The Repentance of the Mafia

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One month later

Fugitive Samuel has been arrested. In fact, the police had already conducted a press conference, over him who was arrested. When he was shown in front of the public wearing a prisoner's shirt. Samuel was embarrassed. He seemed very sorry for his actions. The expression of a cruel and violent face, has now softened and resigned. So that his attitude is very cooperative while in the investigation, making the police respect him. Not only the police who respect, the residents who he used to help with his generosity, support him to be free from legal entrapment. That shout, a lot of milling on social media. And now Samuel is back viral, with the nickname Mafia The Angel.

Many posts are trending topics. Besides being a mafia. Samuel was an angel of help to the poor. With so many media covering her kindness first, making people's judgments on her, turned positive. And many requests that he not be severely punished.

Today, Samuel is going to have his first trial. He's very nervous. He was not nervous because he feared death. But, he was nervous because he was ashamed of his actions all this time. Samuel wiped away the tears in his eyes, as he remembered about three years ago. He bragged with his head a woman who had asked for forgiveness from him. But, because of the great hatred of the woman's family, he did not pity to see the state of the woman he was raising. And even more cruel, after he enjoyed the body of the woman. The woman who was dying, because she also beat him up during intercourse, was thrown into the forest.

"Sir Samuel...!"

The warden called Samuel in a loud voice. Which surprised him in his daydream.

"Yes sir, ready!" His mouth smiled thinly. He got up from his seat. After wiping back her tears. He dragged his feet to the prison door. Although Samuel still had a lot of property, he did not want to rely on his money, to get a luxurious place. He accepted what the police gave him. And Samuel was grateful. In that prison, he was alone. So, he can be free to activity, without interference from other prisoners. Like praying, reading the Quran and fasting.

Yes, Samuel during his time in custody, always did good. He never even left the prayer. He also fasts.

"Someone wants to meet!" said Mr. Polite Police.

"Huhhhhh..!" Samuel raised his face quickly, staring at the police. Samuel thought he would be taken to court. Because, today's his first trial schedule.

"Yes sir, but only for a moment. Because in 30 minutes, there'll be a trial." The police officer smiled at Samuel.

Samuel's aura shone a light at this moment. Anyone who interacts with him, must be innately happy. Samuel transferred an aura of kindness to the people around him.

"Who sir? my lawyer?" samuel asked curiously. He was out of custody.

"Not sir, who wants to meet my father, a grandmother!"

"Grandmothers?" immediately Samuel's facial expression changed cheerfully and vigorously. Finally, he was able to meet with grandma, and it could be that Hisya was coming along. "How many people have come, sir?"

"One man, Samuel. Just the grandma. Name's Grandma. We asked her name, she said grandma!" Answer the Police Politely.

"Yes sir!'

" Let's.. There you can meet the grandmother!" point the warden towards the corner of the prisoner's hall.

Samuel dragged his feet, with his hands still cuffed. With strict police guard.

All the way through the hallway to where Grandma was. Samuel's feelings were not calm. He was very curious about the news he would hear from his grandmother. News of Nisya, who had met his brother, and reportedly Ismail, a good boy and he assumed was his own son.

Huuff...

When he arrived in front of the room where Grandma was waiting for him. Samuel took a deep breath. From the outside, he could already see the back of the grandmother who was behind him. Because the room is not locked.

Noticing Samuel's presence in the room, the grandmother turned her body around. So that now he could see Samuel clearly. The man he helped from death in the forest a few months ago.

"You're getting healthier." The granny smiled faintly looking at Samuel who was embracing him from the side. Samuel smiled faintly, because he received a compliment from his grandmother. "You also look younger, your face is beaming, and you're getting better looking!" praise the grandmother again sincerely.

Samuel was pleased with the compliment of his grandmother. "It's all thanks to grandma. Thanks to my grandmother, I repent. And now closer to the Khalik!" He answered, breaking his embrace from the thin, but still healthy, old woman.

They are now sitting face to face in a dark brown wooden chair.

"Ismail how's she doing, Grandma?" Samuel asked with teary eyes, he longed for the boy.

"Good, very good. He was with his father."

"Dad? her dad?" samuel asked with glaring eyes. He was quite surprised by his grandmother.

"Yes, Fredy's his father. Her husband Nisya, very painstakingly guarding Ismail and also Nisya." Obviously grandma with flat face.

"Fre, Fredy Ismail's father? isn't Fredy His brother?" samuel asked with his tense face. As far as he is concerned, Hisya is Fredy's sister.

"Yes, His is married. Her husband is Fredy!" Grandma was serious

"Oowww.. That's it!" samuel said limply, he lowered his head, puzzled by what had happened.

"Yes Nak! do you really like Hisya?" ask Grandma softly. His hand reached out to Samuel's shoulder.

Slowly Samuel lifted his face. "No need to answer, Grandma must be the year of my heart!" samuel said softly, his eyes showing deep sadness.

Deterred was Samuel's hope. Before, he still had the spirit to live, after serving the punishment. Hopefully, I can have Nisya. But, knowing the Facts. If Nisya is Fredy's wife, make him limp and no longer eager to live.

"Emmm... You are patient! if you are right, dear Nisha. You have to pray a lot for him. He is still in medical care!"

"She why Nek?" asked Samuel with a tense. His handcuffed hand, landed quickly holding the hand of the wrinkled grandmother.

"She's not okay right now. He was often berserk, dazed, and sometimes silent like a statue.

" Koq is that nek? what happened to him, Grandma? Why is this grandma?" samuel asked impatiently.

The grandmother looked sadly at Samuel who looked down, after learning the news about Hisya.

"Miss....!" Again Samuel shook the arm of the grandmother, who chose silence, and finally made Samuel more curious about the state of Hisya.

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