I Killed the Actor With My Husband

Episode 9

POV Rindi again yes man-friends hopefully you are not bored with this story.

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As usual on Sunday there will be cleaning activities, we are divided into several groups, which men have the task of cleaning in the field.such as cutting grass, sweeping, and cleaning, dispose of the garbage and for which women are assigned to clean the mushala, toilet and cooking.My task is to cook, with my carefree heart to the kitchen, there has been prepared all the ingredients for us to cook. certainly not spared the eyes of the guards who kept watching our movements.

"What are we cooking?" I asked Jeni's mother, she's the oldest of us."

"How about chicken?" the other cetus."

"Again the chicken tongseng, Rindi you cut the chicken small? assisted with Lili washing and you both peel the onions, I will cut the vegetables and others." said Bu Jeni kindly, we nodded and one by one began to do their duties. so do I and Lili.

Immediately I began executing his chickens cut into small pieces as ordered by Mother Jeni, Lili took a large container to wash the chickens. Smiles etched on their lips, he said, it was as if there were no burdens there they enjoyed life despite being inside the bars.

"You're so good at cutting chicken, your hands are so agile, you seem to be good at cooking." said Lili breaking the silence between us."

"As housewives, shouldn't we be good at cooking?"

"For what good at cooking, for what looks perfect in the eyes of men, whatever we do is never appreciated by them."

My hand that was cutting the chicken suddenly stopped, I looked up to see his eyes there was a wound in there either case what he was so that he could be imprisoned like this. she is still easy and beautiful it is a pity to spend her old age here.

"That's how you made it? did you cut it like you cut these chickens?" again Lili asked this time it sounded ambiguous."

"What do you mean?"

"aren't you a pemb*nuh?"

"Where do you know?" I clenched my arms in anger, as much as I could try to forget the painful events of the day, but this woman dug it up again."

"Who else if not a troublemaker." replied Lili indifferently.yes, I remember the woman had heard my curses with Ms. Sarti."

"I don't want to talk about it!" my reply was full of firmness so that Lili no longer asked the woman understood and chose silence.

Finished with the chickens, Bu Jeni again told to slice the onions that had been peeled, I swiftly did the order from Bu Jeni. without me noticing a pair of eyes watching me in silence. he Pak Arkan this time his appearance is different not the brown uniform he usually wears when it comes to swearing me but casual clothes, knee-length shorts combined with the latest-style branded shirts, he said, the hat perched on the head adds masculine levels in him.

Ah, he was staring like that made me misbehave, this heart started acting indistinct, racing as if rhythmically in the heart.

He came closer to me his cold face made me clumsy. This man was fighting a policeman so he acted as he pleased.

"If you're done meeting me in the open pit" he added, no smile on his lips, he's like a 10-door refrigerator really cold."

"Why indeed?"

"Follow my command, I wait before." he asked again, I sighed harshly at his request for command."

Finished with the cooking we began to fill the food in the dishes to be distributed to the prisoners. They welcomed enthusiastically. moved, of course? that's how I feel even though we all have the title of criminals but they treat us like humans. Only a few young men continue to be locked up, they are known to be wayward and difficult to manage in detention, he said, that's why it continues to be locked up eating in between.

A few minutes after the warden called me back someone waiting in the open room, I turned the lazy eyeball who else if not the ten-door refrigerator.

Upon arriving in the chamber I saw him sitting but his eyes closed, was he sleepy? I don't know."

"Ohuk!" pretend to cough even though the throat is fine."

"If you don't wake up, I'll go!" threaten me while stomping my feet down."

"Don't go!" prevent it while blocking my hand firmly."

I felt something strange, suddenly my heart felt a different vibe, remembering Mas Rifan no matter how my status is still his wife.does I serve other men like this?"

"Sorry sir what you want from a prisoner like me."

"Your heart!"

"My heart?"

"Yes your heart, I want to have yours."

"We're different sir, you're a cop, and I'm a criminal."

"Want to?"

"Don't waste your time, you also know how long my sentence is, I'll age here waiting for the fate of death."

"I know, it sounds stupid but I love you."

I chuckled..How can this man say love while he knows I'm a pemb*nuh, it's impossible for a policeman to confess love to an inmate doesn't that sound stupid?"

"Go never appear before me." I said with affirmation."

"You laugh at my stupidity! after you took my heart and then you threw me away."

"Yes you are stupid! how can you say that you love me. You know how long I have to be punished.

"You don't believe in destiny? we are destined by God to be together."

"That's impossible sir, realize what kind of joke you're playing."

"It's not a joke it's a reality, believe me as soon as you're released."

"How do you do, please get out of here! please don't ever see me again!" this time I'm really sick of him."

"Well, if that's what you want then I'm gone" she said then passed away from me.

I'm back in custody, my joints feel weak even if it feels unable, Mr. Arkan he's a good man should get a good woman too, not a pemb*nuh who is languishing in iron bars.

I admit Mr. Arkan's charm is amazing, I'm even amazed by him but that doesn't mean I want to have it. in my life in my mind it is no longer about love but how I can live my old days here, through the days in detention.

And besides, I do not want to receive love from other men, because the wounds inflicted by Mas Rifan are still gaping in here, although decades of this wound will remain forever imprinted in the heart. Forgiveness is easy but forgetting is difficult.