Marrying a Crazy Man
20 Years Ago.

Twenty years ago.

Jovan and his son had an accident. His car fell off a bridge in the river below. Lucky they survived. Meysa's son suffered minor injuries while Jovan suffered serious injuries resulting in a broken spine.

After a few minutes on the banks of the river there was no one to help, from a distance Jovan saw his best friend walking towards him.

"Bram," cried Jovan to his best friend.

As if getting a breath of fresh air Jovan smiled, finally someone would help her.

Jovan's eyes sparkled when he saw his best friend approaching him. Jovan can't get up because of the car accident that hit him and his son, Meysa.

Bram and a bodyguard descend from the side of the bridge to the river where Jovan's car crashed.

On the river bank,

"Help us, Bram" Jovan's hand he pointed at his best friend.

Bram approached Jovan who was lying weakly.

Next to Jovan was a little girl hugging her doll. The little girl was crying in pain because her legs were bleeding.

"Dad, my legs are bleeding" Meysa said in tears next to Jovan.

Jovan was helpless not to help his son, to help himself even he could not. As a result of falling from the bridge his body is difficult to move. Luckily Meysa, a five-year-old girl, was not seriously injured.

"I'm sorry, Joan. I can't help you" Bram told Jovan.

Jovan lowered his hand. The lips that were originally smiling now changed pias.

"What do you mean, Bram?" jovan was disappointed.

"Sorry!" said Bram, "I can't help you, I'm standing here because I want to finish you off" whispered Bram softly in Jovan's ear.

Deg, man,

Moments later stopped when Jovan heard a whisper from his best friend.

"Bram" said Jovan very slowly. He looked at his best friend.

Meysa who heard that sat in fear curled up to her father who was lying down.

"Dad, I'm scared" she said in tears.

Jovan hugs Meysa so she doesn't feel scared.

"What's my fault?" Jovan.

"You're innocent, Jovan! It is precisely me who is wrong to have brought you into this matter" said Bram sitting next to Jovan who was lying down.

"I'm sorry, I put that forbidden item in your office. I accidentally put it down because the police were after me" he said.

Jovan's hands were clenched hard. If only he was as helpless as he was now, it was clear Jovan would have hit the man in front of him.

"Fuck you, Bram! Why should I... Didn't I consider you my best friend" cried Jovan.

Bram shifted his position.

"Sorry Jovan, I accidentally put the item in your place, my position when it was desperate" said Bram.

Meysa, the little girl stared fearfully at Bram her father's best friend. As Meysa recalls several times she often saw him with her father.

"I don't think it out, Bram. It turns out that you are a ganj* dealer, There are many people out there that you have harmed, do you not care about your victims, Hah" cried Jovan.

"What's? Care about? then who cares about me? When I beg for help from people for the cost of my two sisters' treatment, who cares about me? There ain't! Not even a glance at me" Bram said firmly.

"Bram, you've been blinded by money" said Jovan.

"Then why did you set me up? as if I was the culprit. Why not someone else? Don't you think I'm your best friend" cried Jovan.

Companions! You don't know how much it hurts me to remember your parents who kicked me out when I borrowed money to treat my two sisters, Inner Bram.

Bram closed his eyes, in the corner of his eyes there were already tears dripping down.

"Sorry, I have to finish you off. The police will suspect me that I let you live" Bram said.

"What I've built, I don't want it all destroyed. What I have in mind now is money. With money I can buy everything" said Bram, smiling.

You're wrong, Bram! inner Jovan.

Jovan pulled Bram's arm, "Bram, remember that one day you will regret, In this world even though you have a lot of money you cannot guarantee your life will be happy later" whispered Jovan in Bram's ear.

Jovan tightly hugged her son, Meysa, "Don't be afraid, son" she said.

"Fang, finish them off" Bram told the men beside him.

Bram turned his body rushing to leave Jovan.

Because of his master's orders. Fang, a Bram's men are about to take Jovan's life. In his hand held the pillow he got from Jovan's car.

"Don't hurt my father" cried Meysa.

Meysa the little girl then bit Fang's hand which tried to smother Jovan's face with a pillow. Fang pushed Meysa down.

"Don't hurt my son" cried Jovan. He tried to fight but because he was helpless he finally lost.

Meysa fell not far from her father. In front of her eyes Meysa saw her father take his life.

"Father." Meysa's cry broke and she hit the man who had killed her father.

Fang pulls Meysa's hand, The little girl tries to fight back. But because of his small body he bounced away on the rocks. His head was bleeding from a rock, Meysa was unconscious.

Bramantyo he was a friend of his father, Jovan. Grandfather of the child in his birth.

***

Her tears did not stop flowing when she remembered the incident.

Medina lay on the mattress while stroking her flat stomach.

Why is everything so weird?

Why did fate bring me back to my father's killer?

Why should I enter their lives?

Why do I remember it now?

Many questions in his mind were raging.

Medina looked at the ring embedded in her ring finger. Smile on his lips.

Why do I love my father's killer's son?

Only a few days later did she not see Medina feeling homesick for her husband.

***

It's been three days since Firo left the room. Every day he just lay and wriggled in his room every day eating only a few bribes that Shaka forced him.

Shaka was still waiting in his room.

"You haven't budged in three days from your bed" Shaka said.

Firo sat back on the edge of his bed.

"What next are you going to be like this?" shaka raised his voice.

Shaka approached Firo closer.

Firo stared hard at Shaka.

"If you keep going like this. Your wife will be sad in the afterlife" Shaka said.

"I'm sure you won't let your wife be sad!" Shaka sat next to Firo.

"My wife is not dead yet" cried Firo.

"What?" shaka.

"You said your wife isn't dead? if you're sure your wife isn't dead, why are you in the room?" shaka.

Firo only realized that he was too late in grief. Firo tries to get people to look for his wife. But until this moment he had not heard the news.

"You should get up and look for your wife, not just lie in the room. The Mana Firo that I knew seventeen years ago," Shaka said shaking Firo's shoulder.

In times of decline like this, Shaka plays an important role.

Firo felt slapped with Shaka's words.

You're right, Shaka. I have to act! inner Firo.