Getting Married Due to a Trap

Dinners.

Abah has confronted his daughter in front of the door of the investigator room, "Ning..” Abah said.

Khaira felt very sad to see her Abah in worry, she tried her hardest to smile, "Ning is fine Abah,”

"So how come you can go home, son? You must not be proven guilty right, let's go home,” Abah pulled Khaira's hand. However, his daughter stopped him.

"Ning will be here for a while, Abah,” Khaira said with a heavy heart.

"But Ning?” abah said he was stopped when he saw a policewoman standing right behind his daughter. "Police mother, my son is innocent Ma'am, why should he be here?”

This policewoman smiled kindly, "Sorry Father, your daughter must follow the process for the case that ensnared her.”

"But Ma'am,” said Abah looked at the policewoman and turned to look at her daughter who was in the arms of a nestapa.

"Already Abah,” Khaira smiled even though his heart was sad to see the look of Abah's eyes that clearly held sad. "Change just go home, Ning will show them if Ning is innocent, Ning promise.”

"Let's sister Khaira we go to cell.” said the policewoman because it was enough for Khaira and her family to meet.

Before Khaira went to the temporary holding cell, he looked at Abah and shook his hand. "Sorry Ning Abah.”

Abah felt faint, his long breathing became a clear picture that he was not in a good feeling. "Abah will meet Bonar and ask him to retract his report, no matter what. You must be free, son.”

Khaira nodded, then took Abah's hand off and followed where the female police gave her direction.

Khaira went into the holding cell temporarily, looking down. It had never occurred to me before that he was now a prisoner. Although still a temporary prisoner. He stepped on his right leg, still fixed on his gaze down, a moment later he gasped when he heard the clatter of the cell door in the double padlock.

At once Khaira raised her face and was immediately faced with an unusual sight, several pairs of eyes were staring at her with fierce eyes. Gleck... He swallowed alot.

"Off the lamp, eeh die me!” muttered Khaira inwardly, looking at the four women who were staring at him. His head shrieked, clumsily trying to smile and say hello and waving, "Hay.”

A tattooed woman on her left arm approached the young woman who had just entered the cell, "What's your name, and what have you done to get into prison?” tanyanya.

Again Khaira made goosebumps disco, "I-it.” stutters it.

"Hey was asked her real answer!” the other woman asked and pushed and pressed quite firmly on the shoulder of the young woman who had just entered the cell into the holding cell's iron bars.

Khaira endured the pain on her shoulder, "Aih..” he just pulled the woman's arm that pushed him up to the fierce woman's body right behind him and once moved Khaira's hand slammed the woman who looked older than him.

Bugh

"Aaakkhhhrr!” yelled the slammed woman.

Khaira felt it was not in vain he had studied silat. "Change true, silat exercises can at least protect themselves when in danger.” murmured in the heart.

The other three women saw their fellow cells were flabbergasted by the action by a young woman who had just entered the cell already showing her silat skills. All three retreat alon-alon.

"Bad!” shouted the fierce woman who slammed onto the floor, not expecting her larger body from the young woman could be easily slammed. "What a jerk you are, a new kid has been banging. You don't know who I am yet!”

Khaira shook her head, despite feeling satisfied already slammed the woman who looked like a thug. But Khaira did not want to add to the problem. "I'm sorry, it was just a reflex. Yes reflexes, I swear!” he showed me two fingers.

"Alahhh most bacots!” the slammed woman shouted unwillingly to pierce what the young woman who was brandishing her two fingers said.

But the voice of the police guard who was patrolling stopped the vigilante action that would occur in a temporary detention cell. "What's this noisiness?”

Khaira fell silent, and also the four women who had been in prison for longer were silent to each other. Until a female prisoner cell spoke.

"There is no commotion that means sir, we are just greeting our new friend who just entered this cell.” said a woman sitting in the corner of the cell.

Khaira flickered, she looked for the source of the voice that escaped her attention, her feelings said, "It turns out there is another person inhabiting this holding cell.”

"Be aware that if you hear any more commotion, your punishment will increase!” the police guard said.

"Well sir, we will be silent.” the four female inmates of the holding cell replied.

