
The police on duty welcomed Elsa's friendly arrival. They saw the pale and exhausted figure of Elsa. They suspected that the girl had just experienced a crime. So they waited and prepared to receive the report of the girl. It's just like Elsa lost her voice.
"A-aaa I'm asking for help sir."
Elsa painstakingly spoke her meaning. His voice disappeared again he could not speak. A policeman made him sweet warm tea. Give it to Elsa and tell her to drink so that Elsa feels calm and comfortable.
"Drink the tea first to be calm and not nervous."
Not asked twice, Elsa immediately drank it to the toilet. He was very thirsty and his throat was dry. That tea feels so good. The police guard that night looked at the girl. They were all convinced that the girl had experienced a crime. They're all waiting for Elsa to tell me.
While in a place Prita can not be silent. For almost two days he was alone in the basement. Hesteris and while holding his head that can not even find a way out. All this time he had been having difficulties, full of thistles and thorns but he could find a way out. Not like a dead end now.
The room was as if it had been prepared to lock him up. An underground room that could not interact with the outside world. Indeed the room is large, has two bedrooms, living room, a place to relax watching tivi with a sofa. The back is a bar and dining table. Kitchen set and refrigerator. The place is complete. Even a closet full of women's clothes that fit the size of his body. Not just clothes, but also underwear. All available.
But even though all is available and comfortable, Prita can not stand being cooped up alone in the basement. He wants to meet Risa's mom, her friends and Rakasiwi. He shouted and hesterised. He had thought a thousand times about escaping. But there was nothing he could do. The room was made in such a way as to lock him up. Only a miracle can bring him out.
Prita threw her body onto the bed. He could no longer think because he was dead. Disappointed, angry and helpless. Why would he get into trouble like this? what's wrong? My Lord, whom he used to call his name, left him alone. It felt very sad and helpless. He moved left and right.
Jaelany came down to see him and the man said he was preparing for their wedding. He doesn't care if Prita doesn't agree. He controls everything in that place. He won't let Prita go from him. He deliberately made the place to get Prita. Having Prita in his way. It wasn't Yonna he wanted. But Prita. Yunna was just a stepping stone for him to get Prita.
Suddenly Prita smelled something in her room. It was the smell that made him sleepy. Before long Prita had fallen asleep. That's when Jaelany came to him. He smiles to see Priti's body on the bed. He swallowed his saliva, moved his head and smiled.
"I don't think it's necessary to get married, nobody knows I have you."
Jaelany approached and even climbed onto the bed. Not satisfied he looked at the figure of Priti.
"The stubborn girl who made me sleepless. I've been thinking about you for years."
"My nose, I finally have you."
Jaelany suddenly boarded Prita's body, unbuttoning her clothes. But suddenly Prita's eyes opened. Jaelany was surprised because what she was sleeping on was not Prita but a terrible figure. A blood-soaked neck and eyes full of anger and resentment.
"Yunnah! Y-you!"
Prita's body wakes up and pursues Jaelany with fingers that want to strangle her neck.
"You're dead! no way!"
Jaelani leaves Prita. The figure followed him and tried to catch him.
"You're dead! don't bother me! do you want to die a second time?"
No doubt this time he experienced something like this. The feathers stood up, Yunna's face was terrifying. And his neck is a cut wound.
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