CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The Fate of Arum

The gaze of the occupants of the toilet was directed at two women who were led into one of the cells accompanied by a curse intended for the officer.

Arum cursed and cursed at the officer even as his hands were tied with handcuffs. The woman flatly refused when police asked her to replace her expensive dress with a special prisoner's outfit.

While Larasati, the girl looked more silent. His face was bowed with both hands cuffed.

"Let go! Let me go now or you will suffer the consequences" Arum threatened with rebellion, wanting to escape from the two officers flanking his body.

Arum energy increases many times when squeezed. He is tireless to try to escape even though all is free. Multiple punishments were waiting for him for what he had done all this time.

When entering the cell, Arum continued to scream. Berate the officers and swear harsh words that make other inmates start to be disturbed.

"Fuck shit," said Arum. "You don't know who I am. I could've charged you with some unpleasant deed. It's not me who should be here but you guys" pointed Arum at the field officer who could only shake his head in response to his words.

"Damn, why be quiet. Let's get me out now." Arum pushed the iron trellis to create sound.

"Get me out!"

"Shut up!" The voice of a warden blared. Arum's guts shrieked instantly.

"Shut up or I'll increase your hold-up. Be kind and follow the procedures."

Larasati quickly pulled the mother's hand away. From the iron trellis that would probably be the trigger for the increase of the prison term for himself and Arum.

"Mother, be quiet" said Larasati as she escorted the mother's body to a corner of the room.

"I don't accept. I can't accept that we're being treated arbitrarily by them, Lara. Look," point Arum towards his clothes. "We were even forced to wear clothes like this. What is this outfit? Shabby, dirty and smelly. It's disgusting." Arum stared in horror at his clothes then glanced at the other prisoner who was also wearing the exact same clothes as what he was wearing.

Some of the other inmates stared dislikefully at Arum and his daughter. Especially after hearing the insulting remarks from the woman that seemed intended for other inmates. One of the fattened convicts and sangar's face, approached. Smiling tilted at Arum as their distance got closer.

"Try to repeat again your words" the woman asked Arum. While Arum himself put on a face no matter even ignoring the presence of the fat woman near him.

"Hey! Try repeating again your words or this hand slips into your cheek."

Quiescent. Arum suddenly swallowed. The booming sound of the fat woman seemed to break the eardrum.

"Whatchu mean? I didn't even say anything."

Bugg

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Two raw bogems landed on both of Arum's smooth cheeks. The woman even fell due to the harshness of the blow that the fattened woman landed.

Larasati. He tried hard to help the mother namu ill, he even beaten other inmates until fainted.

"Stop!" One shout was able to disperse the anarchist actions of fellow prison dwellers. They stopped the action, away from the body that fell on the floor of the holding cell.

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Unlike life with Arum and Lara, Isabel seemed to rediscover happiness after being able to hold back the father after some time apart.

The condition of the wound that is getting better makes the team of doctors allow the girl to go home, but it is recommended to continue regular outpatient treatment until the puncture wound he experienced completely healed.

"Son, I've asked Uncle Thomas to come get us. Arum and Lara are under arrest. But for a while our house will be a place for police investigations to look for evidence that Arum used to commit crimes. We also can't stay at Nak Erich's house. You know what, my daughter?"

The girl shook her head faintly as the father asked a question. Although her speech sounds soft but the girl knows if the question is full of meaning.

Praja rubbed the top of her daughter's head gently. In the treatment room that only filled the two of them made the Son and Father was free to speak.

"Son Erich is a single man, and so are you. As a father who is in full charge of you, of course, Dad strictly forbids the actions of the daughter of Daddy who lives in one house with a man who, he's not part of our family that has a responsibility to take care of you."

Isabel bowed her head. Of course this was not Erich's fault at all, but his. It was he who came to the man to ask for help until a problem came that required him to live in the same house as Erich.

"But Dad, we didn't do anything. Mr. Erich_ is the one who has sacrificed so much for me." Those pair of clear eyes were glazed. One point, two points of clear bulir begin to flow in the corner of the eye.

"Sutt's. Don't cry, my daughter." Praja quickly approached the princess as soon as she saw the girl crying. "Dad understand, dad understood. But what about other people? You guys must not just stay alone. I know about it, but what about other people's judgments?" Praja's hand rubbed Isabel's shoulder slowly. Calm as the girl continues to cry. Losing the figure of Mother makes Praja must be able to play the role of a father and mother figure for her daughter. Reprimand him if wrong and encourage him when his choice is right.

Again, Isabel nodded her head.

"Yes, Isabel understands, Dad. But, believe me. It's not Mr. Erich's fault, but I'm the one who asked to stay in his house" explains Isabel who still wants to convince the father if Erich's figure is innocent.

"Yes yes. I know, I know. Son Erich is like a hero who has sacrificed so much for you, my daughter. He's a nice guy, even better than Dad who can only cry when he hears you get hurt without being able to do anything." Praja again clutched Isabel's body more tightly. He was crying in his daughter's arms. Praja had thought if the critical condition that had experienced Isabel, would make him completely separated from his only daughter. He did not think that he could hug his daughter back in this state of consciousness again. And so, upon hearing her daughter re-open her eyes, Praja spontaneously prostrated herself in gratitude. God saved his daughter. God gave her the opportunity to love her daughter better than ever before and Praja was incredibly grateful for the gift.

"Hust, Dad." Hearing the father was stunned, Isabel then loosened the decapitation. He slowly pushed his father's body until the second decapitation was released. The girl can now see clearly the face of the father, who may be as a flood of regret that whack due to pain in the pain, not free to move to be able to help him. "Dad is the best dad I've ever had. Dad was also the best man who taught me to stay strong despite being oppressed." Praja looked at her daughter. Apparently, little Isabel has grown up, now. His little daughter who used to often ask for a carry on her back, now began to think of adulthood as she grew older. The two back to each other, until unconsciously a man who had been standing in front of the door of the room that was slightly open, turned his body. Urung entered the room after hearing the conversation between Son and Father who had brought his name.

The wide step brought the tall body straight it disappeared quite quickly from the front door of the room Isabel who had wanted him to go. The man diverted the destination. Sit in the park for a moment to contemplate yourself and determine the exact steps to be taken.

Tbc.

Sorry slow up guys. Body less fit. See the screen often dizzy unstoppable. For days, it was actually sad. But how else🤧

May we always be given health benefits by which power. Aamiins.

Health is expensive. And thank you to those who continue to be loyal to CEO Kembar🙏