The Incomplete Love
Cotton Picker

Qiara drove her car out of the prison area. He needs a story cover with Hanna.

Ten years is a long time. Qiara hoped that Hanna would be given the awareness to start things off right. Seeking happiness is the right of everyone, but it does not mean destroying the happiness of others.

Qiara remembered her deceased father's message to always give a message and a good impression. Mukena, Al Qur’an, veil, and book written by scholars about penance could be the first step Hanna to fix themselves.

“I hope in the future you can choose your steps well..” muttered Qiara sambip considering Hanna's face that looks haggard and dull.

“Enough!” Qiara shook and focused on the densely creeping metropolitan streets.

Late in the afternoon, Qiara drove her car to the old house once inhabited by Thoriq to pick up Kala. Knowing his mother was going to prison, Kala initially insisted on wanting to come along. In his imagination, the prison is where Harry Osborne, Spiderman's enemy is held.

Only when Qiara explained, Kala was immediately afraid of meeting the evil aunt he often saw when he was kidnapped. This was what infuriated Qiara, and Hanna made bad memories of a little boy who knew nothing.

The gap is ringing, a video call connection from Thoriq.

“Assalamualaykum, Qia, where are you?”

“Waalaykumussalam, still otw. Why, Kala is fussy, Mas?”

“No, coke. Qia, this is Mas told Kala to call. Don't worry, this Qia Kala wants to talk to himself.”

“Buna is long?” Ask a child who is still possessive of his mother. His forehead was wrinkled, his lips were manyuning. Thoriq and Qiara were both anxious to see their son's expression.

“This Buna already otw loh, Kala again play what was it?”

“So playing with Adek Aira, keep Adek bobok, just playing with Aya. Buna cepetan ..” He said still with lips manyun-manyun.

“In shaa Allah, Kala, dear ..”

Kala's voice softened, now her style is changing seduce, “Tonight Liam arrived in Jakarta, tomorrow can we invite Liam and Aira to Oom Dhanu's house let us play three?”

Thoriq mengcelos, a week after Qiara was discharged from the hospital, Devan returned to Australia. Many patients were waiting for him. Although Qiara restricted his interaction with Thoriq, every time they talked or met Kala's business, Thoriq's heart was always happy and flowery.

It was not easy to expect a referral with Qiara, as they were officially divorced religiously and state. As per syari’at, Qiara had to marry and divorce first with others before returning with her. That was if Qiara wanted to.

Imagining Qiara remarrying made Thoriq almost crazy. He began to strengthen his heart until the time came for Qiara to marry the man of her choice. It was inconceivable how painful Qiara was when she had to share her husband.

Kala pulls her father's t-shirt, resuscitating it from daydreams.

“Aya, Buna nanya Adek Aira can not play to Oom Dhanu?” house

“Bby dong. Qia, tomorrow Mas anter Aira go there. Yes, you are driving. Mas wait at home,” replied Thoriq stuttered and immediately gasped to realize what he said. Same with Qiara.

“I mean, Mas, Kala wait for Qia, not Mas. Uh how the hell. Ouch Qia ..” Thoriq grimaced while scratching his non-itchy head.

Qiara's heart warmed to see her ex-husband salting. The woman smiled faintly hoping that her face would not meet red.

Thoriq, who was still very upset by Qiara's reaction, smiled broadly at the tinge of red on his ex-wife's smooth cheeks.

“Here is that laugh?” Kala looked at her father with raised eyebrows.

“Duh, Kala,” Inner Thoriq then stared resignedly at the screen. From across there, Qiara grasped the steering wheel, trying to dispel Thoriq's shadow just now.

“Qia already yes, later update if you want nyampe. When eating here first, it was sent soto with Grandma. Careful, mistress, assalamualaykum.

“Waalaykumussalam, Mas.”

As soon as the phone was cut off Qiara shook her head.

“No, Qiara, you have to move on from Mas Thoriq. Although it is difficult ..” he said to himself.

***

“Daddy, still a while?”

“Sabar Liam, you just five minutes ago.” Devan smiled at his son's question.

“Huuft, long.” Liam threw his back against the backrest. This is the first time Liam took a plane out of Australia to Indonesia. Devan did not want to spoil his son too much, they both took a commercial plane to Jakarta.

“Liam, do you miss your mom?”

“Kinda, Dad. But I'm used to Mommy. Usually Mommy if work can be up to a month. This time Mommy works in what country?”

Devan embraces Liam and then kisses his head. Not answering his son's questions.

***

\~Flash back on\~

“Devan, my goodness, you finally came too, dear. It's all just a misunderstanding. I can explain.”

Stella welcomes Devan and the troupe in front of her simple house. The woman scattered and was immediately confronted by Mario's men.

