Indissolubility
Police Station

It's been six months that Reyhan has been in the bars. The face that used to look handsome, is no longer. Even the sideburns that used to look neat, now grow densely on the side of his face. The body that used to contain now taakuk skinny even, impressed very thin.

"Mas, how are you doing now?" Lani stared at the face of the man she loved that looked thinner than usual.

"As you can see, dear," he replied as he was. "What are you doing, honey? Mom is the same Reni how she is?" continued.

"Reni alhamdulillah healthy Mas. But, Mom's situation is not okay, Mom. Lately it seems sickly. Even Mom's body has looked thinner since you were detained" Lani replied lowered her head. Withholding tears that were about to come out. He was very sad to see his family.

"Didn't you take me to the hospital, honey?" Reyhan seemed worried about his mother's situation. If this hadn't happened, her mother wouldn't be what she is today. It was all his fault that he did not think of doing anything. To the impact on his small family.

Lani nodded. "Already Mas. There is no change whatsoever. Even more so," Lani wiped the tears that came out of her eyes.

Reyhan can't do anything right now. Under conditions still held in iron bars. Even his tenure was still more than two years away. Still a long time he'll be out of this hold. What a joy the life she is living right now.

"Please take care of Mom, honey. Only you are now Mas' hope to take care of Mom. Pray that you are healthy here" he asked his wife.

Lani nodded again. "Yes, I will take good care of you. You also have to be healthy" he replied. "Yes, I went home first. Later the visiting time is also over," Lani pulled her husband's hand to salami with reverence.

"Yes Dear. You be careful on the road," Reyhan landed a kiss on the wife's forehead.

"Yes, it's Mas,"

****

Reyhan is now back in the bars, which has been a few months to accompany him. Even there he was also treated arbitrarily with his friend. Because his condition is no longer normal, making him a slave for his friend. Even though there were only three people inside. Reyhan will be a masseuse for them.

However, they never ate Reyhan. Because they have feelings too. It's just that they'll treat Reyhan to scold themselves who feels tired. Because it hasn't been out of there in a long time. Not even a brother visited them. Only Reyhan has family visiting.

"Hi Rey, massage me now. My body feels very tired" said one of them. Throwing his hand that will be in Reyhan's incandescent.

Reyhan just nodded. No rejection, even if he wants to. He didn't want them to hit his leg that wasn't fully healed. The long fingers began to massage the man's large arm.

"What was your wife again?" the question was when Reyhan coolly stomped on the man's arm.

"Yes Mas." replied Reyhan accordingly.

"Your other family doesn't exist?" The man asked back.

"There Mas, My mother. But right now he is sick. My mother can't go anywhere either" Reyhan replied with condensed eyes. Remembering the words of his wife earlier, made Reyhan's heart melt.

There's a tightness in Reyhan's chest at the moment. His heart ached at the thought of what he had said to his son at that time. Giving vile slander and making his son almost lose that because, he who is angry and revenge is not fundamental.

"Oooh, I hope you get well soon,"

"Thank you, Mommy,"

"Yes. I am thankful that there are families coming to visit. Unlike us, no one in the family cared" the other friend chimed in on their words.

"Yes, you're still in Rey's favor." continued the man who is now energized in Reyhan's massage.

"Yes alhmadulillah Mas," Reyhan displayed his sweet smile to the two of them. Although Reyhan is often used as their masseuse, they are still good to Reyhan.

"Honestly, I also really want to have a nice family. But yes, because I'm a prisoner at this police station, no one cares anymore. Though they used to compete close to me," The man in Reyhan's massage looked down. Given the times when his family seemed warm and harmonious.

"Prophe Mas, I'm sure that one day they will come to visit Mas here," Reyhan tried to calm the man down.

"It won't be possible. If that's why they haven't come in a year. Even they seem to forget me, who used to fight for the needs of their lives" he replied.

"Sama Mas, even my wife and son have never come here to visit me, just once, since I came here. As if they had forgotten about me. As if I wasn't their family anymore" Reyhan's friend sitting in front of him was cute. A sad look from the man's face.

"Maybe they're happy with their lives out there. So that I forget who is here," add more.

"Maybe from there you can judge. If they are not the best for you. If they were the best, there would be no way they would let Mas resist the longing alone in here" Reyhan said wisely.

"Yes, you are right Rey. Maybe this is how God tested me and them. Test how much they accept me in their lives. Or just enjoy life when I'm not around them and forget that they have me away from them" said the man in Reyhan's massage.

The man in front of them just nodded his head. Agree with what his placemate said.

****

Reyhan was sitting pensively next to his friend who had already gone to bed. Reyhan's mind glared at his mother who was at home. Bad thoughts sometimes come to the man. The deep sense of regret he now felt. Reyhan only displayed a sweet smile as he and his friend told a story. But deep down, there was the deepest regret.

I regret what he did for his son. Regretting the unsubstantiated decisions he made. Sorry for slandering his own son. The point is that he is very sorry for what he has done. Even to apologize, he can't. Asking his wife to represent him, he was not sure it would work either.

"O Allah, this chest is very sick. Sick for having harmed the servant's own biological child. Gave him vile slander. Even with this establishment of self severing blood ties with him. Forgive me, O Allah. Forgive me for my mistake, "Tears have seeped on Reyhan's cheeks. The man was crying in deep regret.

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