NAURA'S SECRET BEHIND THE PRISON BARS
Wedding of Ayuni Kartika

Tonight is long and long for Naura. I don't know why. As if there are many thoughts that block in his heart and also in his head.

He recalled his meeting with his new lawyer which was only 10 days different he said, with Naura. Whether true or just making up, he doesn't know.

Or maybe it is a laywer tactic, in order to extract more information about Naura.

But he was confused, today the lawyer just came to lunch a box of chicken noodles Gajah Mada and a cup of juice his favorite fruit.

There was not a word of question thrown from the lips of the lawyer who was so handsome dazzling. Even after he finished eating, he just went away while giving him a TTS book which is also one of his favorites. Filling the book Teka Teki Silang.

That's what makes Naura Salsabila salute her persuasive 'approach.

One piece of the puzzle box he managed to solve in just a few hours. There are dozens more sheets. He intentionally saved it for tomorrow. Because the TTS book is quite enough to repel its saturation in cells.

For the time being, he is still under police surveillance and investigation. Automatically the movement space is still very little, not able to activity like other LAPAS residents.

Hhh..... Naura let out a short breath. He massaged his temple which was painful because it had been two weeks he became 'sickness'. A week in the district police, a week in this RUTAN.

His eyes glared at the several women who were in a cell with him. To be exact, there are 6 people in the cell that are likely to be 10×10 meters in size. There's a bathroom not closed properly in the corner.

Grateful Naura is in a prison that the majority of its residents do not like to make money. Just the look of his cynical eyes he got. Not making him and the other five people hit each other, let alone beards as often depicted in Indonesian films or dramas.

I don't know what time it is. It looks like the five women of different ages who are in cells with it are so sound asleep even though only a thin floor mattress and a small pillow without bolsters only.

Naura threw her body on the edge of the wall. He's a new guy. It is quite natural if you can only cover on the edge. Still mending rather than having to sleep in a humid bathroom because the mold on the walls and dark dull without lighting.

There are no pleasantries, let alone a welcome from the old occupant. Likewise, there is no need to smile at the charm of introducing themselves to them.

Even to this day, he has lived with them for 7 days. Just to go to the bathroom alone, he had to give up being the last one to get a turn.

Naura's tears, as if they had dried up the source. No longer he cried for his bad luck who had to curl up in police custody.

Naura tried to close her eyes, in order to dampen all the flogging in her chest.

Rogue mosquitoes occasionally steal their sweet blood by sticking their muzzle needles on their white skin, making Naura occasionally pat even sometimes with a tight so bad it was bitten.

..............

"Want to be moved immediately, Buk?" Little Naura asked her mother, when she saw Mbak Ayuni Kartika taken by her husband directly after ijab kabul an hour ago.

Naura looked at her brother in confusion. The view of a 7-year-old girl, seeing her only brother crying sadly say goodbye to Father and Mother.

The black metallic Toyota Kijang Innova was sliding her brother away after kissing Naura's cheek left right.

Mbak Ayuni's husband, a Head of Hamlet in the next village. And his age is very much adrift with the Mbaknya Naura. Maybe even older than his father.

"Look! Her husband is old, isn't he?" naura said softly but was immediately hit softly on her cheek.

"Can't say that!" ibuk snapped in half whispers as Naura approached him after Ayuni's kabul ijab was finished.

Because a week ago, his mother was crying roaring after a big storm with Mr. Ibuk. But now, Mbak Ayuni was actually married to a middle-aged man who was almost the age of Father.

And after Naura was mature enough, she found out. Mbak Ayuni was forcefully married to the Head of the Village next door, because the father had a lot of debt to him and could not pay. So, mbak Ayuni is her barteran so that the debt of Mr. paid off.

Hhhh......

Little Naura has never seen her again since. Though the distance of the village and the next village is only a few kilometers. It doesn't take hours to get home.

Even Mbak Ayuni did not go home on Eid al-Fitr or Eid al-Adha. There was only her husband's man who often came once a month to give you a brown envelope, which is somehow contained. And only Naura knew after adulthood, if it was money.

And Naura also just found out, if with the money also she can continue her high school and high school. Although in exchange for holding back his longing for his only brother.

Six years ago, Ayuni did not return to their home which was very simple. Is it possible that the consequences of her husband's agreement with Mr. Ibuk, which is certain.both Naura's parents never once talked about the reason why she never came home.

Even on every day, there were only three of them. Month after month, year after year.until Naura was on the bench of SMU.

"Father, Ibuuk!!!"

The voice that Naura missed was heard echoing in her tiny, very simple house.

"Bak Ayuniii!"

"Yes Tuhaaan, Cimplung-kuuuu!! You're a big boy, Dek! You're a teenage girl!"

Naura was shocked instantly. In front of him stood a thin, dry woman. Very thin even, because the posture of his mother is quite high so that it affects his appearance.

"Come! Sick mom? Why is my body so skinny?"

Broke the tears of Naura and Ayuni instantly. Both embrace. Cuddle each other tightly.

Naura remembers. His happy childhood with Mbak Ayuni. Shower once one of them. Splashing each other with cold but soothing river water. Pinched each other and pricked each other.

Ayuni's body used to be so crazy. Although small, tall... But her body is bohay and ouhai. Her chest was full. Also his ass, big and tempting.

Not infrequently every day after the time, there are always men both young and middle-aged who tease Ayuni even if just acquaintance.

Ayuni and Naura are 8 years old. And Mbak Ayuni was married by the Father when he was just 15 years old.

Now, that sweet face with chubby cheeks and sensual lips has changed its shape. There are only eyes that get bigger because of dark circles and tapered cheeks, many acne scars.

His nose looks bigger because of his small face to the jawbone protruding clearly. Also the beautiful lips that used to be so mbakgan, like disappearing just like that. Being lips that are pale pias without lip gloss let alone lipstick tempting color.

Naura cried even more tightly hugging her mother's body. Teraba all skeletons of his spine.

"Mom! Did you suffer living with your husband?"

.......SERIATE........