FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 148 STILL POV HERDIAN FIRLANDO

I was put in a cold, damp holding cell.

Luckily the cell was empty, only I was a resident. So that it can freely stretch the body as you like to go in whichever direction is also on which side.

Hhh...

Just a long breath. Still disappointed with the circumstances and bad luck that God has now given. I really didn't think it through.

A sheet of plastic carpet size 1x2 meters into a base for my body bed.

Cold ambush for a moment. But then this body temperature slowly warms up again.

With my back and face facing the white ceiling of the cell, my mind glared again.

I never thought my dad would be that crazy.

Who will take care of the funeral? I am in this prisoner!

I can only swallow saliva. I rubbed my son who was sick from crying screaming at the bloody incident this afternoon.

What time is it? It seems to be through maghrib! I murmured while looking to the right left of the wall. Wish there was a clock attached so I could know the time now.

Watches, hape and my wallet were all confiscated by the police. I was stripped down to my underwear. After that I was just given a piece of orange prisoner T-shirt.

My eyes are tired of pockets. Also sleepy. Until I slowly close the petals and try to calm down this by resting, sleeping.

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"Dellown! Delane...! Delan!!!"

I was shocked. In front of me was a pale white face looking at me sharply. Makes me rewind my body, get away from the person I know.

"Fi-Word???"

"You're alone here? Want me to get company?"

"B.aaa... D-don't!!!"

Why is the word in front of me? Crouching with my face and eyes glaring at me.

"Aaa... go!!! Just go! You...already dead!!!"

"I feel sorry for the fate of your life, Delan! You're rotting alone here! No friends, no brothers. Even your own parents no longer care! I'm the only one who cares about you, Delan!"

My body trembles. I covered this frightened face with both of my eyes. But the voice of the Word is growing in the ears.

"I will be faithful to accompany you, Delan! You need a friend, don't you?"

"Well... toloong!!! Tolooong! Police help me!" I shouted in panic while shaking the cell bars until it sounded clanking.

"Hehehe... You're Delan! I am loyal, my friend! My intention is to accompany you and you're scared! Don't you really want me to be with you? Until you bravely deprive my life of this world?"

"No! No, Firman! I have no intention of killing you! Swear to God! I'm just upset with you and deliberately nudged your bike into Matraman. But that's not a kill intent! It's an accident!"

I was screaming hysterically. Especially when the cold body of Word came to me. Until it felt like the cold had invaded my skin.

I shivered, looking at his pale face.

Fi-Firman is a ghost!!! I-iya!?!?

I fell to the floor because my knees were shaking.

"I'm not going to kill you, Delan! I'm your friend, right? That's why I want to accompany you here so you don't get lonely!"

I closed my eyes looking at the Word's elongated hand and the fingernails suddenly popped out of his finger. It was as if it was going to strangle me.

"Tolooong!!!..."

Gubrak. Klontreng-klontreng!

"Hey, wake!!! It's noisy!!!"

I got up with glaring eyes.

The dream! Only dreams!!!

But I was so scared.

I ran up to the cell bars. Pull the hand of the policeman who was yelling at me.

"Mr! Please get me out of here! I want to make a confession!"

I really want to get out of this cell. I don't want to be here. By ourselves. In an empty cell.

The policeman looked at me sharply. Then he opened the cell door and took me out.

"Sir... Sir! Please don't put me in that cell alone!"

"You khan here is just a witness! If you're a suspect, you're placed in a cell containing other prisoners!"

"I.. I've let my Papa shoot my Om, sir!"

"Cctv TKP also we have checked. So it's all gonna be revealed. You can be free 2x24 hours if proven innocent!"

"Dellown! Where are you going, Delan? It's free for you to get out of here. Because I will always follow you! You are my friend. I have to be with you!"

I'm squealing. Suddenly Firman's face was behind the face of the Police officer.

"Sir Policii, help me!!!" hysterical shouting.

"Hey, hey... why?" ask the confused police.

"I.. I am haunted by demons!!!"

"Haha... Hadeuh! This is the man, why are you haunted by the devil. Be careful with the genie and the devil!"

"Paaaac! I'm seriuuus!!!" yells annoyed.

"If you're haunted by a demon. You must have killed that man until he became a demon!" as if the police are scolding me.

Deg.

I.. indeed have killed the Word!

"I killed someone, sir! Hik hik hicks...!"

I who was taken to the interrogation room could only cry bitterly. Telling all the chronology of my crimes to the Word. Journalist of one of the online media who died because he fell into the river with his motorcycle.

The police made my crime report.

They did an investigation and I was found guilty. Until I was actually put in a holding cell containing five inmates in various cases. Waiting for my side schedule and absolute sentenced to confinement.

Hhh...

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