My madam, my poison

Undecided

"It's not a matter of money, but a matter of the heart."

"What does Mom mean?"

"The doctor said the accident had erased some of my memories of past events. But I feel like we were once so close" Silvia said.

"What does Mother actually mean?"

"I like you, Bian. Be my lover."

Of course the sentence that had just slid from Silvia's mouth made Fabian gasp in shock. Apparently the accident only erased the memory in his brain, not with his feelings.

"Mom knows, doesn't she? I already have a wife."

"Yes. I-i know. But I don't think a wife like her deserves your defense. If you need to divorce."

"But, Ma'am, …"

"As far as you. If you refuse me, don't expect me to help you. Let your wife spend the rest of her life in prison. I know the punishment for someone who takes the life of another person is severe. It could be that when you get out of prison, your wife is old."

Fabian fell silent. Of course, he was confused about making a choice. Mila is free, but on condition that she must accept the love statement from her superior.

"How, Bian? You definitely want your wife to be free, don't you?"

Fabian still has not answered.

"I gave you last night to think. Remember. Only I can help your wife escape the law" Silvia said shortly before leaving Fabian's room.

*****

Meanwhile in a holding cell.

"Hey new boy! From yesterday your work was just crying. Aren't you tired, huh?!" exclaimed a female prisoner who had been a prisoner for a long time at the correctional institution.

"You think by crying the person you've killed will live again?!" said the woman who suddenly made the laughter of all residents in the cell exploded.

"If you don't know the truth, don't have a lot of mouths!" exclaim Mila.

"If you're innocent, there's no way you're in this place." Other female prisoners chimed in.

"My husband is a director of a big company. He will definitely pay an expensive lawyer to free me from this cursed place!"

"Only the husband of bo*oh who wants to throw away the money to free his wife who has become a murderer. Your existing husband dumped you and is looking for a new wife." Once again the laughter of the occupants of the holding cell exploded.

"I reiterate once again, I'm not a murderer! I'm just a victim of slander."

"How dare you bully me. You are a new boy. It's still a good thing I didn't torture you!"

"Poor people are arrogant. You spent years in this cell because you didn't have the money to pay a lawyer, did you?"

"Breng!" The tall woman suddenly moved from her seat and approached Mila. 

"Plac!" A pretty loud slap had just landed on Karmila's cheek.

Of course Mila ignited her emotions. He also intended to avenge the attack of the woman by clawing her face. The fight is inevitable. Instead of breaking up, all the prisoners in the cell cheered as if they were referees in a match.

Pushing each other, grabbing each other, even the most senior prisoner had slammed the body of Mila whose posture was much shorter when compared to him.

"Priittt!" 

The fight between the two stopped when suddenly a whistle sounded from the front door of the iron bars. You can guess who blew it.

"God. What are you guys doing?!"

"This brave new boy."

"He slapped me first."

"If your mouth isn't spicy, I can't possibly be rude to you."

"You're poor, aren't you? Why should I be offended?"

"You, …!"

"It has. Enough's enough! Stop or I'll move you two in the cell!" threatening the warden who suddenly made both of them shut up. Just imagining it makes anyone shudder in horror. What if it had to be completely transferred to that scariest cell?

"Karmila Brothers."

"I, Mum."

"There's a visit for you."

"At least your husband came with a divorce warrant" one of the detainees said.

"Shut up! I'll stuff your mouth!" gertak Mila's.

"If you want to keep arguing, please. I'll have officers open the cell underground" the warden said.

"No, Ma! All right, I'm quiet" said Mila.

The female warden then opened the iron bars door and took Mila to the visiting room.

"Mas Fabian!" he was strangled when he found Fabian sitting on one of the benches in the room.

"You came to this place to set me free, didn't you, Mas?" ask Mila while holding Fabian's hand.

"Ehm, .. i-I, …"

"Mas must've hired an expensive lawyer for me."

"You know, don't you? Right now I have nothing. I'm completely broke. Let alone to pay a lawyer, to help pay Early salary I'm dizzy."

"Keep, why did Mas come here?"

"I just want to make sure you're okay."

"Mas wants to know how I'm doing, doesn't he? Look it!" Mila shows a wound on her face due to rough treatment from one of the cell residents.

"Astaghfirullah's. Who did this to you?"

"Senior."

"You must have searched first for it to make him act this harshly."

"I didn't say anything. They're the only ones who like to bully new prisoners" Mila denied.

"Just a day of being detained has been battered like this. What would happen if Mila had to spend years in this place?" mumbling Fabian.

"Oh yeah. Who's rayyan?" ask Mila.

"Ehm, in the same house early."

"Can she take care of the baby?"

"Hopefully."

It is impossible for Fabian to say that Rayyan is now in the care of a stranger he just met.

"Mom Silvia offered you help." Fabian diverts the Reader.

"really? Neither is he."

"She's offering lawyers services so you can get out of this place as soon as possible."

"You accepted the offer, right?"

"Ehm, I-I, …"

"Why?"

"Mr Silvia did offer help but conditional.,"

"Conditional?"

"Yes. She wants to find a lawyer for you as long as I'm willing to be her lover."

"Basin the old virgin! Already 30 but not yet sold and now want to take people's husbands!" Mila Ompat.

"Mom Silvia gave me last night to think. I'm really confused how to. On the one hand I can't bear to let you linger in bui, but I also can't possibly accept her love. "

"Yes already. I pretended to accept Silvia. Remember that! Just pretend. It's all just so I can escape the law."

"Pretending? Can I have a relationship with Miss Silvia without involving any feelings?" mumbling Fabian.

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