The Love of the Duda

TCSD 150: Redeemer

"Pa, please get me out of here. I don't wanna rot in a prison like this, Pa!"

With iron bars, Arman and Dita come face to face. One week after the middle-aged man found out that the child had been languishing behind bars, he had just taken the time and took the time to visit his only child. Arman deliberately did that so that his daughter was aware of the mistakes he had made.

Since the arrival of the papa, the woman who is none other than the ex-wife of God continues to cry hysterically, forcing Arman to release her from prison. But many times the woman thrashed, many times she only got a rejection from Arman.

"Ta, Papa will never and will never be possible to get you out of here. These are all consequences that you have to bear when you attempt to commit the crime!"

"Does Papa have the heart to see me rotting in bars like this? Does Papa have the heart to see me being treated badly by my fellow inmates here? I'm really tormented Pa. I'm tormented!"

Dita's tears flowed down the corner of her cheek. I don't know what tears came out of his heart's window. Maybe a tear of regret but can also be just a crocodile tear to try to knock on the door of the father's heart to want to get him out of prison.

Arman shook his head as a sign of disapproving of the child's pleas. "Papa apologizes Ta, because for this time Papa can not fulfill your request. Previously Papa had reminded many times not to do something out of bounds. It's been quite a fatal mistake that you've done in the past, but you seem to ignore what Papa said."

Arman breathed in as if he were scooping up as much oxygen as was available in this room. "Now, take responsibility for everything you have done. Lucky, because God still allowed you to stay alive after you tried to harm your ex-husband. That means you're still given a chance to improve."

Arman turned his body. He intended to leave this place. "Hopefully after this incident, you can completely change Ta. If it is time to get out of this place, go home. Papa will be waiting for you!"

"Papa.....!!!!" shouted Dita when the shadow of the Papa's body had begun to disappear from the sight of her eyes. As hard as he tried to plead with the father, it still could not undermine the middle-aged man's intention to get him out of prison.

Arman walked over with his head bowed. As if being hit by dozens of invisible arrows, Arman felt so sad to see the condition of the child who was behind the holding cell. His eyes were heating up and one corner of his recesses was endlessly blaming himself for failing to educate and raise the princess.

"I'm sorry for failing to raise and educate our daughter, my wife!" lirih Arman while leaving the room where Dita is.

***

"Basar bo*doh women! Just cleaning a closet like this you can't? You are useless!"

"Aaaahhhh... It hurts!"

Dita squealed in pain when her hair was grabbed by one of the toilet occupants who was her cellmate. The woman looks lush with a tattoo adorning her arm. His curly hair, long and left to be scattered as if adding to the impression of horror that emanated from his face.

"Basic useless woman. In a place like this, your presence has no benefit, so what about somewhere else?"

The words of the fat-bodied woman successfully made Dita emotionally ignited. He stared at the woman's face as if he was challenging her. "Preasure your mouth. Don't try to fight me. Because I can make you just stay by name!"

"Cih kalamu! You don't realize this place is hell to you? I'll make sure you die slowly in this place!"

"Ohahhhh!!!"

Dita again shrieked in pain when the woman was fattening her hair stronger.

"Feel this!"

Dugs... Dugs... Dugs... Bruckkk!!!

"Aaaaaahhhh sick!!!"

"This is just a warning to you. If you really dare to go against me, I'll make sure you get into the burrow immediately."

The thick-bodied woman began to swing her legs to leave Dita. While Dita, can only grimace to withstand the pain that was still running through her body. Especially the head, which had previously hit the wall.

"Aaaarggh.... Shitoooo!!!";

The woman can only curse. No matter how hard he tried to curse, he would never be able to bring things back.

***

The earth is still spinning on its axis. The days spent by Dita in prison seemed to really kill him slowly. The more days the woman's body looks thinner. His eyes were glaring as a sign that he had never rested his body properly. There are bruised marks on his cheeks and temples, as a sign that he is often mistreated by fellow inmates of the rutan.

Knowing that Dita was often treated badly by his friends, the prison warden decided to move Dita. Now, in that room, he seemed alone to await his freedom.

"Darling!"

Dita, who was sitting in the corner of the room hugging her legs, drowned her face between her knees, slightly surprised by the voice of someone who suddenly called her affectionately.

He lifted his head slightly and saw a strong-bodied man approaching him. "M-Mas Damar?"

Dita began to rise from her squatting position and now she is in a standing position. Slowly, he drew closer to the iron bars that became the bulkhead of the life he is currently living with a free life out there.

The man who was none other than Damar was just commenting on a little smile. He stepped his feet to cut the distance between himself and the woman he really still loves.

"How are you doing, dear?" damar tried to open the conversation.

Dita just smiled cynically. "No need to answer, you must have known, right? I am the most miserable woman right now. My life is shackled behind these iron bars!"

"Please, this is a rebuke from God for you. And may this all be the redeemer of all the mistakes you've ever made."

Dita smiled obliquely, trying to hide all the turbulent taste in her chest. "I really don't care about my next life. Because my body has died in this place!"

No matter how strong the woman tried to be tough but still the tears were talking. Damar who saw the woman crying, he gushed the tears with a piece of tissue that he brought.

"You still have a chance to fix everything, honey. Even after you've finished this prison term, you can re-open a new leaf."

Dita's tears are flowing. "What do you expect from a criminal like me? Later when I get out of custody, people will call me an ex-con."

Damar reviewed a little of his smile while looking fixed on the face of the woman in front of him. "I only have one belief that you can be a better human being. Live this time of your imprisonment with patience. I will always wait for you until you get out of this place."

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