
The atmosphere at Panti Kresna began to bustle. The excitement about the sacrilegious case that Afan did became a trending topic in the village. Those who knew Afan did not believe. Some blame Ayla.
“Nak, Afan's a well-mannered boy. It feels impossible to do that.” Said ma Ima with some mothers who had swarmed the fence around the orphanage.
“Well, I agree too. Sure that the woman is not right. Moreover, we do not know the origin of the woman. Lah, wong he just found rahma near the ravine next to the village. Why women are near the plantation fields of citizens.” Said another mother. There are already many residents around who swarm the orphanage area. Of course with their kepeloan related to the case that he said rape.
“The one in rape turned out to be a teacher to teach my son first.” Strangled one of the residents approached the crowd of round mothers.
Ms. Cahyadi and her husband have arrived in front of the home. Mr. Cahyadi was certainly shocked to hear the news of his son's behavior. A couple of husbands and wives certainly know more about the character of their children. Ms. Cahyadi knew that the victim was Ayla. Unlike her husband who does not know who the victim of her child is.
Arriving in the orphanage, the parents were immediately brought to the room of doctor Fadlan. They find Afan still unconscious. Cahyadi immediately hugged his son. Her cry broke out looking at Afan's slightly pale face. Fadlan just shook his head looking at Bu Cahyadi's attitude. The only one who should be looking is Ayla. Because he's a victim of Afan's depravity.
“Currently investigating the case, Mom, Sir. Afan is shown trying to rape Ayla after morning prayers. I found there were symptoms of alcohol use and stimulants. For the first interrogation target is bu ismi because she works in the kitchen.” Fadlan.
“Ayla! Ismi!” exclaimed Mr. Cahyadi as if he did not believe. The middle-aged man looked at his wife. “You see now, Ma. Women who are loved even have a bad influence on our children. It could be their wits to get into our family.” Mr. Cahyadi left Fadlan's doctor's room immediately. Followed by the wife who wondered where her husband was going. Her eyes were round as her husband walked into the back room. He guessed the next action.
THE PLAAAK!
That burly hand had already landed on Ayla's face. There is no mercy for the girl. Some of the people guarding Ayla tried to break up.
“What do you do, sir?” ms. Cahyadi immediately restrained her husband's body.
“I taught this woman a lesson. She is not a good woman, she even wanted to marry an old man who already had many wives. He also ran away the dowry that my wife had given me. Especially your mother, a materialistic woman. You know, Saskia when Ismi was about to apply for Harsa, she gave a lot of complicated requirements. For love, my sister fulfilled it. But what's going on? Ismi and her family ran away with the dowry.” The sound of the cahyadi shrieked high. "And now they're going into our family? I won't let it!"
"Already, Sir. That's the past. They left because they were kicked out of the contract. Maybe there's no shelter so there's no news. I've been sincere about it..."
"That's my money! not your money. I'm the head of the family, I'm the one who gives you a living and can make Afan high school. I would never be sincere if Afan really married her!"
"I wouldn't want to marry my father either!" Ayla who had been silent and cornered.
"I don't want to marry a man like him. How can he keep his wife if she's ruined her dignity."
Mr. Cahyadi left the room Ayla occupied. But not with Ms. Cahyadi. The woman who was instead trying to calm Ayla who was still shaken.
After Mr. Cahyadi left the room, Ayla immediately shrank her body on the floor. He seems to have no spirit of life. Although Afan has not touched his crown. But the man had already harassed him. Ayla is dirty. His legs folded, his face covered in the folds of his hands. A small cry sounded. Ms. Cahyadi saw it become filled.
"What's so bad, what's my fault for being like this?" crying Ayla.
"Pardon my son, Ayla." whispered Ms. Cahyadi.
As a fellow female, Bu Cahyadi's heart was knocked. She did not blame Ayla, her little heart said Ayla was just a victim. But he also wondered why his son was so strong. What time he has given so far has not been fruitful. Where Bu Cahyadi allowed Afan to get Ayla back before returning to Kalimantan.
"I'm sorry mother's daughter, Ayla. You must be shaken by all this. I was shocked too, I know my son. He's not usually like this." Ayla kept her distance from Ms. Cahyadi. "So you blame me? You think I'd want to be treated like this?"
"If you'd like, I'd ask Afan to take responsibility for what he's doing. Please do not refuse my request. Because I know you love each other. Even though I know what Afan is doing is very wrong. Please be with you, son."
"I'm sorry, Mom. It hurts a lot to remember what Afan did. I can't forgive Brother Afan." Ayla divorced her body from Bu Cahyadi. Now he chose to sit by the window. Her tears were dripping as if there was sorrow she felt.
"Mom Cahyadi, can we talk?" Ismi was already standing in front of the owner of the parlour. Ms. Cahyadi was just one step away from the room Ayla occupied. These two women of one generation immediately sat on the front porch of the parlour. Teak wooden chairs accompany them to start what will be discussed.
"I'm sorry if my request was too bad. But Afan has to take responsibility for Ayla. I was afraid that Ayla would suddenly become pregnant without a husband" Ms Ismi said.
"I've talked to Ayla, Ismi. But Ayla was still shocked by the incident. Let's wait for him to calm down. Just talked about again. It's honestly unethical to talk about it now. Doctor Fadlan said, Ayla will be on the visa first. After hearing the police statement we take the next action."
If you use a visa later found out that Ayla is still holy. Failed my plan to get rich. All this time I supported Ayla and Afan because of her background. It's not that Ms. Saskia supports their relationship. If the obstacle is only Mr. Cahyadi I think it can be overcome. Inner Ismi.
"Sorry, Miss Ismi. You have to come with us to the police station" said one of the police officers.
"I? To ... why? what am I wrong?"
"From the cctv the mother was shown to put something in the drink pak Afan."
"Cctvs?" Ismi shocked.
"Yes, Mom. And Afan will also be arrested for trying to rape Ayla." Fadlan.
"Bu .. not me! Son, Fadlan please help mom. This is all not true. Do you want to repay Ayla's father? I promise to accept you as your own child. But help mommy, son!" bu Ismi's voice is getting away.
Fadlan took a deep breath. He did not expect that Miss Ismi was involved.
"Mom, you better finish it at the police station. If the mother is not mistaken, she will be released. About Ayla, don't be afraid. We're all here to take care of Ayla."
So this is all Ismi's work. O Allah, have he done that with Ayla and Afan. Afan's tail will be dragged along.