The Love of the Inmates

The Love of the Inmates
What possible?


***


Two months later, Raka was forced to marry Vinda. Raka also shed tears, as Penghulu and the witnesses said "Shah". His mind was tormented, having to marry a woman he did not love at all. Moreover, one day he must be ready to lose the Mary he loves so much.


"Patience, son, I'm sure this is your destiny. Now, Winda has become your wife" said a mother who had given birth to him.


"But Ma, Raka wasn't ready to lose Maria. Raka please, don't tell Maria about Raka and Vinda. Raka begged Ma, Raka could not bear to see him hurt." said Raka pleaded with his cry.


***


"Mas, where are you?" I sent a message to Raka.


"Mas again drove Winda to the hospital. I'm sorry I can't seem to see you," Raka replied to my message.


Winda again Winda again...


I'm disappointed, not the first time Raka has not kept her promise. Since Winda came out of the hospital Raka was always busy taking care of it, even I felt ignored by him.


"Yes, it seems like Winda needs you more" I replied. But soon after, Raka called me.


"Dear, please don't be angry. Mas does not mean to make you disappointed, please you understand the position of Mas now," he said.


"I'm sorry, I think you've gone overboard. You don't have to go back and forth to take care of her, you just send a nurse to take care of her." I said and I ended the call.


I am disappointed with his attitude now. I don't know if I'm dizzy with it...


"Hi, why are you, Mother?" ask Sintia Ma'am.


"No papa" I replied.


"No papa how, your face bete so" he said.


"Truly, no papa Mbak." said I smiled, so that Mbak Sintia did not ask much.


"If there is anything, the same story of me," he said, touching my shoulder, it seems like Sintia Mbak knows that I am not okay.


" Yes mbak, oya mbak sorry well I have to go back to the office" I said.


Madam Sintia just nodded in response to my words. I hurried back to the office. I better keep busy myself working, so as not to think about Raka continue.


***


"Mary, this afternoon we have a meeting at the Star Restaurant. Please prepare the file, "command Lord.


"Well sir, I'll prepare" I said at his command.


"Wait, why is your face so moody? If there is a problem do not bring to the office, you must be a professional Maria" said Mr. Dewa.


"Yes sir, I'm sorry."


Thirty minutes passed by me and the Lord had arrived at the designated restaurant. Shortly after our client came, we immediately started a meeting.


An hour passed, the meeting was over, and we immediately returned to the office. As usual, I had to be late. Well, I admit working with Mr. God is very tiring, besides being ready my brain is also required to be ready physically.


At exactly 10 p.m., I finally finished my job, but not with my boss. I see Mr. God is still busy struggling with his laptop.


"This sir, everything is in order" I said, giving the file I had been working on.


"OK, just put it on the table" said the god.


"Please" he said briefly.


I immediately tidied up my desk as usual, then rushed out of the office. I set my feet on my own to walk out a little anxious, afraid that an astral creature would be bothering me. The atmosphere was quiet and silent, making me walk quickly want to get out.


I ordered a taxi online but I couldn't, I was upset. Almost thirty minutes waiting for a taxi, suddenly the car of Mr. God stopped in front of me.


"Mary, comein. I'll take you home, it's too late at night, you won't be easy to get a taxi" said Mr. Dewa, from his car.


I rushed in and sat next to him. When the trip suddenly Mr. God stopped his car.


"What's up, sir?" I asked the Lord.


"In front of me there are raids" he replied.


"Breakouts?"


Well, after I saw there were indeed many police officers who were guarding a two-story office.


"Looks, a big-time criminal. Just look at the police as much as it is complete with weapons." explained Mr. Dewa.


I was just dumbfounded, because only this time I saw something like that. The sound of gunfire alternated between the two sides, it looks like in the crossfire. Shortly after, the police managed to catch the criminals. But my eyes suddenly focused on one of the captured criminal figures. It seemed familiar to see his posture, but his face was unclear because the criminal was bowed.


Deg, my heart seems to stop. When I remember her posture is very similar to the body of Raka, the man I love so much. But is that maybe Raka? Ah, there's no way Raka's a criminal.


I saw that the police had brought the criminal, Mr. Dewa also drove his vehicle and drove me home.


"Tomorrow, your car will be delivered" said Mr. Dewa.


"Car?" I'm surprised.


"Well, car for you. To make it easier for you to work, you don't worry about me having a driver ready for you" he replied.


"Yes sir, thank you. I'm down sir, thanks for taking me home."


I also rushed in, after Mr. God went to drive his vehicle.


"Assalamualaikum Bi," call me to bi Siti. Shortly after, my aunt opened the door.


"Wa'alaikumsalam, just returned Neng?" ask aunt.


"Yes Bi, I went straight to the room and Bi wanted to rest" I replied.


"Eat first Neng, Auntie has prepared."


"Yes Bi, I'll eat first."


I also immediately ate, after I finished going straight to the room, then cleaned myself.


In the room I still think of the incident earlier, the criminals who were caught look like Raka. Should I just call Raka well, to make sure.


Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...


Raka did not answer my calls, I repeatedly called but there was no answer at all.


Is it possible that Raka is the villain?