
The trial time for Iriana's case has arrived. The woman who became the perpetrator sat in a chair facing the judge. Iriana squeezed her fingers, a sense of nervousness and fear instantly filled her chest.
The hope was only one, he could be released that day as well.
The lawyer is ready, the trial begins in a long time. Witnesses and evidence make Sherin's accusation against Iriana true. Especially the one who is the witness is the police themselves.
Although Arvin said he wanted to help, only paying a costly professional lawyer could not free his daughter from charges of molestation and kidnapping.
Laras' hands trembled when he heard the judge would decide how to proceed with the Iriana case. “Mas, can't Iriana be free?” ask her husband.
“I don't know myself, you know that the kidnappers also admitted that Iriana paid them. Not only the kidnappers as evidence but also the recording of their conversation.” Arvin.
In addition to evidence of visums and witnesses from the police. Also on surveillance camera footage, the kidnappers apparently had footage of their conversation with Iriana while making the deal. They earn money if the plan works.
“I don't think the kidnappers will admit that they have any cooperation with Iriana,” Sherin said.
“Surely they do not want to blame themselves, their work is also at risk, so there must be preparation like a recording device in case of unwanted things like these two.” Ravin looked towards the front, a small whisper was heard coming out from the man's mouth.
Fortunately, this trial was only conducted once. Adriana's hand grew colder as the Judge was about to pronounce what punishment he got.
The layered article, namely kidnapping and persecution, resulted in Iriana being sentenced to eleven years in prison. By the time the hammer was tapped and the trial was over, Iriana's shoulder was squeezed like it had no energy while Sherin clucked in annoyance.
“Why eleven years?” sherin protests but in a soft voice.
Ravin who was beside him turned his head, staring confusedly at Sherin. “What if eleven years? Is it too heavy?”
Sherin shakes. “Even too light. Should have been sentenced to over fifteen years,” complained the woman.
“That's what you want, but the one who makes the decision remains the judge. After this we can breathe a sigh of relief because there are no more bullies,” said Ravin, who was adopted by Sherin.
***
Sherin breathed in the outside air with a heart so relieved. Now her revenge on Iriana has been achieved, although Iriana does not know why she is so vengeful with Iriana, but clearly her soul as Prisha feels very relieved.
Not just Adriana, but Rainer. Without doing much, the man is now broken. Rainer had been fired from DY entertainment some time ago because of his poor image. Not only the image and reputation in the public eye, but it turns out Rainer has earned the title of musician for using money.
DY Entertainment had been deceived by Rainer, the man paid people to make a song for him and submitted it to the agency. I don't know where that guy is right now, Sherin doesn't want to know. Instead, his mind now floated on Grisel, what was the fate of the pregnant woman?
“Sherin!”
Sherin turned and found Laras coming with tears, behind the old woman was Arvin. Laras approaches Sherin and pulls Sherin's collar.
“What are you doing?! Release!!” Sherin pulls Laras' hand to release the grip.
“Why do you have so much heart with your sister? He is your brother but instead you are imprisoned!” shouted Laras, luring people to hear their quarrels.
“He's not my brother! I wouldn't have a sister like her. Oh yeah, you don't forget that he hurt me. Tortured me until my body was bruised, so should I just shut up?”
“Iriana didn't mean—”
“Don't mean to but why plan the kidnapping so carefully? Or is Iriana really insane? He was crazy so he didn't mean to hurt me despite the fact that he was torturing me?!” snapped Sherin.
“I forgot you should also go with your daughter and stay in the bars.”
Stunned barrel. “A-what do you mean?”
Sherin smiled then whispered in Laras' ear. “You killed my mother.”
Deg.
Barrels riveted. “A-what are you saying? There's no way I'm doing that,” call Laras.
Sherin smiled faintly. “Indeed you didn't kill with your own hands, but instead of being my mother's husband's infidelity and slandering, saying I wasn't Arvin's biological daughter had made my mother suffer and then died?”
After saying that, Sherin passed by with Ravin. After thinking for quite a while, Sherin was able to deduce the awkwardness that continued to linger in his mind. Sherin's mother does have an illness, but it gets worse when Laras comes to their house.
Didn't Grandpa say Laras and Arvin were married not long after his mother's death? From there Sherin understands that before her mother died, Laras and Arvin were already in a relationship. Now there was only one question that stuck in his mind and was almost answered.
Why Arvin's attitude toward Sherin isn't like most fathers in general. Apparently the answer was already in the hospital. Arvin thinks Sherin is not his daughter, and Arvin hates her. That's why Arvin hates Sherin's mother.
Then regarding the death of Haris's grandfather's first child, it must be related to Arvin. He could not conclude everything.
“What did you whisper to your mother-in-law?” ask Ravin when they're in the car.
“Nothing, not important,” Sherin said.
Ravin squinted, in disbelief but also no longer asked. “Where to go after this?” ask the man while wearing a seatbelt.
“Go home! I want to think about where we're going for our honeymoon,” thinking about that already makes Sherin smile to herself.
“Ah, I forgot about that. Where are you going for your honeymoon?” Ravin starts the engine and drives his car.
“Where's it? Switzerland? Cappadocia? Maldives or Dubai?” Sherin thought of places she thought were beautiful.
Others with Ravin who feel a honeymoon abroad will only spend time on the trip. “How about Bali?”
The question from Ravin made Sherin's lips pursed. “Why not choose abroad?” his protest.
“Outdoor too far, while we only have one week for holiday.”
Sherin thought for a moment, she confirmed Ravin's remarks as well. But there was a sense of unwillingness when Ravin decided to honeymoon domestically. He wants her to go abroad.
“Outdoor only, yes?” pinta Sherin blinks one eye.
“What's domestic and foreign markets? Isn't it that our honeymoon will only be alone in the room?”
Hearing that Sherin hit her husband's arm, while Ravin chuckled.
“If you were a child, where would you want him made in? Dubai's? Switzerland?” Ravin is far from the topic.
“It is not the same even though we honeymoon abroad our child is still made in mattress?”