Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 87 Fighting Back to Get Justice

**this book is dedicated to all the women who read this book. Especially those who have been victims of abuse. Never be afraid or ashamed to speak up. You are not alone. Me and all the women support you. You do not need to be ashamed and afraid, because what should be ashamed and afraid is the perpetrator**

"Excuse me, Sir. We want to make a complaint" Mas Adit told an officer.

"Criminal act? Please follow me" the officer replied firmly.

The officer took me and Mas Adit to a cubicle with another officer sitting behind a table, with a set of computers to record the complaint.

"Good day" the officer's friendly greeting with Pramono's name sewn on his right chest.

"Good day, sir. I want to file a case of attempted rape with violence. Besides I also want to continue the eleven year case what might still be possible?" I answered the officer.

"Case eleven years ago?" Ask the officer a little less.

I finally told you about a case that happened to me in the past. The officer listened well to everything I said.

"So, that's the story. I can still make the case if I want to continue. The evidence is strong enough. Especially this visa. Nowadays it is sophisticated, it is very easy to find a female doctor who does a visa on you. We can ask the doctor to be an expert witness in your case"

"Based on article 285 of the KUHP regarding cases of decency the maximum sentence is 12 years in prison. Persecution cases are set out in article 351 of the KUHP, the threat of a maximum sentence of 5 years in prison, with a maximum fine of Rp. 4500, doubled 1000 times in accordance with Article 3 of the Supreme Court Regulation Number 2 of 2012"

"Regarding strafstactie, or the death of the prosecution of punishment for passing time, is set out in article 78 of the Penal Code. For cases such as rape the duration is after twelve years. So your case has the right to file a claim before a judge to be sentenced" explained Pak Pramono, whom we refer carefully.

"Moreover I suggest you do a DNA test, to prove the child is the true deed of one of the perpetrators" the officer suggested.

"No! Not necessary! I don't want my son to be dragged into this" I said.

"It's okay if that's what you want. I'm just suggesting that you get more evidence to ensnare the perpetrators" the officer said gently.

"I think this evidence alone is enough, sir" I insisted.

"good. I've already recorded your report. I'm asking for your willingness to attend if at any time we call for us to ask for further information" said the officer.

"Good, Sir. Thank you" me and Mas Adit then say goodbye.

Within a few minutes the drive from the police station by my car was silent. I feel ashamed to have exposed my past to Mas Adit. Several times I glanced at Mas Adit who seemed to be very focused on driving. And this is the third time I've seen Mas Adit shake his head.

"Mas Adit why? How do the bells go?" Wulan asked breaking the silence.

Adit. Honestly, Adit's mind is filled with the upper part of Wulan's body which he thinks is sangaaatt.

"Gapapa" answered Adit briefly with a reddened face like a boiled crab.

Adit cursed his own mind that drifted here and there. Occasionally feel angry when remembering the story of Wulan. Occasionally feel 'burned' when remembering the upper part of Wulan's body.

Adit can't shake his own perverted mind. Honestly, this is the first time after eleven years Adit did not see a woman's body. Adit felt himself stupid, petty, and brash.

"You want to get lunch first?" Cetus Mas Adit after a few minutes we dissolved in silence.

Scroll the digital clock on the dashboard, at 13:15. I deserve to be hungry. This morning I had no time for breakfast, and only a few seeds snacked on t a i koceng.

"Byeah, my mother" answered.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever" I replied.

"Wait for me to open the shop first yes" said Mas Adit with a ignorant smile.

"In this area there is no 'whole' stall or 'whatever' menu, Neng" said Mas Adit and then chuckled.

"Garing, Mas" I said, but did not stop laughing because of it.

"Where are the same girls. If asked what you want to eat, you have to answer 'whatever'. If not, 'what's'. Turn was offered this or that, say 'ga ah, no taste'. Or ga, 'ga ah, cholesterol. I'll be fat later'. Can you hit a girl like that?" Tanya Mas Adit.

I was made to laugh again by him. A moment to forget the unrest in my heart.

"Eat meatballs, deh. If again bete gini, want to eat meatballs that pedeeeeeesss wear really. Adit gapapa, right?" My proposal.

"Can. Like meatballs, huh?" Answer Mas Adit.

"Favorites. Every day eat meatballs too come on!" Selorohku.

"Notched!" Mas Gumam Adit.

Mas Adit and I ended up eating at one of the roadside meatball shops we went through.

Our order came and we mix the meatballs to our taste.

"You don't want to consider the police's advice, Lan?" Mas Adit asked while looking at me fixedly, on the sidelines of our lunch.

"Which advice?" I also pretended not to know, while busying myself by cutting a meatball.

"DNA test" said Mas Adit.

"I don't want to know, Mom! The sky is my own son. I don't want to know who Sky's real father is" I replied firmly. My eyes are hot. I opened my eyes to block the tears that were about to fall.

"Not for you, but for the Sky" Mas Adit said.

I looked up at my face which was staring down at the meatball bowl. I don't understand what Mas Adit said.

"Langit deserves to know who his real father is. As an adult, let Heaven determine whether he chooses to know who his father is or not. You can't possibly keep the origin of the Sky a secret forever, can you?" Mas Adit.

"I'm..." I was confused as to what to say. I also think what Mas Adit is right.

But there is a feeling of unwillingness in my heart. By knowing the identity of who Sky's real father was, I felt like I would get even more hurt.

"I understand how you feel. Tell you what, let Heaven undergo a DNA test. You don't need to know the test results. Let Heaven be your son forever, to you. Test results can be saved by your mother or Ms. Nimas"

"But if Heaven asks one day, Heaven has the right to know who he is. If as an adult Heaven asks about its origin, tell me the truth. At that time Sky can judge, whether he needs to know who his father is or not" explained Mas Adit at length.

I was quiet for a while.

Stirring my meatball sauce that has been evenly distributed, and actually does not need to be stirred at all. Sipping my orange ice, then said softly.

"I'll think about it, Mom. Thanks for the advice"

What decision will Wulan make?

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~All articles in this chapter are from https://m.hukumonline.com. Author itself has no legal background at all, because the author is a chemical engineering graduate 😅