The Prisoner Girl of Psychopath
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The man in green tetra sat leaning his body on the cell wall.The man in a prisoner uniform with both hands in handcuffs seemed to daydream to set his gaze to the sky of the sickroom.

Adrian is well aware that these are all the fruits of the evil that he has planted so far.This is the karma of God given to him for all the torture and arbitrary treatment of dozens or even hundreds of women who do not this is the answer to all the prayers of the parents and families he has hurt for selling and killing their loved ones.

This is his karma, left behind by his grandfather, not approved by his father-in-law, found again with his mother, and now kept away from his son and wife and all his wealth assets will be threatened in confiscation by the state.

Adrian closed his eyes.His heart was getting sore when he remembered that not only himself who took his sins.But out there, two women who he loved so much, now it is much more suffering than him.

He regrets..very very sorry.And he is not as bia**p this, maybe now he can still spend time with his son and wife.This is all his fault, this all started from him.

"forgive me Dinda.sorry.." he said softly.

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Outside the police station.

Adinda came back with Nabila riding his motorcycle matic.

"ma...today we pick up papa right?" asked Nabila innocently with a smile on her lips.The girl thought that she was here to pick up her papa.

Adinda just smiled bitterly.Entahlah, how will he explain to Nabila this problem.

"we go in, baby" he said.

"yes ma"

The two women of different ages also approached the guard officers who were there.

"excuse me sir.I'd like to see my husband"

"who?"

"Adrian" said.

"wait in the deck first" said the guard

Adinda also according.Women who carried a backpack with swollen eyes that headed to the waiting room while the right hand holding Nabila's hand and the left hand carrying a bag containing food for Adrian.Both women are different ages he sat on one of the chairs in the room.

She took many deep breaths, neutralizing her emotions so as not to cry when she met her husband.

Not for a long time, a well-built man came in between by a warden.Both his hands in handcuffs, handcuffs,the prisoner's distinctive orange dress was attached to the body of the handsome tattooed man who looked pitiful.His eyes radiated extreme sorrow.He looked nanar at the two women who seemed to be waiting for him there.

"papa.....!!" pekik Nabila.Ia immediately ran to hug her father who is now crouching preparing to welcome the princess.

Nabila rammed his body into the body Adrian.ia hugged the man tightly as if to vent all the longings that he had been yearning since yesterday.

"papa...Nabil kangen" he said.

Adrian smiled, he kissed the little girl's chubby cheeks.

Nabila let go of her embrace.

"the hand of papa is handcuffed.kayak aja criminals..!just let go pa...we will go home" said Nabila.

Adrian looked at the princess.

"we're sitting there yukk" Adrian said, switching the conversation.

The man pointed to a long chair occupied by Adinda.Nabila climbed into the lap of the papa, he leaned his body into the strapping body of the tattooed man.

Adinda took a deep breath.Mean energy she tried not to cry in front of her husband.

Adrian smiled to look at Adinda, but he could not be denied, far from the bottom of his heart he felt pained to see the wife who looked sad with both eyes swollen.

"Din.." he said..

My sister tried to neutralize her emotions.

"yes.." she replied with a sweet smile.However, it clearly could not cover the sadness he felt.His eyes had described all that.

Adinda tried to continue to spread a smile.Adrian was even more sliced.He looked bitterly at the woman.Wind it feels like he hugged Adinda, but could not, but could not,his hands were not given freely even just to touch the face of his little wife.

"sorry Din" he said.

Adinda fell silent.A split second later,tears were shed.He could not pretend anymore.He closed his mouth so as not to hysterical.The woman was crying as much as she wanted in front of the husband.Adrian increasingly felt torn to shreds.He could not bear to see the scene in front of him.

Adinda approached, quickly he embraced the sturdy body.He cried as if so on the sturdy shoulder that has always been the most comfortable place to lean.Adrian sculpting, the,his eyes also condensed feeling every tear drop that dripped through his shirt wetting his sturdy shoulders. He let the woman put out all her sadness.

Long enough Adinda cried, she wiped her tears, then tried to smile again.

"do not have to cry" said Adrian.

"i'm sorry Din.." he said Adrian.He seemed to run out of words to express how much he regretted all his mistakes.How much he wanted to make up for it.How he felt so sinful to the beautiful woman.

She rubbed her tears again, trying to neutralize her emotions by taking a deep breath.

"all has happened mas.I'm sorry you from the beginning." he said while Kenyan had his head on Adrian's shoulders.

"you can leave if you want Din" Adrian said as if almost giving up.

"what are you talking about?go where?I'm not going where I'm going to wait for you until you're free" he said.

"your future is still long Din.you can get better people than me."

"i just want you" he said.

She lifted her head, she took off her backpack and took something from inside.

"mas...i bring this for you" he said while issuing a prayer mat, sarung, peci,al Quran,iqro',juz amma, tasbih and prayer guidebook.

"i can't teach you anymore now.I bring this for you, you learn by yourself" he said while handing over the prayer tool.

"i always pray for you.I always pray for our family.I hope you also do the same as me.I want us to fight the same even though we are far apart."

"we struggle through prayer." he said again with tears flowing.

"help me mas....God must have heard our prayer if we did it the same" he said.

"i will often come here to look at you.We are not far away very far" he said trying to entertain himself.

That green netra condensed.

"i will be a good priest to you after I leave here" Adrian said.

"want you to wait for me?" tannya

Adinda nodded.

"i must be waiting for you." he said.Adinda re-hugged the sturdy body.Adrian kissed the wet smooth cheeks repeatedly.

"brother Adrian..besuk time is up" said the warden.

"yes, sir." she replied.

"said papa's coming home?" nabila protested.

"son.dengerin papa" said Adrian with a gentle gaze towards Nabila.

"papa ever got it wrong.and now papa must nginep here first.Later if papa's mistake has been apologized, papa will definitely go home.Nemuin Nabila.sama mama" said Adrian trying to give understanding.

"papa is not wrong.papa is not a criminal...!it's the villain pa...hiksss...."

"no dear.papa is not a criminal.Papa only ever admitted any mistakes.later if papa has been forgiven by the police.papa must have come home" said Adrian while kissing the head of the little girl.

"you used to be at home with mom.not to be naughty.momata same grandma yes son" he said again.

Nabila.

"do not long yes pa diininya.." said Nabila.

"yes sweetheart"

Nabila re-hugged his papa body.Adrian kissed Nabila's cheeks alternately.

The man then rose up carrying a prayer tool given by Adinda.Adinda handed him a bag of supplies that he brought.

"make lunch" he said.

"lt's a darling."

Adrian kissed Adinda's forehead as the end of their meeting today.Both were separated.Adrian was brought back to the cell.Adinda and Nabila could only watch the man's departure with a pushy gaze.

The drama of his life is still long.Kini he must prepare to fight to take care of Nabila himself, soften his mother's heart, and survive waiting for the return of Adrian who was not free.

THE SPIRIT OF DIN.....❤❤

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