Halal Love of the Senior
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"How come you are satisfied with the judge's verdict?" asked Rendra after they sat in the hotplate tavern.

"God willing, Rend. Yeah, I'm, Ai." Adi turned to Adelia who was sitting next to him.

Adelia nudges. "Yes. Hopefully he can reflect on all his mistakes while in prison and not repeat them again. We can also start a new leaf."

"Aamiin's."

"I feel sorry for seeing his son Restu. Newborn but already living apart from both parents," said Adelia who was concerned with sad mimicry

"His son was there, Ma'am?" Dita cringing.

"Yes, Deck. His son was taken care of by his grandparents" explained Adelia.

"Where is your mom going, Mom?" Dita's frowning.

"Maybe he's divorced with Restu, Dek. His mother said Restu earlier, said his mother did not want to babysit him."

"Astaghfirullah, that's it." Dita caressing her stomach.

"Had been entrusted with the trust not to guard. Many want to have children but have not been given. Not very grateful." It looks emotional when you say it.

"Surely she had a reason why she did not want to babysit her child. And her son, Dek."

"Although have a reason, but what pity with his son. Where's the baby again." Tita again stroked her stomach.

"So, stop talking to other people. What matters is that we are not like that" Adi said.

"Yes, Mas" said Dita and Adelia together.

"Yep, we'll just eat." Rendra placed a rice plate in front of his wife as soon as their order came.

"It's not like that, honey?" ask Rendra to Dita before she picks up the side dishes and vegetables.

"God's God's mind is up, Mommy" replied Dita confidently because she was feeling very hungry.

"okay." Rendra then took a side dish and vegetables for his wife. He did not want to be overheated again while holding a spoon on top of the hotplate.

"When is your trial, Rend?" ask Adi.

"God willing next week. Please pray, Mas" replied Rendra.

"I certainly pray. You're next month huh, Ai?" Adi turned to his wife.

"God willing, Mas. My script is slower than Rendra's."

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Restu POVs

Today's judgment hearing for me. Whatever the outcome I will accept. What is clear is that I know my sentence is not light because the prosecutors are charging me with 15 years in prison for a crime I committed.

I was shocked to see Adelia in the courtroom. Although she sat side by side with her husband and looked friendly, but I was already quite happy. Adelia is getting more and more beautiful. The aura is increasingly radiated since wearing the hijab, although the synthetic body is no longer visible because it is covered in loose clothing.

I sat in the defendant's seat after hearing the verdict from the Chief Justice. I am grateful to have only received a sentence of 10 years in prison with a sentence of imprisonment. The Presiding Judge offered me whether to accept the verdict, accept the verdict and file a pardon, appeal or second-guess.

I approached my lawyer. I asked him for an explanation of what the consequences would be if I accepted the verdict, the appeal or the first thought. After hearing his explanation, I finally decided to accept the verdict and file for clemency only. If I want an appeal or think about it, I'll have to spend money to pay my lawyer again. Right now I really have to save money in savings for my little daughter. I paid the lawyer only when accompanying me at an hourly rate, not in full because after I think further the cost is very large. I'd better save the money for my daughter to go to school.

After the trial, when I was about to walk out of the courtroom, I stole the opportunity to look at Adelia's pretty face. Maybe this is the last time I saw her, I wanted to record her pretty face in my brain. Although he never wanted to look at me, I was satisfied to see him look happy. I walked out of the courtroom with a radiant face.

Both my parents and my daughter Adelia met me while I was in the courtroom. I can only see my daughter without being able to carry her because I'm behind bars. Mom turned her stroller on me. I reached out to stroke her delicate skin. I pray in my heart that my daughter is not ashamed to have a father like me.

My mother told me that she and my father were talking to Adelia and her husband. Mom scolded me because I didn't tell her Adelia was married to her husband. I never said they were married. I just said I'd make Adelia their daughter-in-law after I divorced Claudia. That's why my mother kept me close to Adelia.

