Thread: Harry goes to jail

Harry grew up in a working class neighborhood. A silent boy at first, but when he became a little older he sometimes started fights at the school grounds. Problems at home the teachers discovered. Harry’s father started drinking after loosing his job, and Harry’s mother was a victim to her husband’s frustrations. Harry’s school tests showed a great potential, but he never made it in the classroom. After three schools, at 14 years old, he was placed on a special school for children with learning disabilities.

Harry’s aunt, a sister of his mother was very kind to Harry, and Harry spend a lot of time in her house. She and her husband didn’t have any children. His uncle took him to soccer games. At 17 years old Harry worked for his uncle in a small furniture factory, and besides the occasional trouble with his co-workers everything went fine. His aunt gave him the necessary funds to find a place for himself, took a moderate payback from his pay, and promised him to help him wherever she could.

Harry started to have friends, went to soccer games, drank beer and smoked dope, as many of his age. The school ground fighting became the bi-weekly soccer game fighting, and the bruises on his face where treated at the factory by his aunt.

Two holidays in Spain where spend by Harry and then at 23, he came to Bali, together with a friend. He once had a girlfriend; he met her in Spain, but back home things didn’t work out. After a week of partying in Kuta, they decided to see some more of the island and went to Lovina. One night the boys went to Poco bar and there Harry met Ida. A beautiful Balinese girl. Harry fell immediately in love with her, Ida didn’t have to help him at all. The same night they slept together, in her kos, because Harry’s friend and he shared a room. It was Harry’s first time, and the next morning he felt butterflies all over his skin. I am dreaming he told his friend. His last week he spend in the clouds, with a bored friend and, most of the time, with Ida, some nights in her kos, and sightseeing in the daytime with the three of them. He wanted Ida to come home with him, but this could not be arranged so quickly. Harry and Ida cried on the airport, and Harry promised to send money to Ida, and come back very soon.

Back home his aunt and uncle were happy for Harry, and Harry and Ida emailed a lot. One time Harry send Ida some extra money because she had an accident with a borrowed motorbike, and she could not pay the owner. It was only 800 euro.

Six months later he finally could come to Bali again, this time alone. Ida was waiting for him on the airport, but she looked different to him. Sad and worried. Back in Lovina she confessed that she was from Java and not from Bali. When Harry asked why she lied she said, that she thought that he would like her better if she was from Bali. Ida had problems with her family in Jakarta, but she could not tell Harry, too personal. After two days of asking Ida finally told him what was wrong. Her father had an accident at work, and could not work again. Her family had a loan of little over 50 million with a local loan shark to start a business, but the business would not function without her father. The loan shark threatened the family. A few days went by and sometimes Ida seemed to have forgotten the problem. Harry had butterflies again, and walked clouds. Then Ida came to his homestay with a girlfriend. She cried and could not stop crying for 5 minutes. Her family had ordered her to come to Jakarta to work for the loan shark, as a prostitute, the only way her family could make up for the 50 million. Harry’s world collapsed. He didn’t have the money to help her, but with tears in his eyes promised her to. He had to go in 2 days, “but don’t go to Jakarta, I will help”. Tears at the airport. Ida; “You will help me?”

In a rush of alcohol, Harry dreamed his way back to home. Butterflies followed by anger, desperate.

At home he went immediately went to his aunt and explained the situation, Harry wanted to borrow 6000 euro to help out Ida. His aunt refused. The next Monday he went to a bank. The bank refused, because of an earlier, not on time paid back loan. He went in rage back to his aunt. “Please help me!” His aunt refused again. It became red and black for his eyes, and when his mind got a little clearer he found himself talking to a police officer. “Do you know what you have done?” Slowly his memories came back, and he saw himself hitting his aunt with a big ashtray. When he thought of Ida, he started to cry.
His aunt was buried 2 days later.

During the investigation of the murder the police decided to go to Bali and ask Ida about the events. Ida said she never told Harry about family problems or giving her 50 million, she just wanted to go on a holiday to Jakarta. The police went back.

Only after persuading by another friend of Harry Ida told the truth, this time by letter to the police.

Harry got 9 years.



No poll this time, the details I have made up, but it really happened.

Her name is not Ida, but she still works in Lovina as a prostitute