Marrying a Crazy Man
The Death Execution.

Firo pondered for a moment, Flashing in his mind the shadow of his father figure as a child filled his mind. Yes, only then was he so close to his father. Firo feels guilty for not being able to help her now. He's sitting on the floor waiting for Mr. Bram to be executed tonight.

It's been two hours waiting, the figure of his father just appeared standing in front of him with handcuffed hands accompanied by Lapasa officers, "Don't be sad, I've sincerely accepted it," cried Mr. Bram softly.

Firo's face looked up, His eyes were swollen from tears staring at me at his father, "Daddy, I'm sorry!" firo hugged his father on his knees, "I shouldn't have reported you, Daddy! I'm sorry" Firo said in a raucous voice.

Mr. Bram shrugged his son's shoulders slowly, "Wake up, son! Don't grieve. Every guilty person will receive the appropriate punishment, whether it is in the world or in the hereafter" said Mr. Bram.

The two men hugged each other for the last time. This time Firo was unable to hold back her tears. He spilled right over his father's shoulder, "Thank you for being my father! Thank you for keeping me this big, Daddy. I'm not gonna hate you anymore"

There will be a few hours of execution. Mr. Bram who was initially agitated now began to calm down again. This old man is ready to kill his life today, "Take care of all your family, Firo" said Mr. Bram for the last time, "I've calmed down to leave you all"

Almost ten minutes later Firo hugged his father. For him he had no regard for the officer who had been watching them, "I promise to look after them, Daddy"

For three days now Firo was on the island of Nusakamba with his son and wife. Three days later, Firo visited his father at Lapasa. He rented a house on the island to accompany his father in his last three days.

Before Mr. Bram was executed, the execution team had already killed one other death row inmate. Even when ill, the death row inmate remains executed tonight. An hour later, Mr. Bram will be dribbled to a shooting range not far from the field.

Police officers pulled Mr. Bram's body slowly from his son's arms. Mr. Bram was quite calm, he walked slowly away from Firo who was trying to hold his body.

"Sir! I beg you to reconsider the death penalty for my father, Don't do it now!" pinta Firo pleads with one of the Lapasa officers.

"Master! I'm just the executor, Sorry! You should be able to let go of your father sincerely" said a Lapasa officer to calm Firo.

Mr. Bram was led out accompanied by several heavily armed police officers entering a car, to the execution site. Firo, who was trying to restrain his father's body, was pushed back to stay away from Mr. Bram, "You can't come with us!" call one of the executioners.

Firo who tried to plead with the police continued to be pushed back until he fell. As big as Mr. Bram's fault was to him, still he wasn't ready to accept his father at the execution tonight.

Outside, several media gathered, journalists and heavily armed police officers were on guard. Several family members of the death row inmates were gathered outside, including Shaka who stood to calm her crying mother. Medina accompanied Firo, standing outside carrying the sleeping Drago on her shoulders.

For the last time, Mr. Bram gave his warmest smile as well as a farewell smile to his family who were waiting outside. One by one they took turns hugging Mr. Bram. Drago who was asleep suddenly woke up because of a hug from Mr. Bram.

Mr. Bram kissed the boy's forehead, "Grandfather leaves, Drago. Please take care of Drago, Mey"

Medina nodded as she held down Drago who was trying to get down from her sling who wanted to chase after her grandfather, Mr. Bram.

"Grandfather, where are you going? Drago wants to go with Grandpa" said Drago whining to go down, "Well, put down Drago, I want to go with Grandpa"

Drago cried when Mr. Bram let go of his tiny hand. He waved towards Firo, Shaka, Madam Stella and Medina who did not stop to shed tears.

"Don't come, son. Let grandfather go to heaven quietly!" medina told Drago to hug her child's little body.

Unbelieving Firo is still trying to call for the execution of his father,

Unfortunately how hard Firo pleaded, it remains that the death sentence for Mr. Bram was carried out tonight. Shaka, who saw his brother kneeling, pleaded, Run up to the body to stand up, "Firo, we must be sincere!" shaka said wake Firo up.

Mr. Bram had entered the car to the execution site accompanied by one clergyman and several armed police officers. Mr. Bram is so strong facing his last moments in this world.

Before reaching the execution site, Mr. Bram had been pacified by a religious leader in the car. Mr. Bram is one hundred percent ready that tonight is his last hour in the world.

Shaka rode in the same car with Firo and Medina to the execution site, their car running hand in hand with the hearse that Mr. Bram would occupy later when he died.

The sound of ambulance sirens stopped to coincide with their arrival at the place where Mr. Bram was to be executed. They can only wait until the front.

With a gontai move, Firo got off the car that Shaka was driving. The man then ran to where he is now crowded with police and journalists.

Apparently Mr. Bram has entered the execution site. Mr. Bram repeatedly took a deep breath so that he could rest assured and calmly leave this world. A few happy memories in this world with his wife and children. Mr. Bram recalls memories of Fira, his wife whom he killed and his best friend Jovan.

Fira, Ivy. I'll catch up with you guys now. I'm sure you've calmed down, life is avenged with life. I'm sincere that it's the end of my world. Wait me.. Fira.. Jovans.

Before Mr. Bram entered the firing range, his Head looked up at the sky, Praying to God as he continued to calm his agitated mind. His chest that had been calm suddenly rumbled after one of the officers would cover the head covering cloth to him.

His body was clean and fragrant before the execution, Mr. Bram had prepared his body to look clean when he died. He also gave Firo a will, and he wanted to be buried next to his ex-wife.

Deg. deg...

No matter how calm he is, Mr. Bram still feels afraid when his feet walk into the field Shoot prepared as a silent witness of his death. Without feeling a tear coming out of the corner of his eye. His body trembled slightly, resigned and limp, his legs seemed unable to support his body.

What we have planted, that is what we will reap. Such is the proverb that describes Mr. Bram today. He must take responsibility for his actions for deliberately killing his wife and best friend. Whatever reason there is nothing to justify a Mr. Bram, a distributor and grower of cannabis leaves.

The blindfolded Mr. Bram was standing in the middle, his increasingly squeezed hand being linked to a pole. Mr. Bram continued to pray in his heart, while continuing to regulate his breathing.

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Sorry if Mr. Bram's execution here is not appropriate or similar to the real-world execution. The author does not intend to offend or equate any party. This work is made purely from the authority.

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