
...***Capture***...
Yiyi returns from Nindira's apartment. Ve had a great debate with Pras. The woman looked quite curious about what YiYi said earlier. The veins of his neck even stretched as he spoke.
"Clearly cepetan!" The screech pulled Pras' arm.
"You want it on people's stoves!" Pras tries to avoid. Focus on applying eucalyptus oil to his finger, then bring it closer to Nindira's nose.
"lik! You lied! I have ears, I heard what he said. She said, Nindira is pregnant with her husband's child! You sell your bangs, Mas?"
Pras's ears are getting hotter, the longer they are heard, Ve's words feel more throat-choking. Until finally, the speech boiled the anger that he had been holding back. With a strong enough energy, Pras spread his hand until it landed on Ve's cheek. Fresh blood flowed from the corner of his lips after the sound of a slap.
Ve was silent for a moment, feeling her heart ache more than the cheek that her husband had slapped. "This slap, indicates that the woman's words are true!" Ve looked at Pras with feelings of disappointment, anger, hate, and disgust.
"You're great, Mas. Your whole family is great!"
Plaques
"Don't bring my family!" Pras just slapped Ve.
With a reddened face, Ve shouted out loudly, "Why? Isn't that? You yourself have been a little, you are also cheap!"
Ve's words again ignited Pras' anger. He raised his hand again, but it had not yet landed, Ve challenged him. "Why stop? Come slap! Slap me!" Exclaims.
"Good Abram talk him out, son is not his son!" Ve pointed at Nindira who was laid on the sofa.
Pras again slaps Ve, but his hand movements are stopped by the conscious moans of Nindira. Feeling the opportunity, Ve picked up the bag and mobile phone, and left.
Pras looks pretty painstaking, helps Nindira wake up, and gets her a glass of water.
"Om already saying, what the hell did you meet Zahra! Where the event traps him again," Pras said while offering a glass of water.
"On what basis is Om comment? This is all wrong, too!" Nindira brushed off the glass, making the water spill over Pras' pants. Pras's face was flushed again, but quickly concealed.
"You know for yourself, what is the model world like? If I don't know you as Tyo, what can you do?"
"But I'm pregnant with her child now! Abram also has my talak, his wife Tyo also hit me. Bring a camera with you!" Nindira ruffled her hair while shouting. "Damn! My good name is ruined now! It's all because of Om! Who made me drunk so I could sleep with him! This is all wrong Om!"
Pras gripped the glass strongly. He thought, if Nindira should thank him. If not for that night, Nindira would only be an unknown amateur model. But what did he get?
His wife and nephew, compactly blamed, and cornered him. Putting all the blame on his shoulders, then washing their hands.
"Oh, is this my fault? How many times have you slept with Tyo? You also forget, I've been wanting you to use safety." Pras squinted his eyes, as if underestimating his nephew.
Nindira was eager to get up from sitting huh and slapped Pras. However, his body gave an unpleasant signal. In the end, he simply swallowed the salivary along with his anger.
It became quiet for a while. Until, the sound of knocking was heard from outside.
"Good afternoon, sir!" greet one of the burly men as Pras opens the door.
"So, sorry, who are you with?"
The man in a black shirt, with a bent arm, stepped forward and took out a piece of paper. Pras quickly picked it up, his black eye bead moving with his lips pouting silently.
The man then walked inside, while staring at a pregnant woman sitting on the sofa.
"Mother Nindira," she said politely. "Please come with us!"
The man's words sounded like thunder snatching, making Nindira startled to rise from her seat.
"W-what? Whose father is this?"
"We're from the police. Miss Nindira, please cooperate!" Without warning, the man immediately took out the handcuffs from inside the pocket.
The shocked Nindira immediately trembled. His whole body suddenly went weak. Especially when he saw the iron handcuffs that were ready to handcuff his hands.
Until ….
"He's bleeding, take him to the hospital!" Two men from the police deftly carried Nindira's body and took her to the hospital. As for Pras, he just stood up with a blank look.
"He must be operated immediately" said a doctor who treated Nindira yesterday.
"Then do it!"
"But the patient's family ...."
"He's a suspect, the arrest warrant is down. So the decision is on our side!" replied the man who had been carrying Nindira.
"Make sure he's safe, he'll have to pay for everything he's done!" exclaimed the man in the shirt, who turned out to be one of Jordhan's co-workers.
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