Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 110 Side Story

Eight Years Later

PoV Deni

I've been in prison for thirteen years. At first I occupied this rutan, while waiting for the trial of the verdict, I often make trouble. Dissenting officers, storming with other inmates, even smuggling liquor into the rutan. It was all I did as a form of my anger. I was angry at the brash woman who dared to imprison me.

The turning point of my change in attitude was when I heard some amazing news ahead of the verdict hearing, from my ART. But I never told Papa the news, because I now feel dwarfed. I planned to meet him after I had atoned for my sins in this prison. At least I can show a little that I have repented. After hearing this news, I wanted to change. I realized what I've been doing wrong all this time.

All the mischief I did was solely because I took revenge on my father for taking my own mother's life. My mischievous acts were a form of protest because Papa had so much heart to kill Mama and make me see her. And also I want to see how far papa will protect my deeds, just as I protect his deeds.

I was actually traumatized by the incident, had a fear of being close to papa. But the pampering papa who always stood up for me for every mischief I did, made me think that everything I did was okay because there was a papa who would always defend, cover up for mistakes, and make up for my mistakes, and sort out all the problems I've caused.

Today is the day of my release, as it cut off the accumulated remission for two years. Is there anyone who would welcome my freedom? Papa died last year, papa's garment factory assets have been acquired by PT. Textile Globalindo, where Wulan used to work. The proceeds from the acquisition and sale of the safe house are in my account, and I who have now insyaf have no intention of squandering the money. I plan to get out of Gayam Coral Village, then start a new life and business somewhere.

"Wiratmaja!" Mr. Subandi, a prison warden called me.

I approached Mr. Subandi who was opening my holding cell. The other four people who were in one cell with me stood up, about to give a safe hug and farewell.

"Congratulations, bro! Four months to go!" Said Anton, who is in prison for a mugging case.

"Don't come back here again. Don't be a cave!" Furious Bang Joko, a recidivist of an empty house robbery.

The other two just greeted me and patted me on the shoulder. I smiled and greeted them one by one.

"I'm first, Bang! I gave you my HP number. If you're free, don't forget to tell me, yes!" My love for them.

I rushed to follow Subandi, who took me to the warden's office. "Congratulations, yes. I see you've changed a lot. Don't be a repeat criminal like Joko", Mr. Subandi handed me a backpack containing several pieces of clothes, HP, and some other equipment.

"Thank you, sir" I received the duffel bag, then saluted Mr. Subandi. Mr. Subandi escorted me to the rutan exit.

I paused for a moment before stepping my foot out the door, breathing deeply, trying to compare with the scent of freedom I was about to breathe. Will he welcome me? I don't want to expect too high.

PoV Nia

"Bun, I want to know who the father is! I've been twelve years, have entered Junior High" Tukas Adra to his mother, Nia.

I let out a breath. Huufft. I used to promise. "Why are you so insistent on wanting to know who your father is, Dra? Mother does not want you to be disappointed after knowing who your father is!" I was angry.

"Reluctant or not, let Adra decide for himself" said Adra insisted.

"Your father is dead!" My lie

"Where's the grave?" Adra knows her mother is lying. If indeed his father has died why not from the first Mother said it and took him on a pilgrimage to the tomb of the father.

Back I exhaled my rough breath. "Your father's in prison. He's a rapist"

Adra stared fixedly at the face of her mother who looked tired after work. There's no lying there.

"Tomorrow between Adra and the prison. Adra wants to see dad" Adra really wants to see her dad. Moreover his father has made amends in prison, Adra wants to know how his father thinks about him.

"Mother has to work" I said trying to dodge.

"Tomorrow Saturday, Mother is only half a day. Mommy can take a leave of absence, or permission tomorrow" said Adra.

"Close to you" I finally relented.

"Tell me a little bit about dad" Adra pinta.

"You know, isn't it just Uti who meets you occasionally? It's because Uti is starting to accept you. While your Kung is still angry at Mother. Your pregnant mother is out of wedlock. You must not follow in the footsteps of Mother, keep your honor for your husband!" However my daughter is already a teenager, she already understands which good ones are not.