“What does this mean? Devan, please, I can explain.”

Devan stared at his ex-wife netra in disdain.

“You are the most selfish person I have ever known. You don't think about the consequences of your actions to Liam.”

“What do you mean, darling? I didn't understand when suddenly there was a warrant. I ran away confused and wanted to investigate the matter. I can't afford to be in jail. Tom I'm telling you to investigate. Honey, I never knew who Hanna was..”.

Devan smiled cynically.

“Nobody ever mentioned Hanna's name to you. Never mind, Stella, you're too careless. Tom we caught too. The job offer to her is nothing but a stratagem.”

“Devan is slander.” Stella persuades Devan with a dreamy voice.

“But calm down, I won't throw you in jail. You are the mother of my son. It's the only thing that saves you right now.”

“Bring him, Mario!” Devan's Word.

Stella's eyes widened in the thought that Devan would take her home and defend her. Not yet able to say anything, Stella felt an insect bite on the side neck. After that it was all dark.

Devan knelt down to stare at Stella who was unconscious due to the influence of drugs injected into her neck. He looked at the face that had once made him go mad half-dead.

“Bring him, convey to Karel no one should talk to him.”

“Siap, Mr.”

Devan returned to his car, not looking back at how his men were carrying Stella and throwing her into the trunk.

Twenty hours later, Stella wakes up from a water splash. He was lying on a hard, cold stone floor. A man with a violent face and creepy wounds pulled him to his feet.

“Hey, let go of me!”

That guy doesn't care. He encouraged Stella to walk in front of him. Stella realized that her legs and hands were in chains. His clothes had been replaced with a gray overalls work shirt.

“Wait! Where am I?” Stella yells.

“Devan, this is not funny! Come out, Devan!”

The creepy man pulled Stella and slapped her face until she fell down.

“I'm not in the mood. Don't test my patience. Road!” His orders while pulling Stella up then told her to walk.

Stella's out of the building. All eyes looked at him he saw a stretch of cotton fields. Somehow the dressed people seemed to work in silence picking cotton under the scorching sun.

Stella's eyes were horrified.

“Please, please, get me out of here, I'll pay you whatever.”

The guy slapped Stella back.

“You see the pole there?”

Stella gulped, at the stake was a woman tied with her head bowed. His eyes were closed, his body was limp. There were blood stains on his shirt.

“She's been standing there for two days, day and night. He would be very happy if you replaced him. Work! Never say anything to anyone. Or you'll lose your tongue.”

Tears expand in the fertilizer. Unconcerned, the man pushed Stella, put a bamboo basket on her back and told her to start picking cotton.

Stella was difficult to move because the chains on her hands and feet were too heavy. The shoes he wears are too thin. The man left Stella who started picking cotton with trembling hands.

“How could you, Dev. Just for Qiara's sake, you can do this to me. The mother of your son,” Inner Stella with tears.

Suddenly there was a shattering sound right beside his feet. There was another man with an equally sinister face standing holding a thread of whip.

“If you're still crying, this whip will hit you. Work!”

Stella hurriedly wiped away the tears, half-deadly holding back the anger, fear, disappointment. If yesterday he condemned a simple life in the village, then today his simple house is like a palace.

Without realizing it, someone took a photo of himself at work and sent it to a number.

Devan opens the picture in his hape.

He typed a message:

Feed him and drink like any other prisoner. Separate him in the isolation room to sleep.

Devan deletes message then mutters, “Goodbye, Stella ..”

Flash back off

***

Devan stared at the clouds drifting from his window. It was hard to punish Stella. But the woman was too much.

He could have taken her back to Australia or Indonesia to undergo legal proceedings. Although Hanna has testified to Stella's involvement, she fears the evidence presented is not strong. It was Hanna who was shown to kidnap Kala, fight and shoot Qiara.

If Stella hires a good lawyer, she could get away with it. Understanding the reality of how Eel Stella and the evidence is less strong, then Devan decided to arrange his own punishment for his ex-wife.

Both Stella's parents resigned to hear of the crime that was alleged to his son. Although they wanted Stella to surrender and undergo legal proceedings, they eventually accepted Stella's decision to flee.

They ask Devan for help so that Stella's case does not come to the surface for Liam's sake.

Liam looked at his father by asking.

“Liam, it’s still 4 hours to go. Let’s watch a movie,” Devan said gently.

“I want to play with Kala, Dad. I've brought a lot of Thor toys.”

“Patience, yes, dear ..”

“Dad, don't stay with me, yes ..” Cetus Liam suddenly.

“Kok Liam said that?”

“Nothing, Liam only has Daddy.”

“Daddy will always be there for Liam.”

Liam hugged Devan. I decided to sleep until I arrived in Jakarta.

***