Kepentok Cinta Girl Seller Cilok

04. Interrogation (Revision )

Azriel came out of hiding, she looked at Qilla and her mother who were looking at her coldly. Especially Qilla's mother, her face was tense and a little afraid if it was true what Qilla said. The man in front of him is a police fugitive.

"Get out!" said Qilla's mother ruled Azriel behind a pile of wood.

"Yes ma'am, sorry." replied Azriel.

The man came out of hiding, looking ahead to see if the police were still in front. But Qilla knew Azriel was afraid the police would still be there.

"Get away, get out!" qilla.

"Sadly, she's really a girl" Azriel said.

"You're wrong, why didn't I tell you to hide here" said Qilla Ketus.

"Udah Qilla, tell him to come in." replied his mother feeling sorry for Azriel.

"Kok was told to come in anyway ma'am?" ask Qilla.

"Mommy wants to ask her questions, I don't want to be accused of hiding fugitives. That's why I want to interrogate him" said his mother again.

Qilla snorted in annoyance, but she eventually led Azriel into her house. The man followed where Qilla was testing, and of course they entered a simple house. Qilla takes Azriel to sit in the living room, where her mother is waiting for her to ask her why Azriel could be a police fugitive.

"So, who's this kid?" ask Qilla's mother named Nima.

"I am Azriel ma'am." replied Azriel.

"He was the one who hit the cilok cart I'm mom" said Qilla.

"Yes, I know. Did you tell me, I just wanted to ask why Azriel's son can be chased by the police?" ask Nima's mother.

"I thought I was a fugitive drug dealer who ran away ma'am. That's why I ran and hid in the back there." Azriel replied.

"Yes, why run? Mending gave himself up, could be lighter punishment than running to be a fugitive" said Nima's mother again.

"Lha, I'm not a fugitive ma'am. I told you, I was just unexpected. At first I was participating in a gathering of motorcycle gang children, well the police were suspicious that my group motorcycle gang had drug dealers as well. That's why my friends and I are being chased by the police, I don't feel like a drug dealer. I have to give myself up." Azriel said.

"But the police said he was a drug dealer. I don't want to hide a fugitive drug dealer" said Nima's mother.

"Mom's oath, I'm not a drug dealer. The police were wrong target, why am I being chased" Azriel said.

"Because you ran away, you should have explained it to the police. I'm not the drug dealer, I'm riding on a dirty motorbike so it hit my cilok cart" said Qilla cynically staring at Azriel full of annoyance.

"Well, I told you. If I wanted to be arrested, I would have to stay in jail. Ogah sleeps there." Azriel said again.

"Yes, I'd better get Azriel home. Mending's hiding at home, it's safer" Nima's mother said.

"My house must be suspected ma'am, um can I stay for a day? Heheh." asked Azriel.

"Heh, don't visit you! It was good to be helped and I didn't tell the police" said Qilla, suddenly angry with Azriel.

"Easy-after. It's also getting dark, it's not good to go in the evening. It's best to leave Azriel at home, when it's night please go home. Maybe the police have gone back to his office" Nima's mother said.

The middle-aged woman got up from her seat, she stepped towards the kitchen to prepare dinner. Azriel was still sitting quietly in her place, glancing at Qilla who was standing alone.

"Well! Shameless, already got it wrong but want to ask for food. Told ***** this is our, deliberately hiding a police fugitive. Even asking for food, sorry I lied about the fugitive being hidden" Qilla said grimly.

"I told you, I'm not a fugitive. I mean the police are fugitives, drug dealer, why do you hate me so much anyway? Yes, if you don't want to help me. I'm leaving" said Azriel, annoyed by Qilla's continued cynicism.

"Qillaa! Quickly bring it here, Azriel told me to eat. He must be hungry!" nima's mother shouted from the kitchen.

"The mother is good, why do you so judes that anyway." said Azriel again.

Without waiting for Qilla to take her, Azriel went towards the kitchen quickly. He was happy tonight to be in that house despite having to argue with the girl he actually hit. At least he can eat quietly tonight, without having to be chased by the police or always heard the screams of his mother and father at home.

Qilla followed from behind, her lips murmuring with annoyance and her mother being kind to the man who was hiding in her house. He noticed Azriel sitting quietly in front of a small four-sized swgi table, only enough four tables each side one table.

Nima's mother turned to her silent son with an annoyed face on Azriel. The adem-faced woman took a deep breath and told Qilla to sit down together to eat.

"Qilla, sit down quickly. Let's eat together, the mother was cooking fish cob and sauteed vegetable ferns. Eat potluck, son of Azriel" said Nima's mother told her son to sit down to eat.

"Mom easily believed in her" said Qilla glancing at Azriel.

"Yes, at least if he's the cop fugitive he's looking for. He had to eat first to gather energy to run away from this house again to hide where" said Nima's mother responded.

"Thank you mom would be nice to me, but I swear ma'am. I'm not a fugitive, I'm just the wrong target" Azriel assured Nima's mother.

In Azriel's sight, there were no lies in her eyes. Nima's mother took a deep breath and nodded, Azriel was glad that Qilla's mother finally believed her.

"Already Qilla, let's eat first. Just keep your upset, it's not good to eat and your heart is still upset with Azriel. I think she's honest, maybe she's after the police to hide in our house" Nima's mother said, calming her son, who still looks upset at Azriel.

"I'm not upset because it's a ma'am, my wagon's broken. It will have to be repaired for sales again, tomorrow so it can not sell around because the car is damaged. There are still many cilokku also on spills and falls, where it can be sold again. Loss." said Qilla again spilling her frustration.

This time Azriel felt guilty once, she just kept her head down. Nima's mother sees Azriel regretting, then calms down Qilla who is still upset.

"Maybe it hasn't worked, Qilla. The sale is indeed a loss and there are fortunately, do not have to continue to profit. Yes indeed today again shit, so later mom called Sapri mang to fix the wagon" said Nima's mother again.

"Emm, I'll compensate the wagon later. Don't be angry anymore" Azriel said.

"Must redress! If not, I'll report you to the police!" qilla shouted glaring at her eyes at Azriel.

"But, what a sadist!"

"Belgium!"

The discussion eventually continued, the dinner event made Nima's mother who initially felt stiff because there is Azriel now so funny with the debate of her son and the man who is considered a fugitive.

"There's just nothing."

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