My father felt ashamed of Adelia's husband who said he was very kind, polite and friendly. I can't believe that this guy looks perfect. From our previous conversation, I can draw the conclusion that he is a man who is quite calm, mature and very understanding of religion. Very different from me. Now, I've really let Adelia down with that guy. I'm sure he'll be able to please the woman I still love so much.

Claudia's? I don't know how it is, I don't know either. The last time I spoke to him was when I dropped a talc on him. He then filed for divorce with the Religious Court. Now we're officially divorced and Adelia's custody falls to me. According to both my parents, since taking Adelia to Jogja, Claudia never once contacted him to ask about our daughter. I don't know what kind of woman she is, who could have abandoned and forgotten her own flesh and blood.

In my prostration, I always pray that someday, I can find a woman who can take care of my daughter with sincerity and compassion. I want my daughter to feel a mother's affection even if it's not her mother's. I want to open a new chapter in my life and my daughter.

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Claudia POV's

I was so happy when I heard that someone from the office in Jogja was moving here. I hear the person is capable and handsome, he said he also excels at work. It was a good opportunity for me to start a new relationship again after my relationship with my partner ended because he was going to marry his future wife.

I was just having a satisfying relationship with my partner. We both do not love each other. He himself already had a future wife who he said he loved very much.

Bullshit with love. If love where maybe he betrayed his future wife, right?

When I asked him why he didn't do it with his future wife. He said that if his future wife was a good and innocent woman, he would not want to desecrate her. He wanted to look like a man who was also kind and innocent.

Whatever. I don't give a shit. The important thing is that I can channel my desires without having to change partners. I am indeed a free association but with a permanent partner and always use security. However, I do not want to contract a venereal disease that has no cure.

I lost my crown in 2nd grade High School. I was celebrating my 17th birthday with my boyfriend. I am still innocent and new to love, dating a grown man who has worked. Even though he is only a graduate of SMK and immediately works, at least he already has his own income. Unlike my peers who date the same age and have not earned income.

That afternoon, he picked me up at school. He said he wanted to surprise me as my birthday present. We went to a nearby tourist spot. Before leaving school, I had permission with my parents to do group work at my friend's house. So they won't ask me if I come home late even till night.

On the way to the tourist attractions, we had stopped by a warabala shop that is always open 24 hours. We bought bottled drinks and some snacks as supplies.

He opened a room in one of the jasmine hotels there. When I asked why I had to rent a room? He said he wanted to give me a special gift and didn't want people to know. At that time, I felt very happy and did not think anything.

Because of a fairly long journey, I was holding back urination. Finally, after entering the room, I went straight to the toilet in the room. After that I sat on the bed that was there, while my boyfriend sat in a chair holding a bottle of mineral water.

"Drink first, must be thirsty." He handed me the opened bottle.

Without thinking much, I immediately gulped because I felt very thirsty. I almost spent it. I handed the bottle back to her. I then tuned the television there and sat leaning back on the headboard.

"Happy birthday, Beb" he said after sitting next to me. He then stuck a necklace with the letter C in front of me.

I was of course surprised to get the necklace, let alone the gold necklace that was not cheap. My parents never celebrated my birthday much less gave me a gift. For them, such celebrations are not important and are a waste of money and time.

"Thank you, Beb," I said after convincing myself that this was all real, not just a dream.

"May I wear it?" tanyakanya.

"Pretty. It's right for you, Beb" he said with a satisfied smile.

"Thank you, Beb. You're willing to spend a lot of money to give me this necklace." I held the necklace that had adorned my neck.

"For your sake, what the hell is not, Beb." He smiled as he stroked my cheek.

"You're 17 years old now, you're all grown up. Then may I kiss you as a sign of my love and affection." He looked at me with a longing look.

I nodded with shame. To be honest, I've never kissed my boyfriend. Even cheek kissing has never been. We just held hands all this time. Or I hugged his waist while riding his motorbike.

He smiled and brought himself closer. First he kissed my right cheek and then kissed my left cheek. After that, he distanced himself. My face was hot with shame and pleasure. Yeah, thrilled. I can finally do what ordinary dating people do.

