THE INSULTED WIFE'S LOVE AFFAIR

UNREPLACED

See all the secrets have been exposed in public. Burhan's face, shrouded in fear, saw his helpless Papa and only according to the orders of the Police, who were ready to handcuff his hands.

Burhan who looked panicked was not willing if his career would be ruined like this. He did a reckless way by directly encouraging the Journalists and the Police who had ambushed him.

"Hey don't run away!" shouted someone who immediately shouted at him. Burhan who realized he immediately ran and walked towards the crowd of people outside this room.

"The root of the perpetrator deliberately ran towards the crowd, this will be very difficult for all of us to fast for each task.

"Good captain."

The sound of their gunfire was flying upwards. While some entrances or exits immediately they are closed to prevent the perpetrators managed to escape.

The atmosphere that had seemed calm and quiet, now an instant the atmosphere was turned into gripping.

People who heard gunshots and police looking for their fugitives were terrified.

"You all don't panic. And get down here because there's a criminal who wants to escape from here, so I beg you all to get down now!"police Captain's order passed, everyone who obeyed the rules was equally laying down simultaneously.

While Burhan who looks scared he only seems to follow the rules so that he is not detected if he is the perpetrator they are looking for.

"Damn what should I do now if I keep silent I will be caught by them, but if I run it is the same I run away!"it seemed like he was very panicked.

"No. I can't lose, I have to run away from them. I still have this knife weapon so I can use this as a tool to threaten them back.

Through Burhan slowly he began to approach a 6-year-old child. The knife that was held by him he lay it up and stay one step away the knife will be stuck in the stomach of the child.

"Burhan what are you doing is you are crazy. Are you crazy for wanting to kill that kid. Don't you pity he's a kid he doesn't know anything let him go!"milli's firm but Burhan seems to ignore him.

"Don't come any closer, if you take one step you dare to approach me then this sharp knife will hurt the neck of this child. Do you want to see him hurt? didn't you?"

"Now I don't know where to begin to say this to you, but please don't do that, I beg you to throw away the knife I beg you not to hurt him I beg Burhan."

Burhan's sharp eyes were pointed sharply at everyone. With the knife still in his grasp makes Burhan not hesitate to immediately stick this knife into the body of this girl.

Milli who did not remain silent he tried his hardest to take the knife from Burhan's grasp.

Being behind Burhan, Milli tried to grab the knife and he finally got it. The little boy who was immediately pulled by his mother while Milli and Burhan were both bullfighting for almost a few minutes they clashed finally victory sided with Milli after he managed to seize and throw it towards the other side rather distant.

But bad luck happened to Milli without him realizing there was a knife in Burhan's pocket he managed to lay no kidding he again scratched the taper knife turned right into the arm Millis.

Her injured arm made the white dress she wore turn blood red.

"You see if you think I'm going to be weak just like that.

One step Burhan was about to lift the knife right about Milli. Suddenly someone came and immediately held tightly onto the handle of the knife the perpetrator was carrying.

And that someone is the father of the victim he killed a few years ago.

"You killed my daughter so feel this!"

Not yet the words that Burhan will say are said to be a puncture apart and precise about Burhan's stomach. Dar*h who flowed so hard to make the Father of the Victim who saw him he only saw with a blank look, he said, laughing cynically there was no step from someone from the man to sympathize to help him who looked helpless before him.

The body was almost immediately knocked down, the pain, pain that suddenly attacked him made Burhan's vision blurred.

The feeling of weakness was increasingly felt by him. His body that immediately slumped down which finally made him unable to stand it anymore, with a lot of dar*h finally his body fell down.

The mouth is like locked. And the body that he was unable to move, a moment later I don't know what Burhan was thinking at this time.

"What do you feel is a reply because you killed my daughter in a cruel way. Even in the condition of conceiving your own child you can kill him so accept that," he said then he turned his back on him.

Unrestrained pain he had felt, by trying to hold and continue to hold the body that instantly numb even the energy he had previously spent to survive. His body finally slumped down.

The two eyes that had been wide open, now in a matter of seconds the eyes began to tangle. Grimacing in pain on the floor with a lot of blood coming out to dirty the floor of this room.

"If in a good way I am not able to win it, then let the way of death the shortcut you choose. I've killed this man so now it's my turn to take responsibility for my actions, I'm ready to be in a holding cell because of all this. And you're Milli thank you for your help you've been kindly willing to help me get justice for my daughter thank you," he said one of the police officers came and started handcuffing her hands.

"If this road is what you decide I can't do anything. I'm so happy to be able to help you and your family get justice." Timpal Milli clasped the man's hand as if he supported what a father did to the criminal who had destroyed his daughter.

Slowly the Police led him and took him to the police station, while the dead man was soon present Ambulance who will also run to the hospital.

"I wouldn't have expected this case to be like this. I guess both sides will turn themselves over to the police on this case, but ... But in fact everything is different from my guess," said Milli with his view that looks empty and sad.

"Your arm is injured so you must get immediate treatment so that the wound is not severely infected," the police lead who gave a cloth to hold the blood coming out profusely. The Milli who got the invitation he could only nod his head.

SERIATE.