
I only saw as Clara lowered her head and cried as hiccups in front of me. I was confused as to why he was crying. Is he ashamed of his disgrace I know. There was a little bit of compassion inside of me. Surely Clara did not necessarily become a thorn in the flesh of her adoptive mother's family. There must be a trigger for why he could be third. Moreover, the heart of the woman he hurt was his own foster mother who had been taking care of him since childhood. Taking her from the orphanage and giving her complete affection like the other children.
"Mbak .. i-this is not as much as Mbak Sinta thought," he suddenly said in between his tears that began to subside.
I kept quiet and gave no answer. To be more precise, I was waiting for the next word that this young woman would say to me.
"I never took my father away from my mother" he said later.
I still didn't respond, my earlobe I put up wide to listen to the explanation.
"Father forced me to marry after my mother died" he said.
"MAY MARRY?" my sergeant in a confused tone.
"Yes, Mommy!" answer Clara slowly.
"So, Riki, your son was born out of a forced marriage?" I asked in a stern tone, between curiosity and to corner Clara.
"No, Ma'am. Riki was the son of my first husband" replied Clara.
"Where is he now?" my many.
"He was dead, Ma'am, two years ago, a few months later followed by my adoptive mother" Clara replied.
"After they both died, you two got married, did you?" tanju.
"Not so the story is, Ma'am. You forced me, Mother! I'm scared!" clara replied again in a frightened tone.
"Aren't you able to resist your adoptive father's crazy wishes. Aren't you ashamed of your neighbor or your brother?" I said it out loud again.
"Nobody knows this marriage, Ma'am other than the residents of the house because our house is a little far apart from the neighbors" replied Clara.
"Oooo .. then you feel free to do anything because it is unknown to others?" my sergeant.
"Father threatened me, Ma'am!" said the woman in front of me.
"He threatened what's the same to you?" my many.
"The father said that he was engaged in the practice of indulgence" replied Clara.
"Whataaa?" my words don't believe.
"Yes, Mother. The father said that my husband and adoptive mother died because it had been used as a mengumbal pesugihan pakal father," replied Clara Lirih
"Oh my God!" my peek.
"The father also said that he was forced to sacrifice his mother because he did not have the heart to see his sick mother" Clara replied again.
"Astagfirefullah!!! Really no longer sane your father. So, what does this have to do with marrying you?" I asked.
"According to the father, the genie who was asked to help the father wanted one more collision as the last one. This last lump must be from the blood of the father's own flesh with women who have long enjoyed the results of paternity," replied Clara stammering back because it was so sad.
"Why isn't your foster father looking for another woman to take your place?" ask again.
"It's not possible time, ma'am. The genie took a quick time and finally the father forced me. And I was forced to agree because according to the father if the last fall was not immediately given then in his stead the father had to provide ten collateral for children who were under sixteen years old and born in friday to replace him. Riki was born Friday, Ma'am. I did all of that to save Riki," the woman replied with a sobbing cry.
"And did your adoptive father manage to give you that final impact after marrying you?" manya curious.
Clara shook her head.
"No, Ma'am. It seems that the barren are the father, so during marriage with their mother they have no children" replied Clara.
"Lantas, how did your foster father give the genie a gift?" my many.
"Oh my God, how sweet of your foster father. His own grandson's time is about to be made into a collision," I cried.
"Yes, Mother. Looks like your humanity has broken up, Ma'am," replied Clara.
"Why did your father know that you ran here?" my many.
"Jinnya told him that. Including also telling the father that Nur, the son of Mbak Sinta was born on Friday," said Clara.
"Your father must have seen Nur the first time you gave meatballs to the boy, huh?" my many.
"Yes, Mother. You saw Nur at that time and he immediately knew the birth day of Sinta's child," replied Clara.
"Lantas, how can Riki still escape your foster father so far?" my many.
"Because I threatened you, ma'am. I threatened not to serve his biological needs again until he overthrew Riki" Clara replied.
"And your father was afraid of your threat?" my many.
"Yes, Mother. So far it's still effective" Clara replied.
"Don't you just say that the time isn't long for the genie to give you?" ask again.
"Yes, maybe you always managed to find other tubal born on Friday other than Riki," replied Clara.
"Don't tell me this time Nur is going to be your son's shield, Clara!" my sergeant.
"No, Ma'am. I don't want Sinta's son to be the next victim, so I gave him the bracelet. There are only two bracelets, Ma'am. It was my adoptive mother's almarhumah. Before she died, my mother told me that one day my father would definitely go after Riki. And according to the mother, the bracelet was the one that could save Riki," said Clara.
My breathing became congested as soon as I heard Clara's explanation.
"I'm sorry, Clara. Already accusing you of not-no," I said while embracing the young woman.
"Thank you for trusting me, Ma'am. And I also apologize, because of me, Nur must be threatened his soul," said Clara while hugging me tightly.
"We're going to face your foster father together, Clara. We can't stay quiet, Clara. A bad man like your father should be punished in prison" I said, taking off our arms and wiping tears in Clara's eyes.
"It's not that easy, Ma'am. Father's crimes are difficult to prove physically" Clara said.
Come to think of it, it was also true what Clara said. The police will find it difficult to prove the crime committed by him, he can counter-claim for defamation if kamj can not prove his crime.
"We think about it later Clara with Mas Diki. The most important thing now is the safety of Nur and Riki" I said.
"Yes, Ma'am!" answer Clara.
"When did your father come here again?" my many.
"Maybe it's Sunday, Ma'am" replied Clara as if she was uncomfortable telling me.
I understood his feelings at the time. No woman wants to be in her position.
"Prophey, Clara. We'll help you!" my words were greeted with a sweet smile Clara.
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