Somehow, all of a sudden we got closer to each other and our lips clutched together. My first kiss with my boyfriend.

I'm still inexperienced just following what my boyfriend does. I felt my body heat up. Something was stuck in my body and wanted to be released. I don't know what it is.

Between conscious and not, both of us have undressed until we are both innocent. I don't know what's with my body that seems to be losing control. I enjoyed every touch without wanting to stop. I know it's wrong, but my body wants it.

I feel like I want to be satisfied. There is something in me that wants that. We ended up having a forbidden relationship. My crown was taken away on my birthday by my first boyfriend.

Since then, somehow the forbidden activity became opium for me. Almost every time we meet, we do. We are always looking for time and opportunity anywhere and anytime. We did it in my living room when my parents were in the dining room. Of course we did it quickly and without taking off all our clothes. I purposely wore a short genie skirt without wearing any blemish na da lam when I met my boyfriend. As soon as my parents got inside, we immediately did so while continuing to stare at the entrance of the living room. It was a thing that really spurred my adrenaline so much that we often did in places that people never thought at all. My satisfaction doubled when I managed to do it in an unusual place.

Since we never used safety, I ended up pregnant. I was so scared at that time. I still want school. We also decided to have an abortion. Fortunately, I knew it was still very early so it was easy to abort my pregnancy. But then I felt guilty and guilty for killing an innocent man. After that every time we have contact, we always wear safety.

After I graduated high school, my relationship with my boyfriend broke up because I had to go to college out of town. He does not want to have a long distance relationship. Yeah, I did, no problem. I also still want to pursue my goals and make my parents happy.

During college, I dated twice. My relationship is the same as before, we also often do that forbidden relationship. Like I said before, I only do it with someone close to me, not just anyone. And my relationship with my boyfriend has always been long, at least a year over. If when there is no partner, I satisfy myself with a satiating tool that is sold online.

After three heartbreaks, I decided not to date again. I'm tired when it comes to heart, it hurts every time I part with my boyfriend. Since then every time I was close to my partner only needed each other to be satisfied only.

I was stunned when I saw Restu for the first time. It's true that his face is as handsome as that of Korean actor Song Joongki, my idol. Her cute and innocent face made me want to conquer her. Don't call me Claudia if I can't conquer Restu.

Because we're a division, my chance to approach him is wide open. I always wear tight and sexy clothes to the office. Of course I also accentuate my cleavage which will definitely make anyone who sees it want to see or touch the contents.

Apparently Restu is not an easy person to tease. But I'm not giving up. I used to see him steal glances, see my curves or my cleavage. Every time I talk to him, I bring my body closer together until we can touch. I often touched some parts of his body, deliberately teasing him. Until one day, my efforts yielded results. He kissed me when we were just the two of us in our division room.

Our first kiss became the beginning of our intimacy. Since then we often adrenaline rush, initially just kissing and touching each other in the office until we agreed to rent a room during the break. I have to be patient to get what I want from Restu.

I knew that Restu already had a fiancee and would get married after his fiancee graduated from college. But since we don't love each other, I'm just enjoying our relationship. For a long time the office people kissed our closeness and thought we were dating. No matter the hell, with that no office person dared to approach Restu again for sure. Restu is indeed the target of many people in the office because of his good looks.

Unexpectedly, I was pregnant. I no longer want to make the same mistake of aborting my womb. I demand that Restu take responsibility for marrying me. I don't want my son to be branded a child born outside of marriage without a father's name on his birth certificate.

I'm grateful that Restu took responsibility even though I had to threaten him that I was going to kill myself. She eventually returned to Jogja to break off her engagement and tell her family that she would marry me. Fortunately, everything went well without much drama, even though I knew her family didn't like me. Caring for demons with them, I just want my son to have a clear status.

Even though we are married and live together, it does not mean that we love each other. Restu repeatedly said that he still loves his ex-fiance, whom I later found out to be named Adelia. I'm not having a problem with that. We also live a household like a husband and wife in general, the difference is we do not love each other. We often fight because of trivial problems.

