
"Brother Son!" Said a policeman who was opening a holding cell at the police station where Putra was languishing to make amends.
The son who was sitting in the corner of the cell with a face that still looks bruised was standing. He walked over to the police waiting for him.
"Me," her heart.
"Some one's been visiting."
"Oh, yes sir." The son got out of the cell and stood behind the police who were about to lock the cell back. After that the Police also led the Son who looks still a bit difficult to walk, to go to the room.
"Who visited me?" Ask Son.
But the policeman was silent, as if he was lazy to answer the question of the suspect who harassed the woman.
"Lake in!" The police order, while opening the door of the room.
With doubt, the son stepped in. Then his eyes were fixed on Banyu and Tasya who were sitting on a pew. At that time, the Son seemed reluctant to meet the two of them. He stood for a moment in front of the door with a face that looked embarrassed to face the two people.
"Mom.." Call Banyu.
Inevitably, the Son approached Banyu and Tasya. He sat down right in front of the two of them. No words came out of his lips. He just bowed embarrassed by the look of a face that looks tangled.
"How are you?" Ask Banyu.
The son laughed, then he shook his head, a sign he did not believe the question posed by Banyu.
"Can'a not see my situation?" Sneakily. His words made Banyu speechless, and felt pity for his younger brother.
"No need to make small talk. I mean, why come here, take Tasya too." He said cynically.
Tasya, who was sitting next to Banyu, started to look bad about the situation. Then he grabbed a variety of small meals that he deliberately brought for the Son, and he pushed his face toward the Son slowly.
"It's for the Putra, '" Tasya said.
The son looked at the various small foods packed in the plastic bag, then he looked at Tasya who lowered his gaze, carefully.
"Why are you here? Don't you hate me?" Ask her with a puddle of tears in her eye patch.
Tasya dared to look at the Son. Both eyes met with a look. It was obvious regret in the eyes of the Son who was struggling to hold back the tears that almost fell on his cheeks.
"I don't hate you. I'm just sorry for your actions."
The son fell silent, as if he had a slap on his cheek.
"Wantas? What do you mean here?" She asked with tears beginning to fall on her cheeks.
Tasya fell silent, then he glanced at Banyu who looked calm facing the Son.
"When were you transferred to the rutan?" Ask Banyu.
"I don't know." Her legit.
"I'll take care of everything, including the lawyer.....
"It's a', I know a'a more successful than me. I know a'a better than me. But I don't need your help!" Say the Son with a high voice.
"Then, you want to ask for help and abu? Don't you know, they will sell livestock which has been their source of income all this time! When did you realize it? If you've been bothering your own parents enough!" Banyu did not want to lose, his tone was raised so that the Son understood the suffering of their parents all this time.
The son fell silent, he looked at Banyu with emotion.
"Let me help you. I'm sincere, I'm sincere, because you're my sister." Keep Banyu.
The son shook his head, as if he did not believe what Banyu said. All this time he realized, if he hurt Banyu too much. So, why did Banyu remain sincere to himself?
"Helping you is the same as helping our parents. I want you to calm down, that's my responsibility as the eldest child. Whether you refuse or not, I will help you. Today ambu and abah came to Jakarta, to take care of everything and accompany you in the trial. They'll stay with me."
The son shook his head, he found no more words to refute Banyu's words.
"One more.."
"What?" Ask her with a flat face.
"Me and Tasya..." Banyu glanced at Tasya who seemed reluctant when Banyu intended to be straightforward with the Son. The son who understands what Banyu is going to say is very serious and tries to wait for the words that Banyu will say to him.
"It's okay." Banyu said, gently rubbing the back of Tasya's hand that had just pulled her arm.
"What's going on between you two? Are you engaged? What a'a replaced me?" Ask the Son with lots of questions.
Banyu looked at the Son closely. Then he took a long breath.
"I'm married to Tasya." His word.
The two eyes of the Son were wide open, he could hardly believe what Banyu had said.
"Is a'a crazy? She belongs to me a'..!"
"No, he's not yours.. He was just about to meet you. But conditions...
"Don't blame the situation!" Cut Son.
"Tas, why are you married to a'a? Don't you want to wait for me?" Ask Putra, holding Tasya's hands together.
Quickly, Tasya pulled both of her hands. Then he lowered his face deeply.
"Sorry, circumstances forced me and Banyu mas to get married. Anyway, I just realized that Banyu mas is the right person for me."
"But... The bags!"
"Mas, if you're the right person for me, there's no way you'd betray me behind my back."
The son fell silent, he understood that his mistake was not worth Tasya's decision to marry his own brother.
"So.."
"Yes, we're married." Tasya Resolute.
The son fell down limp, he squeezed his own hair tightly. Then with reddened eyes he looked at Banyu and Tasya.
"Go!" Jerk her.
"Put. I'm sorry..."
"A'a shut up! A'a bad to me!"
"Put. let's talk about it..."
"No! You two are the same! Traitor!" His words were full of emotion, without him realizing his own mistakes were so heavy to Tasya and Banyu.
"Mas, we better go home," Tasya persuaded Banyu to leave the big room.
Banyu let out a long sigh, then he nodded and moved from his seat.
"Don't ever consider me my sister again! I don't need your help either!" Shouted the Son who was still sitting in his chair.
Banyu and Tasya shook their heads, they continued to step out of the room.
"Basic jerk! You are happy to see others suffer! You took advantage of my suffering! Damn you two!" Hardik Putra's.
Banyu continued walking, trying to hold back his emotions that began to be provoked.
"Mas, be patient.." Tasya rubbed Banyu's chest gently. Banyu smiled faintly at Tasya, then they closed the door of the room.
A policeman enters the room, forcing Putra to return to his cell. With the maki caci that he continued to throw from his lips, the Son returned to his prison cell containing 7 others.
"Sonhead bastard! Fucking woman!" His pack.