I continued my story. "Your father used to be a jerk, I don't know now. May the prison change itself. The night after Deni drove me home, the next day Mother worked as usual. But there was no nose in the factory. Though usually he will always stretch the charm to his employees"

"After contact, the next day your father will give you a pregnancy-preventing pill. But because of the braking, the pill can not be given by your father to Mother. Mommy just found out that Mommy is pregnant, after Mommy vomits three days in a row and Uti-mu take Mommy to the doctor. Afterwards, Kung expels Mommy, saying that he does not want to see a child who only embarrasses the family. Armed with savings and ATM cards given by Uti, Mommy leaves the house. Give birth to you, then find a job. And here we are now" I said ending the story.

"Why didn't Mommy try to contact dad, hold him accountable?" Ask Adra.

"Your father's in jail. How could he be responsible?! After all, Mother is upset by her refusal when Mother wants to visit her first. Mommy feels, sweet enough to be thrown away!"

"But who knows, Bun!" Adra insists.

"The proof until now is that Mr. Darma, your grandfather, never looked for Mom! Though Mommy had met her ART in the market when the mother's stomach was already bloated, at that time Mother was already pregnant with you almost eight months. Though they know that Mother was once close to Deni! If Mr. Darma considers you his grandson, of course he will look for Mother" my argument. At that time I went home, hoping that your anger had subsided on me. But while at home, you didn't want to see me even see my face. Only Ibuk was welcome, and the next day I returned to my escape.

"Maybe ART thinks you're married and pregnant with another man!" Adra expressed her opinion.

"Nonsense! If Mother is married, of course, Mother's marriage will be celebrated massively by your Kung, and all villagers will know. Your kung was a sect!"

"Then we meet dad tomorrow, and we'll see what he thinks!" Cetus Adra ends the debate.

The next day my daughter and I went to Rutan Bangil.

"Who do you want to meet?" Ask the warden who has the tag name Subandi.

"Deni Wiratmaja, sir" I replied.

"Lho, would you like to pick me up? 'deni is only released at ten tomorrow" said Mr. Subandi astonished.

I see it made. I didn't think tomorrow was Deni's release day.

"Sorry, we had the wrong day, sir. We were too excited" Adra said quickly, then pulled me out.

"We'll see you tomorrow, Bun! We're looking for lodging around here, let's not go back and forth. It is quite Ngoro-Bangil for an hour" said Adra. My son if he has a desire is always asked to be obeyed. I can only surrender.

And here we are now, waiting for Mas Deni outside Rutan Bangil. My heart is pounding, because I still have a taste for Mas Deni. I can't predict how Mas Deni would react to seeing me and Adra.

At 10:15, a man came out slowly from the exit of the rutan. Yes, he is Deni Wiratmaja.

"Mom?" Ask my daughter, ask for confirmation. I just nodded weakly with choked breath.

Mas Deni walked slowly closer to us. I know, Mas Deni can recognize me, so he approached us.

When he was already within my sight, I could see Mas Deni was still as handsome as before. Although now there is a fine wrinkle on his face that indicates he has begun to age.

When Mas Deni was in front of us, he smiled with teary eyes and said, "So this is my daughter?"

EXPIRE

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Big thanks to all Wulan readers on the Night of Wound. Thank you for likes, comments, gifts, votes and rate ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

the author also apologizes if there are words that are offensive and less pleasing. if you like, this novel can be promoined to his friends yes 😉😉

One thing the author wants to say, women should not be afraid to fight for their rights. If you are a victim of abuse, you should not be ashamed or afraid to report to the authorities. because the one who should feel ashamed or afraid is the perpetrator.if you give up fighting just as you let other women fate as you.

whatever the reason a man has the heart to rape a woman, whether it is because of khilaf, the influence of drugs, the influence of alcohol, or indeed because he is a jerk, the man must be punished according to the prevailing legal corridor. let laws and laws speak.you are raped, that is to say forced.your freedom to say "no" has been snatched away, and your honor is taken away.if you choose to make peace and marry your rapist, you will be forced to do so, it's the same way you set an example for other men to do something similar.

me and you ladies. let's be a great lady together 🤗🤗

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