Prison Wound

Fourty three part

Raditya stared intently at the news seeker who dared to throw a question at him. A woman who is still very young, may still be fresh graduate. Raditya did not answer. However, from the look of his eyes clearly had succeeded in making the woman have to swallow disappointed and frightened at the same time.

For a moment the atmosphere of the lobby where the press conference was held was silent. Raditya seemed to be trying to think too. Recalling what has been conveyed has fulfilled the public curiosity or not.

"I think enough. I'm holding this press conference not to get you to side with me. For a balance of news, please hunt for information from other sources. However, I emphasize once again, rape is not a disgrace to the women who are victims. We do not have the right to judge and look down on them like a peddling woman. Our support means a lot. Alert the news of suicide and depression that befell rape victims. They need support, not insults."

It was so resolute and straightforward what Raditya had said just now. Ever since he found out his wife was a rape victim, all he came across was asking. About how rape victims out there struggle to live after the incident. While access assistance from psychologists or psychiatrists, can not be easily obtained by everyone.

"Sir Raditya, what if Miss Riena knows that the photos have been spread in the media? Wouldn't that make the trauma of the victim more profound? What would Raditya do?" A reporter's question stopped Raditya's foot movement that was about to leave the place.

It was beyond a doubt that journalists were there. If before Raditya displayed assertiveness when someone suddenly asked, now he was smiling so calmly. The man replied, "I will always be there for my wife. We'll go through it all together. With humility, please continue my prayer that God bestows patience and strength of faith on us. We are nobody. We are only servants who are getting an overflow of attention from the Supreme Ruler of Nature and its contents. We are being strengthened and reminded. How the world does not always present beauty."

Raditya completely left the place for a moment after saying a row of sentences that just slid from his lips. Behind everything that has been done, who would have thought Raditya's little heart was struggling to hold the screams of disappointment and guilt that so much as his chest.

"Basic holy man! Carrying the name of God as if he had never committed the same sin. I'm already devastated, Dit. And I don't want this destruction to be in vain. You and especially Rino, should be more broken than me." Reyhan who had been monitoring Raditya's press conference was increasingly furious to hear the closing statement from Raditya. It was hard for him to take revenge, not the destruction obtained by Raditya, now the sympathy of the community was even focused on the man he hated so much.

Meanwhile, moments after Rosyani applied eucalyptus oil under her nose, Riena slowly opened her eyes. The woman immediately turned to the big television screen that had presented another show.

"Ma ...," called Riena in a very soft voice.

"Yes, Ndhuk. Mama's here. There's papa too. Raditya did the right thing. What is circulating in the media, your husband has handled very well. Don't think about other people's views of you. You will still be good in the eyes of people who really love and know you. Instead, you will still look ugly in your eyes. You can, Rien. Let's get back up. This is the right time for you to demand justice" Rosyani said. So soft and loving.

Reina looked at her mom and dad alternately while changing her lying position to half-sitting. His gaze suddenly turned blank like someone who was daydreaming. His hand involuntarily rubbed his stomach which still did not show any real change.

Riena flinching. Being strong in the position now feels quite difficult. But continuing to weaken yourself is also not a wise choice. Somehow later he would stare at the world, at least he should try to move on doing something. Riena realized, now it's not just about her and Raditya.

In a different place, Reno and Rino who are now facing each other, face to face with sharp eyes. Especially Reno who seemed ready to pounce on his twin brother.

"Why are you doing this, No? There should be enough proof that we give Riena. Let him use it to report Reyhan to the police" Reno said. There was a tremendous amount of resentment and anger that he wanted to overflow.

"To smooth your intention of approaching Riena? What else are you looking for, Ren? You already have a wife as good as Ratih, isn't that enough? After all, our problem has nothing to do with Riena. Radity is what we should destroy. Not Riena!" timpal Rino's.

"Riena's the only way we've got Raditya destroyed, Rin. You should have understood that. If this is the case, it will destroy us all!" Reno turned her back to Rino.

"Enough, Ren. I'm tired of years of living with drama and revenge. Not the satisfaction or pleasure I get, but life is a mess. Stop, Ren. All is not too late. Train the women well. Just run your household right."

Hearing Rino's words just now, Reno just smiled cynically. "I can divorce Ratih. After that, you are free to approach it. Don't you secretly like Ratih? I'm not stupid to realize that, No. For you Riena might be too hard to reach, but not for me. We'll make a deal. Let me with my plan, and I'll divorce Ratih for you."

Rino shook his head with a cynical smile. Reno is caught up in her own game of revenge. His logic was already filled with grudges and improper blind love.

"Enough, Ren! Enough's enough! Be happy with the coach. It's time I took responsibility for everything I did for Ramona. Just so you know, Ren, the kid Ramona recognized as Radit's kid, is actually a-a-,"

Rino did not continue his sentence, because suddenly the door of his office room opened very roughly accompanied by the appearance of a man who was not at all expected Reno or Rino could come to their office.