Destiny with You
Iron Shredder

You can never imprison a crime, you can only imprison the person who committed the crime. That is why, even though the iron bars are strong still will not change the attitude of people not to do evil after he comes out of it.

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I'm Hera, a 25-year-old woman, working as a teacher in a nonformal educational institution. After 8 years passed, I was suddenly reunited with Dzikra, my first love of High School and never loved anyone more than him. I don't know if it's lucky this meeting ended in marriage. After 6 months passed I felt marriage with her like being in a roll coaster. My heart never stopped beating at a speed countless by a speadometer. But now that my heart stopped pumping blood, I was imprisoned for something I didn't know why. Inner Hera was behind iron bars while pensively leaning against the wall.

A police officer with a detective repeatedly checks the criminal documents. While occasionally glancing to see the suspect behind bars, occasionally his head was dodged.

"Even if my wife committed a crime, but I won't be able to see her behind bars.

"But he made a mistake. It wouldn't be good to protect his guilt." said the detective beside him.

Hera who continued to strip, finally fell asleep on the cold floor without the blanket. He was still wearing his office uniform. Tomorrow it will begin three days of interrogation. During that time, he won't get a visit.

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The quiet morning, there was no sweet face beside her who was smiling preparing her work clothes. Everything felt different, nothingness pervaded his soul. It was only last night separated from him, but the sense of loss had already spread to the crown. Dzikra was pensive on the edge of his bed, his breathing slow. His phone rang, he immediately pressed the green button.

"Dzik, why are you so reckless! play report not ask for my approval!" snapped Zidan with a hunting breath.

"All the evidence points to him!" answer the cold Dzikra

"What evidence do you have?" tanya Zidan is still clouding his emotions.

"Proof transaction!" Dzikra.

" Who are you from?" snapped Zidan.

" Gilang." said Dzikra briefly.

" Lo don't believe me! Hera is not the mastermind!" Zidan.

" Maybe! But the person who is the mastermind will appear after he is captured!" dzikra said calmly.

" Lo crazy, Lo's wife got hooked? Lo's oath a cold-blooded killer!" zidan said he was still burning his emotions.

" Lo Diem! It's my business, let me do it!" Dzikra.

" Who do you think Lo! get out of Lo's wife right now, you make my research exciting!" zidan snapped while hanging up the phone.

Dzikra after that, directly slammed his phone into the mattress. His breathing moved quickly, his hands clenched, he rubbed his hair that had been neatly combed.

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Hera with a glare, sitting in a cold room soundproof. He stared at the empty table and chair in front of him. A black-clothed person entered the room with a file, which was kept on the table. He looked at the woman in front of him, then sat down with his legs crossed, he began to open the file page.

"You know him!" said the man gave a photo of Dzikra and his father.

"Sure!" said Hera saw a photo of the accident Dzikra and his father who drooped helplessly covered with blood.

The investigator looked at Hera's face, looking for answers from behind her face. However, he did not get the expected answer, only seeing the aura of sadness and pity there.

" What did you do to them?" ask again.

" I didn't do anything!" said Hera turned her gaze to the investigator.

"How about this!" investigators have provided evidence of purchase transactions.

Hera calmly grabbed the proof of the purchase, she read her list of groceries on her behalf.

" I bought it for my brother!" said Hera calmly.

"Who is your brother?" ask the investigator to Hera.

Hera did not open her voice, she fell silent. Everything feels clear at this moment. They provoke her brother to turn himself in, by implicating her in the case.

" Please answer me, then your sentence will be reduced, even you can be proven innocent!" investigator Said.

"If you can get evidence that implicates me in this case, why can't you find the person yourself!" said Hera with a smile.

BRUK!

The interrogation of Hera was stopped, she was returned to the isolation room. The investigation will continue tonight. Hera looked back at her two handcuffed criminal-like hands.

****

" You've done it!" said a woman with red lips in a dimly lit warehouse.

"Yes, ma'am, what should we do now?" said the middle-aged man who was already covered in blood.

" Make Hera his brother's killer!" said the woman while smiling happily.

" well! I'll do it!" said the man.

" Your job is one more, make Dzikra crash to death!" said the woman.

The woman threw a wad of money at the man, walking over the body that had stretched stiff there. He came out quietly from the warehouse wearing his glasses, a bodyguard opened the car door. The car immediately dashed through the deserted road.

****

Police took a bag of bodies to the autopsy room. The other police are busy reporting the new murder case. Hera's day was not interrogated but by night she was led into the interrogation room. A policeman thrust a monitor screen into Hera's face. His face stiffened immediately, his tears flowing.

"He's your brother?" ask the investigator to look at Hera's face.

"Why is it like this?" hera asked the investigator with a look of disbelief.

" You're pretending you don't know?" ask the investigator raise his eyebrows.

" You mean what?" ask Hera confused.

"Your DNA is on the victim!" investigator says.

Hera immediately fell down crying sobbing on the floor, while continuing to say 'slander', her head continued to moan her cries did not stop. Police and investigators stopped the interrogation.

****

"Hera killed her brother?" dzikra said in disbelief the words of his family at the table.

"We don't know the truth, we leave it to the authorities!" said grandpa.

"That's impossible!" lirih Dzikra while sitting.

Rachel looked at Dzikra who looked uninspired to live her life. Only her stepmother seemed calm to hear the news. Rachel let out a smile at the end of her lips.

"I have to see him!" said Dzikra while rising up.

"Tomorrow you can meet him!" said Grandpa stopped the Dzikra.

****

Hera on that day received a visit from her parents, during the meeting there was no word whatsoever they just hugged while crying. As the parents knew very well, Hera would not kill her brother and Alfedro her father Dzikra.

Dzikra who looked outside, Hera was with her family did not dare to enter. He went back into the car. Waiting for Hera's parents to come home.

Dzikra's footsteps slowly sat in the chair, a woman in clothes had already changed as the prisoner came out. Their eyes clashed, there was yearning, hate, anger from that gaze. Hera sat in front of the Dzikra.

"If you think I killed my brother and your father, I'm not the one" Hera said, staring coldly at Dzikra as her tears flowed.

"Then who?" ask Dzikra.

"Your stepmother!" said Hera.

"I know!" answer Dzikra.

"Why am I in prison!" said Hera her heart was tight.

"Prove that you are innocent!" dzikra said he walked out of the room.

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