Hearing the answer from the woman in the cell, the police guard then went from the front of the temporary detention cell.

"Review I'll bales!” the slammed woman stared at the sangar to the young woman who was just standing by the iron bars.

"It's Meta, you started it yourself.” A woman sitting in the corner stood up and approached a foreign girl who had just entered the cell. "I'm sure, he's innocent.” he stretched out his hand in front of a triangular hijab girl looking the same age as his son, "What's your name? I'm Rani.”

Khaira blinked her eyes, she looked at the hand of the woman before her. With a feeling of hesitation he shook the hand that looked long-toed, "Sa-my Khaira,”

"Oh Khaira,” replied the woman who introduced herself named Rani. "Sit down first, and tell me why you got here?” he took Khaira to sit on the floor.

The other three women follow Rani to sit down, but Meta prefers to stay away.

Khaira glanced at Meta, in her small heart. He felt guilty for slamming it.

The three women who had the same fate in the holding cell introduced themselves to Khaira

"I'm Susi.” says a woman has a rather thin body.

"Sali.” a pouty-haired woman also reached out her hand.

"Ani.” Ani also reached out her hand, of course, not Ani lover of Rome.

Khaira looked at the three palms outstretched before him, he smiled knots then shook hands with at once from the woman who saw him astonished. "I'm Khaira, glad to be acquainted with Mbak-mbak.”

Meta glanced at the four women who were getting acquainted. Along with his glance with Khaira, but he quickly turned his face away.

"So Khaira, why are you here. You look very young and you have a face shape that looks plain, say what you have done. Did you steal?” rani said at once asking her conjecture.

"Can it be because it cheats?” sali with his accusation.

“Or don't-don't rich online gambling Mak Rani?” ani said as her hand pointed at the middle-aged woman she called Mak Rani.

Rani flicked her hand, “Wee.. ra legitimately open my card!” [No need to open my card].

Ani just put up a horse grin, “Hehe,”

"Or maybe a wrong trap?” chirps Susi.

Khaira shook her head at all the accusations from the four women who asked her, "I may have committed acts of persecution against my uncle who would have betrayed my aunt. Hahhhh,” he stopped his sentence, exhaled a long breath, and gave his gaze to the walls of the holding cell that began to blacken and look dirty.

"Great pity Bibik, it's painful. Betrayed also with her husband, his affair is not responsible anymore, a dangdut singer who bahenol.” said Khaira told the story about her aunt.

The four women carefully listened to the story Khaira had told.

“Please Your Aunt,” Susi said.

“The affair is indeed trending again well,” Ani sighed, recalling she was also a victim of the affair her husband did.

“But why is it always men who look dirty and seem to be maniac sex? Are women not the same? Equally maniac sexs?” Sali also imagined if the men who are highlighted are more dominant who hurt.

“Because most men are not loyal, Sali!” mak Rani said he was holding Sali's head.

“That's yeah?” Sali rubbed his head like a fool.

Khaira pondered about what the four women were talking about in front of her, “Hemm I don't know, the fact that my mother left.” she muttered softly.

“Trending infidelity topics are indeed getting bigger!” said Rani felt the smell of infidelity in the present day became a scourge that increasingly looks brutal.

"So what do you mean, you said, you've been committing abuse?” ask Ani.

Khaira diverted her attention from the cell wall of the prisoner, and turned to look at Ani. "I'm not sure if I hit him with a bottle of ciu that my uncle was holding, and he was swinging towards me,”

Feeling less clear with Khaira's description, Rani asked. "You mean.”

Khaira sighed, "Hahhh... I snatched the bottle of alcohol that Uncle Bonar was holding that he was about to smash in my head.”

The four women who were listening to Khaira's explanation immediately applauded.

"Bravo-bravo!” Rani exclaimed as she clapped her hands, as if watching the sinetron of the evil one receiving his reply, then gave her thumbs up to Khaira, "Means you are great already daring to snatch a bottle from the bastard!”

“Good-good!” ani clapped her hands.

“Marvelous-marvelous!” Sali follow girang.

Khaira was confused as to why the four women looked overjoyed. He slightly tilted his head staring at the four women in turn. “What's great? In fact, I'm in jail right now with you guys?” his gerrick.

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