The Dark Stains of the Past
Andoru KO

You walk gontai in brought to one of the cell rooms of women prisoners in the middle-class Women's Correctional Institution with the delivery of a female warden who so disheveled his face, carrying a bag containing makeshift clothes, you walk like a Kindergarten child just taken to his new school, without a word coming out of his lips only the sound of the warden giving the order and you follow all the warden's instructions.

You know she's a new person there after being sentenced to seven years in prison, cutting her prison term for her case taking her own husband's life when she was caught cheating on him with her distant niece Erina in her own private room.

Your chest was claustrophobic with his own feelings, no one could protect him but himself.

Entering in a new world that according to rumors is very unfriendly to anyone, his whole life is unthinkable before, You must be able to pass all stages because all of it is a process of penitentiary soul body.

The sound of the lock whistling clashed with the padlock and the iron trellis like the roar of your heart in the anxiety of facing the new atmosphere and the adaptation of his new environment.

Only do'a you spoke, and now you're wearing a veil. That he decided since the case was rolling along step by step until the verdict of the judge was handed down Youari had intended to close the aurat.

Hijrah was already in his mind whatever happened he was steady hijab.

After the cell door is opened, the warden lets you in and slightly informs the four occupants of the cell who have first filled the room.

But the four women who do not know what case is there is not the slightest response to Your arrival just a cynical glance, he said, the cold gaze was nothing more than that and one no comment came out of their mouths, busy with their respective activities. 

You walk and store his bag on the edge of a dull wall full of words and expressions of the occupants of the cell. It may also be an emotional expression or just a fad. That's mundane

the scream that never came out only came out through writing and scrawled into decoration on the dull wall.

You walk first on a short-haired lady with a lush stature whose black lips are probably mostly smoking who is sitting relaxed, you thrust one hand but just glance at it is not welcomed, he said, You take a breath and pull his hand back. You remember it maybe it can be called The Tomboy, that's how you remember the person before him.

Both of Youari approached the body that was high stocky again lying down, the same Youari thrust her hand in the received but when the shaman was not released even in the kiss of Your hand, Youari forcibly pulled her hand and goosebumps her hair, she said, his gaze is full of mystery and odd with a smile looking from top to bottom Your body, You become careless yourself.

Quickly you passed by avoiding the mysterious gaze of the Kekar who was like seeing You want to pounce on him.

Third Youari passed faced with the long hair and decomposed with a stature like himself tall slim and clean look not kuel like the Tomboy and the Kekar. Equally cold but only welcome your hands at a glance and fun to return with the reading, just a fleeting smile and not glance at You again.

You remember that the High is the same indifferent and does not care about anyone and anything, it should be the attitude of all residents here so? and only care about yourself?

The last time you faced someone who had dark skin and curly hair, the other person? You don't know just looking at the model like that.

So there are 4 people in the room, Tomboy, Kekar, The High and the Ikal and the fifth is him

When Youari came up to thrust the hand of the curly hair with dark skin was smiling to show his teeth white, at first glance You feel afraid this is his first experience entering the cells of the Penitentiary as a convicted person.

Have not lost its nervousness Youari surprised by the sound of bass Si Ikal.

"Sit down!" the voice of the Ikal is like yelling at you. It might not be snapping either, but it was carrying so.

You directly sit near the Ikal earlier. You resigned to be in the bully, want to be bullied or whatever the consequences as a new resident in the room.

There is no helper other than the heart and he resigned to the Almighty and Youari believes himself to be able to adjust and bring himself also put himself as much as possible can buy the hearts of those who feel powerful in that room.

"What's your name?" Still with a loud voice, Ikal asked Andari.

"Call me Ndari Kak," replied You feel choked in his voice.

"I took my own husband's life away, when he was cheating," you answered rather flatly. Actually you do not want to tell anything about his case to anyone because it will only arouse old wounds for him, will also bring back memories and memories that are not really to be remembered, he said, but sharing stories with friends who would become cellmates might be common.

If you lie it could be but for what? Getting into the cell has been a mistake for himself and others, life no one longs to be wrong and be sick, the ideals and expectations of everyone must be okay.

"Bernyali is also You!"

You just shut up.

"What's in your bag?" ask the Curl again.

"Little clothes."

"I'm the leader here whenever a new occupant has to deposit money on me, all that can be comfortable here is money so take your money all and give it to me!"

You are stunned at once the money that is not how much in his bag must change hands and become the property of others but if it is a choice for the sake of comfort and safety himself will not want you to take the money alone and opened his wallet in front of the Ikal earlier.

You take all the money and give it to the Ikal, whose hand is still open in front of him even though you have given the money.

"Just like this?"

"Yes, brother" replied You flat.

Come the Eternal and want to take the money but the Ikal pulled it instantly, The burly so emotional and then pull your veil open, You so the emotion is something outrageous indeed, indeed, pull the veil until it looks all her hair is so messy and the veil so detached.

"Can I not appreciate it without disturbing what I'm wearing?" say a little emotion to the Keker.

"Curtain! who here will appreciate us heh? everything here is rubbish!"

You shut up while picking up the hood, but the Kekar stepped on it.

Your emotions are getting higher and higher feeling his self-esteem that has been torn more and more melted up without any noise.

You stand crashing with the rest of taekwondo skills while being a student who almost forgot you let out with emotion, a flash of buk! buk it! buk it! The Kekar collapsed under attack without preparation.

You feel his hands and feet are also in tremendous pain, seeing in the Kekar Tumbung helpless.

You pick up the hood with a limp, but the three friends of the Kekar, the High and the Ikal come up to him and grab your hair and the others punch you in the jaw.

Samar Andari heard the crowded screams of the other room neighbors calling the warden, because in the next cell there was a commotion.

You have to shake the three friends of the Kekar and fainted instantly.

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