Although not loving me, but Restu was very attentive with my pregnancy. She bought me pregnant milk and always drove me to every pregnancy check. He also always obeyed my wishes when I wanted to eat something. Her role as a standby husband deserves a thumbs up.

Until one moment, I saw him buy a bunch of new numbers. When I asked what? Restu only answered to contact his former fiancee because his number was blocked. It felt like there was a bit of pain in my heart when I heard it. What is this sign?

I try not to pay attention to that. Because we agreed not to interfere with each other's personal affairs. Restu's attitude began to change a lot. He only came to me when he needed my body. He also often went home to Jogja, for whatever business, I did not dare to ask.

Until one day Restu returned from Jogja with a car. He went straight to the office and didn't go back to our rented house. I feel like something's wrong. What the hell is it?

Restu finally met me, he said he would get permission from the office because he had to go home to Jogja looking after his parents who were sick. She told me to give her the news when I'm going to give birth. He also said he would go back to the contract to pick up some clean clothes.

I haven't heard from him since. He didn't call me at all, didn't even send a message. I'm starting to suspect something's going on.

I started getting answers to my suspicions when the police came to the office looking for Restu and talked to me. The police explained that Restu had tried to kill by hitting people.

Oh my God, what is this really? Give me strength.

My body immediately felt weak when I heard the police's explanation. It felt like I could not stand up until some of my friends supported my body that was about to fall. So, yesterday he was in a hurry to leave because he wanted to escape?

I sobbed, after notifying the police. I've been fooled all this time. Especially after I found out that what he was about to hit was the husband of his ex-fiancee.

My chest was instantly tight and I was unconscious. By the time I realized, I was already in a hospital bed and I was alone in this room. I shed tears again.

My God, is this my punishment for all my sins?

I can honestly still accept that she still loves Adelia and wants a divorce after this child is born. Even though my heart hurts but I can still hold it.

But Restu was involved in an attempted murder case even as the culprit. I can't accept that. I don't want to have a killer husband and a killer's son.

I kept trying to reach him, but I couldn't. Is he still running away and not caught? I've tried to contact all his close friends, who I know and know, but also no one knows where he is and how he is. No matter how he's the father of my son, I'm afraid I'm going to have to give birth to myself.

Restu finally called me. I was shocked to hear he was arrested and is now being held. I'm so mad. I said I'd file for divorce and give our son custody to him. I don't want to babysit a killer's son.

At that time, Restu dropped one talak over the phone. I closed my eyes, trying to accept our destiny. She said she would ask her parents to take care of my labor and take care of our child. Whatever it is, I don't care what he wants to do anymore.

Restu kept his word, as we approached the day of our son's birth, his parents arrived at our contract. Although my relationship was not so good with them, I still respected them as an older person.

Restu's mother faithfully accompanied me when I gave birth. He took care of me and my son until we were released from the hospital. My parents didn't even accompany me at the time. In my heart, I regret not trying to take the hearts of Restu's parents when we were married.

Both of Restu's parents finally returned to Jogja with my son named Adelia Putri Prasetyo by Restu. Although I did not accept it a little, but I could only resign because I had fully surrendered custody to Restu and his family.

Before they came home, I apologized to both of Restu's parents. I also told you that Restu had dropped one talak. After this, I will file a divorce lawsuit with the court. Since then, we have never been in contact even though we have exchanged phone numbers.

Don't ask me if I don't miss my son. Of course I miss. I've been pregnant with it for nine months. As long as we were together, of course I missed him and his dad. But, I didn't have enough guts to contact both of Restu's men.

I also wanted to carry her, suckle her every time she was hungry and cry like a newborn. My water kept coming out despite not breastfeeding, it always made me cry, because I missed my little daughter.

Last afternoon, Restu's mother sent a message that Restu was sentenced to 10 years in prison.

Oh my God, how will my son be?

Should I go to Jogja and take care of it myself and open a new leaf?

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