the left side of the courtyard of Ratih's house. His gaze was so calm on the swarm of fish that was sheltering under the donkey tree from the scorching sun.

"What business did you come here for?" ask someone with a half-screaming cynical tone. His voice sounded familiar to Raditya's ears.