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PS 52 - The 'Other Men'

My heart is beating so hard. But how could she possibly get married in this way? The butterflies began to fly. But I want to make sure of something.

"What?" I asked to make sure I didn't hear wrong.

"Well, it's me, Ra." Ghifari.

I directly pulled his head.

"Gosh, Ra. I was told anyway." Said Ghifari who was throbbing.

"Yes elo againan, why do you say that? Ngajak ngajak ngayak ngajak buy fried banana." I said that I was certainly upset with him. This man in front of me is indeed 'somewhat else'. I like not knowing the situation.

Ghifari chuckled just like that. Why I was so upset to see him. So, he's just messing around? Just playing me? Ah, I guess he really wants to get me married.

"Nyebelin really lo." I said pissed.

I was about to get up from my seat and he immediately pulled my hand so I could sit back. Want to not want me to sit back even though bete once it feels.

"It was aja ngambek. I'm serious, Ra. I'm serious about you." Ghifari.

The butterflies flew back in my stomach, my heart kept beating very quickly.

I looked into his bead eyes. I did find some seriousness there but, wasn't he serious? Even if he was serious, I certainly couldn't take it. Anyway, I'm a killer. Women are not good for him.

"Gue can't, Ghif." I said.

"Why, Ra? I love you the same. And I'm 100% sure you love me too." Ghifari.

"That's a big deal." I said.

Ghifari smiled, "The same instinct I have will not be wrong. I've been in love with you since we first met. When I nimpuk I wear lo footwear."

My heart is really not safe. I still remember those moments. The moment when I hated Ghifari because he was such a shitty guy.

"Ra, marry me? I love you, Ra. I love you the same. I don't want anything else." Ghifari said.

Even though I feel the same way. I certainly wouldn't make her marry me. He still has a very long future, unlike me.

"Ghif, I'm just a killer. I can't marry you, I'm still in jail. I don't want people talking in the back. Find another girl, huh? I'm sure there are still many girls out there who want to marry the same perfect guy like lo, even lo nyebelin." I said trying to melt the atmosphere at the end.

I was sad when I said it. How not sad? During my life, even though I have often changed girlfriends, I have just experienced falling in love, with her. With a Ghifari.

"Gue doesn't care how people look, Ra. Others want to walk it on us. We don't have to bother people's minds. Ra, I know that I'm an absurd person, but Ra, I'm serious. Same with me, Ra?" Ghifari.

"Ghif, I'm still in jail. Still a prisoner." I said.

"Ghif, don't be crazy. It's 15 years away." I said.

"Yes, no papa. I'll keep waiting for you." Ghifari.

I sighed, this man is really stubborn. "Lo look at me. I'm not perfect, my face isn't pretty, my attitude isn't good, my past is dark, and I don't have anything to be proud of."

"Gue love is the same for no reason. Not because of physical or anything. I love you because of Lo Ara. The only girl who can make me fall in love." Ghifari.

I did not even answer, My grandfather came and all the prisoners started to come out of the hall. Then, we both headed to the meeting room. My heart is beating so hard. Grandpa opened the door, then I was behind him and Ghifari was behind me.

"Yahoo!" I am calling someone I miss very much.

I miss him, I miss him a lot. She was my mother. Mom Nindy. A human hearted angel.

"Mrs ..." Call me.

My mother immediately ran to hug me and our cries broke out there. He kissed my face, even though it hurt because I was bruised, but I was happy with what my mother did.

"Oh my God, son. You why? This why?" Asked my mother who finally realized that my face was battered.

I smile. "Fall, Ma. Mama how are you?" I tried to hold back the tightness in my chest. I wanted to tell him what I was going through there. The tough days. But I can't do it, I don't want him to worry about me.

"Good, Honey. Forgive my dear mother. Sorry mama. Because your mom's like this." My mother said while crying.

I took Mama's hand and immediately kissed her hand, "Mama is not wrong. Ara nakpapa. The wrong aura. Sorry Ara, Ma. I'm sorry Ara because Ara has separated Mama with her sister Mama." I said.

My tears just fell. This time seeing the cry on my mother's face, I felt very guilty. What Grandpa said was true. I'm really sorry and I feel so guilty. In fact, if I could turn the clock around, I don't think I'd want to do that. I can get my family's happiness in other ways.

"No, Honey. No. ... It's all because of destiny. It wasn't you who killed your Budemu, but it was the way." Said Mother.

"I'm sorry, Ma. I've got you branded as the mother of a murderer." I said that I hugged my mother's leg.

My mother immediately asked me to stand up, "No dear. You're mama's son. You're not a killer. You're just trying to defend yourself. Not really intent on killing." Mom said.

My father approached me. I honestly really wanted to hug my dad. My real father but I don't know if my father still considers me a son or not after I've never been polite to him.

"Ara, I'm sorry, son. It's all because of papa. Papa should be responsible for all this. Forgive me, son." Father said.

My father seemed to be crying and looking down, regretting what he had done. I hugged him, I was wrong. My father has also been frustrated looking for my whereabouts and my mother. I have no right to hate her, "Don't apologize to Ara, Papa. The wrong direction. Sorry Ara yes, Pa. Because Ara is not polite with Papa." I said.

"Yes, Son. Papa forgives you. I'm sorry, too, son. Papa can't be a good father to you." Father said.

I nodded my head in his arms. I finally felt a father's embrace. He is my father. Really My Dad.