Prison of Love
Anger

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When Gilang was forcibly taken by two strapping men, I was still stiff in my place. It had never been imagined before that there was such a cruel and cruel man. Hiding behind innocence, blaming the world behind all its evil and proudly using one's compassion to take advantage of it.

No human being can be trusted. This convinced me even more that the appearance and the words that come out of a person's mouth cannot be a measure of personality.

What is less than Gilang? He looks like a nice guy, quiet, and tends to be ‘jinak’. He never returned insinuations, taunts or even jokes from other friends. He just seems to be busy with his world.

Who would have thought it turned out that behind it he kept a very frightening personality, a chaotic mindset and a busy corner of the eye denouncing while looking for prey?

How could he trap a woman by pretending to be sick, pretending to take something at his boarding house, pretending to be helping with a difficult college assignment and other reasons to take a woman to bed, recording an incident of abuse and making it a tool to tie a woman's neck?

What made me shudder even more, he didn't realize it was a mistake. With pride he even blamed his victims. Accusing them as the reason for the crimes he has committed many times.

Maybe this is the reason why Hengky asked me to stay in this room earlier. Because if I were in the same room, I don't know what I'd do.

Women are created as objects? Huh uh?!

Does he not think that he was born from the womb of a woman? Not realizing that he was born crying helplessly and then given the first source of livelihood from a woman's body?

Argha! I feel like my emotions are on the horizon!

When Hengky opened the door and approached me, I just greeted him slowly with a faint smile. Confusion searched for the right word after my heart and mind were bombarded like that.

“You want to see Shinta?” Hengky pointed out the door.

“He's still here?”

Hengky answered my sentence with a small nod, “At least before he was picked up by the police.”

“Police?”

Ah, it seems like my brain's performance hasn't worked well. I just kept asking the unimportant thing to Hengky.

“It's time Shinta learned to take responsibility for the mistakes she made.”

Hengky stuck out her hand, taking me out.

I took a deep breath and then I exhaled slowly, I repeated it three times until my feelings began to calm down again. I don't want to show my emotions and anger in front of Shinta.

With a smile I received Hengky's hand.

Shinta was still sitting on the sofa waiting room when Hengky and I showed up. The look in his eyes led to our hands clasping each other, he smiled bitterly as he let out a long sigh,

“Hai, Naya,” say slow.

I'm trying to smile, “How are you, Ta?”

Shinta smiled wryly, “As you see...” she looked down at her own body and then smiled again, “How do you think?”

I let go of Hengky's hand and turned to him, “Honey, I'm the same Shinta want to chat for a moment, can?”

Hengky frowned, “You sure?”

I answered the question with a nod and a small smile. He hesitated to leave me but I pushed his waist slowly, forcing him to leave.

“Okey, I'm in the room Om Day ya.”

I shook my hand, asking him to leave immediately.

“Same as you used to,” I replied briefly.

Shinta smiled back. A smile full of sadness. The curvature of her lips was flat and wide without being accompanied by eye contact. His smile was very representative of his current feelings, broken and fragile.

“I never knew you were close to Gilang.”

“I'm shy, Naya.” Shinta lowered her head, “I shouldn't be like that to her, shouldn't I?”

I bite my lips. Seeing her so heartbroken made me so jealous. His words back then seemed to be true, our friendship meant nothing to him. He did not look sad when he betrayed and hurt me.

But look now, he was crying until his eyes were swollen, his hair was messed up and his eyes were blank.

“For me, betrayal is worse than death. You know, I can understand death, but I can't imagine betrayal. For there to be betrayal, there must be trust first. It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend. It hurts a lot more, doesn't it?”

Shinta let out a long breath. He shook his head weakly, “How can you survive after what I did to you, Naya?”

I smiled as I lay my head on the back of the sofa, “Sometimes there is nothing we can do except endure.”

“You're not mad at me?”

“Many losses that occur due to the actions of people who cannot control themselves. Anything that starts with anger ends with shame. Didn't you feel it?”

A weak laugh came out of Shinta's mouth, she fell her head on the back of the sofa and turned to me, “How are Abah and Mom?”

“Ah, I send greetings to you.”

“How did they react when reading messages from me?”

I hid my surprise. It turns out that it wasn't Gilang who terrorized Abah but Shinta.

My anger was provoked, I glanced at Hengky who was looking at me from afar. When our gaze met, he waved his hand with a big smile.

It succeeded in making my anger go away.

Shinta's right, I'm lucky. Why would I be angry if I had won a landslide from him?

With a smile I turned to Shinta, “You know, the message from you just made all my fears disappear. I was no longer afraid that one day Abah and Mother would hear slanted news about me. Because now that I know, whatever others say, they'll trust me more.

Oh yes, even because of your actions, Abah drove me to the boarding house and met with Hengky.”

Shinta smiled thinly, she lowered her head, “Whatever I do actually even make you more loved by everyone huh?”

“Didn't I just say, any action against the background of anger will end up embarrassing.”

A faint laughter sounded from his mouth. He again let out a long sigh, “O yes, How did Abah react when meeting Hengky?”

“Good. Hengky was instead asked to apply when we were ready to get married.”

I intentionally twist the story. But not entirely my word is a lie, is it? Abah did ask Hengky to come when we were really ready. Although Abah said, he did not necessarily accept Hengky.

“I envy you, Naya. You have a lot of things I don't have.”

“You know, the main enemy of friendship is envy and selfishness. You have more than I have, Ta. But your envy and envy cover all the advantages you have. You just focus on me, focus on beating me, focus on making me crumble.”

Shinta. He closed his eyes, made his tears flow, “How can I betray a friend as good as you, Naya?” said perih.