The Reprisal of Bully Victim Girl
Chapter 47

In the waiting room of the Correctional Institution..

Geet did not dare to raise his head even though in front of him there was his real father.

While Afran beside him tried to calm down.

"What is the evidence that you are my son and Santi?" Ask Herald Hanjaya at last. Since Geet's arrival a few months ago made him uneasy, and wondered why the girl would not come again.

Geet looked at each other with the smiling Afran calming.

Then Geet placed a medium-sized box in front of the Herald.

"Said Mama, these are all Papa's gifts. I keep this as a memory. Please look."

The Herald stared at the trembling hand.

As soon as the box was opened, the Herald fell silent. There are photo albums, music boxes, wedding rings, and letters that Santi wrote for her.

"That's a letter to Papa. Mama wrote it, and I never read it." Geet felt Afran's warm grasp trying to calm her nervous.

Herald opened the envelope, his eyes were already glazed over and read the contents of the letter.

*Mas Herald, I gave birth to Mas's daughter. I named him Geetazia. She is as beautiful as she wants. I can't see Mas because Pamela's mom forbids us to have any more contact. So I hid Geet for our safety. Hopefully one day Mas Herald can meet Geet and see how beautiful Mas's daughter is. Your wife - Santi.*

The Herald tears were unstoppable, immediately pouring out reading Santi's handwriting for him.

Geet looked at each other with Afran, his eyes already glazed over.

Afran hugged his shoulder and whispered. "Papa's comfort."

Suddenly the Herald stood up and hugged Geet so tightly as he sobbed.

Geet's cry broke feeling that warm embrace.

"I'm sorry, Papa Nak. It's true you're Papa's son. Sorry for what Papa did to your mom. I'm sorry that Papa hurt your heart the first time you came."

Geet nodded, the wounds and grudges that had been binding him to ditch his father's hope of admitting it, gone already.

"I guess I'm alone now. But I'm happy, Papa's willing to admit me. I only have Papa."

"Ehm..."

Geet and the Herald turned their heads, Afran sitting before them with a bent face.

"This is your boyfriend?" Ask Herald.

"This is my future husband, Pa." Geet said the Herald was surprised.

"Prospective husband? You're only nineteen."

"Today I'm Pa's twentieth birthday." Geet's reply made the Herald more shocked.

"You're today's birthday?"

Geet.

"Om, my name is Afran. I have long been neighbors with Geet. Next month I will be twenty-four years old. And I am a medical graduate. I asked the blessing of the Om Herald to marry Geet."

The Herald looked at Geet and Afran alternately.

"I beg our blessing, Om."

"Son.." The Herald looked at Geet seriously. "Are you sure of your decision to marry young?"

Geet nodded slowly.

The Herald was silent, preoccupied with his thoughts.

After a while, the Herald finally agreed to it. "All right."

Geet was surprised his father quickly approved.

"Papa's our blessing?"

"Son, Papa is actually moved that you still appreciate Papa, even though Papa is currently an inmate. Bad image has been attached to the community because of the actions of Papa who harmed many parties. Papa has nothing for you. But if you wait for Papa's punishment to be over, Papa will also not be calm leaving you alone out there. If Afran is willing to take responsibility, Papa will appreciate it very much and won't stand in the way of you two. Papa wants to make amends to you and your mother." The Herald's words allowed Geet and Afran to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Om."

"Thank you Pa."

Geet hugged his father. His heart was so relieved. His first meeting with his father ended in disappointment, but his father had a heated argument in his heart. But now, all that is gone. Because his father is back.

"So when are you getting married?" Ask Herald.

"Today." Afran replied to make the Herald surprised, Geet even glared in shock.

"Today?"

Geet and the Herald were rendered speechless by Afran's insistence on marrying her.

Be held a marriage certificate in the Lapas waiting room witnessed by the prison officers.

Geet did not berias, only wearing a white cloth that is useful as a veil, his face was polished powder and lipstick only. And Afran is only in a white shirt.

There was a prison officer who captured the moment with a video.

As soon as Afran shook the Herald's hand, it felt the tension of the two, sweating coldly from nervousness.

"Afran Ardiansyah bin Abdul Aziz, I married and marry my daughter Geetazia bint Herald Hanjaya with a gold dowry of fifty grams paid in cash."

"I accept Geetazia bint Herald Hanjaya's marriage with the dowry paid in cash."

As soon as the witnesses declare SAH, all say a prayer. Especially Geet who immediately shed tears.

Geet and Afran immediately embraced the Herald which immediately shed tears.

"Thank you Pa."

"Afran, take good care of Papa's son."

"Surely Pa. Papa take care. Once Papa's free, we'll stay together." The word Afran makes Geet happy to be reunited with his father again.

"thank you. Come here often. Papa's happy someone's visiting."

"Surely Pa. I'll come bring you some food. Afran is a cook you know Pa."

"Oh yeah? Means Papa is not worried that Papa's daughter will be malnourished. Doctor's daughter-in-law must have been very caring for Papa's daughter's health."

Afran blushed in shame.

"You guys get along. Don't forget to give Papa a grandchild quickly."

"Ooohh that's for sure, Pa! I'm gonna make it tonight, pray for my fight, Pa... We will diligently make it so that Papa is free of eleven grandchildren... Ouch...." Afran grimaced diwerer Geet.

"So dong said it's so naughty! It's good to have eleven kids as a footballer!"

"It's our big house, baby. Many children are still in captivity."

"Deehhhh..." Geet was so embarrassed that the Herald held back a laugh.

Happiness came from his face.

There is no more sadness, hurt, and revenge. There is only happiness and calmness in life.

***

Later that night, Geet sat in the living room watching TV while Afran was busy in his room doing nothing.

Geet rubbed both of his hands, so agitated. Tonight's their first night as husband and wife.

What's gonna happen???

"Darling, the room is ready."

DEG.

Geet until the shakings as soon as Afran out of the room approached him.

"Why? How tense is that?" Afran sat beside him, his right hand embracing Geet's shoulder while grasping his left hand.

"Nwg... Will it hurt?" The kegelian geet of Afran kissed his ears and neck.

Afran eyebrows contorted. "What pain?"

"Yes he said, if the first night, it will hurt. I'm so horrified." Geet's worries made Afran chuckle amusedly.

"I don't know either. This was my first time too. To be sure, it hurt the first time. So ripped. But it won't hurt for long."

Not only Geet, actually Afran was nervous but trying to appear brave. He had to be mature and make his wife who had just turned twenty years old comfortable.

"From now on, the last lupain. Everyone has their karma, and we no longer need to nullify them. Now we focus on the future. For our household. And our future plans. Don't ever tell me anything that makes you uncomfortable. There's no secret, it's all for the sake of our marriage. Yes baby?"

Geet's heart warmed to hear every word spoken from Afran's lips. His fear began to fall and he was more confident.

"Yes, so can we play that tonight?" Afran asked Geet chuckling, then spread out his hands.

"But hold on."

With the spirit of fighters against the invaders, Afran immediately carried Geet bridal style rushed to the room that has been tidied up. Although free is neat because there will be a fierce war in bed tonight.

***