The Revenge of the President

Chapters 112. Mother Confession

Two days passed, without feeling. This morning, the weather was very clear, a white cloud was seen, above the clear blue sky.

A luxury car, parked, not far from the boarding house. One of the boarding houses looked crowded, with the inhabitants of the other rooms clustered. In addition, there are several authorities, using full uniforms.

"Mother, please come with us."

"No, let go of me! I'm innocent, that damn woman, who did it." Dimas' mother tried to hold on tightly to her daughter. "Contact, brother! I don't want to go to jail" he said.

Mira could only cry, nodding her head. He doesn't know what to do. A few days later he did not come home and could not be contacted.

One of the female officers, released Dimas's mother's hand and pulled her.

"Take me off!" he shouted, accompanied by sobs. "Mir, Mira, help mommy, son! Call, your brother."

Mira just cried, looked at the mother, brought in the car, by force. Before the officer's car left, Mira ran over to the mother.

"I'm sorry, Mira, Mom. Sorry!"

Mother continued to tear, shaking her head. Why at this age, he had to experience bad luck? If time can be restored, he wants everything to be the way it used to be. But, whatever the power, regret always comes too late and time goes on, regardless of one's circumstances.

The officer's car, too, went to take Dimas' mother. Mira ran, chasing, crying bitterly.

"Mother, mother," she said.

Secretary Tian who was in the car, just smiled. He did not feel pity, because it should be, the woman paid for her mistake.

"Sir, the woman has been taken away" Tian reported, to someone behind the phone.

"Take the son, let them meet."

"Good, Sir."

Secretary Tian, turn on the car engine. Back on, with a different purpose. This time, he headed for an elite residential area, in the middle of the city.

In about fifteen minutes, Tian had already arrived. He was greeted, the security guards, who disguised themselves as house guards.

"How is he doing?"

"It's better, Mr. secretary. But, he keeps raving, makes us emotional and wants to beat him up."

"Then why not do it?"

"We let him, he kept his face. Pity if, he was battered and picked up by the authorities."

Hmh! Tian walked away. Inside the house, there was already a butler who was welcoming.

"Bring him!" tian's Order.

The butler nodded, then gave instructions to another servant.

Tian sat on the sofa, tilting his head, with one of his hands as a crutch. He grinned, as Dimas appeared. There's still a little bruising there. He landed his knees on the floor, with both hands tied back.

"You, fucking secretary!"

Oh, life is over the horns, but it can still be cursing. This is how criminals, who forget their own mistakes, but keep remembering the actions of others.

"Looks, your mouth is still not satisfied with the lesson. Need additional tutoring?" Tian was already approaching, with his hands clutching Dimas' mouth firmly.

"I will sue you. Just look!"

"Oh, I wait! But, before that, we have to go see your mother."

Deg.

Dimas stared intently at Tian. His hands were tightly clenched. Wanted to get up, but his body was held tightly by the two executioners.

"You bastard!" yell Dimas.

"Bring him in, before my patience runs out."

Two of the executioners got in the car and flanked Dimas' body. Meanwhile, Tian was in the driver's seat.

Along the way, Dimas kept cursing, maybe even his throat had dried up, because he kept shouting. Tian and the others, did not care at all. As if closing your ears tightly.

Dimas was instantly silent, as Tian had already parked the vehicle. His body stiffened and his face turned deathly pale.

"Why did you bring me here?" he said with a stamped voice.

"No, you're reporting me. I helped to drive you."

Tian had already come out first. The two executioners pulled Dimas out of the car.

"Secretary Tian. Please, forgive me! I'm wrong, I'll try to get back the money my mother received."

"President, no longer need it. You just admit what you've done, then everything will be back to how it was."

Dimas continued to plead, while following Tian's footsteps. After all, he did not want to be in prison.

Tian handed Dimas, to the officer. No matter, with an apology, the man. He went to the lawyer, who was waiting.

Dimas himself, just bowed resignedly. His strength was up, to scream. He followed the officer's steps, in a closed room.

"Mother, mother," called Dimas, who ran over to the mother. The woman, looking over with puffy eyes and messy hair.

"Dimas. You're coming, son. You want to get mom out, right?"

Dimas simply nodded, with a bated cry. His heart ached, like a knife, in his heart.

The officer who brought Dimas. Out left them, as if giving time to the two.

"Mother, forgive Dimas, ma'am."

"Mother should, apologize. It all happened, because of mom's fault." She was crying again, full of regrets. There was no step back, other than accepting his fate.

"Mom, don't worry. Let Dimas, who bears it all. I can go home and rest."

I just cried, shaking my head. How could he teach his son to bear all his mistakes. Moreover, all this started from him, who wanted to drive Arshila out of the house. The daughter-in-law, she doesn't like. Although, that woman had already done a lot for him.

"Mother, listen to Dimas!" Dimas held the mother's hand tightly. "Whatever they ask, just blame Dimas, ma'am. I beg. Don't say anything, other than that."

Mother did not answer, she only cried by lowering her head.

The officer, finally returned. He brought his partner, to take Dimas out of the room.

"Where are you taking me? Let me be with my mom. I'll admit everything."

They didn't listen to him at all. Dimas shed tears, as he looked at his mother, who was resigned.

"Mother Dimas. Can we start?" Dimas' mother nodded her head, wiping away her tears.

The officer began to ask, which Dimas' mother answered with potluck. Nothing, which he covered up again. After all, he had already been caught, which meant that they had solid evidence.

Dimas' mother began to tell him everything, when asked. Starting from, his dislike of his son-in-law, until finally, an idea emerged, to get rid of him. In addition, he was also tempted by the prize money, which was a fantastic amount.

"My son, never agreed with what I did. He strongly opposed, considering that at that time, Arshila was pregnant."

"But, in the end, he agreed, didn't he?"

"Because I threatened him. If Dimas tells the truth, then I'll go to jail.. Son finally. I have no choice but to accept it."

"What about the money you receive? Does your son enjoy it?"

"No. Actually, my son has absolutely no idea about the prize money. He only found out, a few weeks ago, by accident. My son is innocent, I'm the one who caused all this mess. From the beginning, he wanted to confess and give himself up, but I, as his mother, did not want him to be in prison. Just punish me, sir."

Mother back sobbing while looking down. He was really sorry, with what happened. Even so, Dimas had asked her to be quiet. He can't do it.