Cyandra
Soften her a rock.

"Heh old man...!!, why no good food comes here again.??", when an inmate seizes the head of the Hatta pact with ease.

"Biasalah" said Pak Hatta briefly.

"You should call your wife to send us good food.!!, stupid.!!", exclaimed one inmate pointing to the phone sitting on the police desk.

"I told you..!!, get used to it.!!", cried Mr. Hatta annoyed.

"Dare you shout in front of me ..!!", exclaimed one prisoner as he landed a few blows on the face of Mr. Hatta.

Fortunately the police officers came to break them up.

"Stop...!!, this is what you want..!!, take..!!", shouted the police giving a large pack of plastic food to the inmates.

At once also the body of Mr. Hatta was released from the grips of the death hand of an inmate who was ready to devour it.

The Napi immediately scrambled over the food they had not tasted for a long time.

"It's yours sir" said the police officer, handing out a box of food to the Hatta pact.

"For the police only" said Pak Hatta without looking at his food box.

It was as if there was guilt, disappointment and resentment in him.

"Why uncle..??, uncle would not eat him after knowing I sent him...??", exclaimed Kiandra walked up to the cell of Hatta sir.

"What are you doing here.??" exclaimed Hatta turned his body away.

"Can't I come here???" asked Kiandra.

"Can't.!!!, you're just teasing me.!!", cried Mr. Hatta while hiding his tears.

"Is this what you want to watch from me .??", exclaimed Mr. Hatta.

"Here son, let's go home, why you have to be humble in front of the stone" said Sri's mother pulled the hand of Kiandra who was still staring fixedly at Pak Hatta in front of her.

"I'm here trying so hard to forget my uncle's bitter past, it's also hard for me, but my parents never taught me anything bad, talk if you can think clearly", said Kiandra put a box of food in front of the uncle and then passed away with Sri.

Pak Hatta still does not budge from his place.

In his mind, he imagined his upbringing towards the princess only wayangnya with the upbringing of the brother in his child.

He also remembered all the crimes he had committed on his own brother.

If I were that child, I would have cursed the moment I met my parents' killer, but he turned his back on it, Mr. Hatta muttered in his heart.

Queen will not be as clean as it is addressing this world...., even I can he forget it easily, even though everything I did for their sake, stupid me..!!, I...!!, pak Hatta complained in his heart while reaching for the food box in front of him.

He cried when he saw his favorite side dish tucked in there.

While crying, he devoured the food until it was gone.

"Older freak ...!!, just now he refused it raw, now he eats without guilt, cih....!!, what does he want..??", said an inmate without being listened to by Pak Hatta.

"You know.!!, he's my great nephew, I don't know what I am without him in my circumstances like this" said Mr. Hatta wiping his tears.

"I'm sorry brother", said Pak Hatta clean his lunch box without a grain of rice left.

This stone can also soften mbak Sri, thank you.