Two Lines Appear

follow mas mail

I continued to read their messages.

(Yes but I've already escaped, I don't know where I live?)

(Yes, calm down baby you hear mas, you wait for the mas to come, later you pick up, you find a safe place, you don't want anything)

(But I'm confused)

(Not to be confused in a moment when it comes, dear)

(I feel bad)

(Dear, take your worries away, you're too young to think hard, let's just, you're pretty obedient to the orders of the mas, okay, baby)

(Why would you want to be with me?, isn't your wife perfect)

(Perfect but more seductive you dear)

(Hhmmm mas, love me, right?)

(Hhhmm often asked this again, less sure what the hell are you Jum?)

Happy mas, from the message they did not visit the hotel but the house that Mas Mail bought for Jum as a gift, can I be a guest did not invite you, he said, the couple is in love drunk but injures a wife and her children.

You think you managed to hide Jum from me, you forget that I am rational and my instincts are strong, you think you are free and free, hiding from me, I will not take my vision off you.

Half an hour passed.

(Mom, the car's out of the parking lot)

(Follow it on, don't forget the occasional photo or video)

Mask and seatbelt attached, I drive CRV Alia faster, yes I use my best friend's alia car, so that my tracks are not blocked by the two people.

Arriving at Gambir station, I put my car in a strategic place so that I could see the friendly scene, fifteen minutes the red car came, entered the arena of Pakir A, A, right in my position facing to the left side of their car but still able to see them.

This car is glued under a shady tree, so from any direction people will see a dark car glass.

(Money car is already stuck in arena A)

(OK Di, you wait near and park at the exit only)

So right now, let alone what I can do besides just enough camera fields, and enjoy the scenery worthy of its opening a blue film in a car, he said, I think of watching scene after scene in a movie.

I didn't think it was my husband, because he never treated it to me, it turned out that he was trying another life and seemed to be enjoying it.

An hour stuck there, maybe taking off a very long miss because it can't do it at home, the car came out of the parking lot and headed for the highway, me and adi followed the car, iti, I asked Adi to be in front of my car, so we didn't lose track.

After the two-hour drive Mas Mail car entered the alley, I chose to stop for a moment let Adi who followed him with a motorbike.

(They stopped at a house)

(Observate from a distance only, do not get suspicious)

(They've entered the house)

(Okay, I'll be there now)

(Later mom stopped in the field alone ma'am, so as not to be suspected, there is a field not far from the house ma'am)

(Okay)

I looked at the blue painted house with nanar, a house that is still good because it was just built, there is a small garden and short fenced in front of it, a minimalist modern-style house owned by Jum, gifts from my beloved husband, whether they are doing what they are currently, maybe Jum is hugging Mas Mail happily.

"So you are definitely the father and the mother has entered the house".

I asked Adi a little whisper.

"Yes ma'am, their car is parked on the right side of the house, they open the lock and go straight in, then what are we going to do next ma'am?".

"Just wait for my next instruction, which is important,Adi and you Rendi, keep an eye on the movement".

I saw the watch that adorned my hands, nine o'clock at night, there was still time to pick up Papa Firman and papa Heri, the two parents I loved.

Sorry, I act like this, I think this is the best way to show the world the behavior of adulterers, no more shame to be covered, because they themselves create disgrace themselves.

If the stoning law applies in Indonesia, even I hope that all the families of Mail present with me watched with their kings to death.

I press the button on my phone to contact my father and my in-laws.