What's my fault, Mother-in-law?

What's my fault, Mother-in-law? Chapter 66

Siska Wati can no longer dodge when it is clear all the police evidence revealed starting from one by one.

"It's all engineering, sir. It's fake! Everybody lies! " he shouted hysterically as police lined up all the evidence that had been handed over by Rega's side.

He was confused about how else to be able to escape all the evidence. The evidence is clear in plain sight, still evasive?

Such is man, if they themselves do so, that is to say, that evil, then he will suspect such a man as well. Then do good, and be kind to anyone, surely good will come back to you too.

"Raka ... Where are you, Raka? You have to help Mama. Mama doesn't want to rot in jail. Everyone here is so ugly and disgusting. Mama doesn't want to be a part of them, "

At times like this, Siska remembers her son again.

Siska has lost. Although he did not want to admit all these crimes, because however every evidence that existed was clearly directed at him and there will be no more now who will defend him. For even his men were not faithful men, they were only money-seekers, who would receive the work of one who could pay them higher.

Therefore, it is very easy to defeat him in terms of men. And Robin took care of it quickly.

How about a real child?

Raka, the man has not even been told anything about his mother who is currently behind bars.

Hmm .. I don't know what Raka would do later if she found out about the current matter. Will he be angry or just resigned to the existing circumstances? Because he also contributed to every crime of his mother, will he also admit it to ease the punishment of the mother?

It seems not, because Raka is too cowardly. But do not know if only then suddenly he felt aware of all his mistakes that had trapped Anggita at that time until the girl had to receive severe torture from her mother-in-law.

What is clear, it would be very nice to see the child wailing and whining like a goat that lost its mother. He's a mama's boy.

Having finished showing the evidence to Siska who although not recognized by the woman. The police brought Siska back into the holding cell. He also had to wear orange clothes with the inscription 'prisoner.

Of course Siska initially refused, where would she want to wear such clothes. Usually he always wears luxurious clothes with a very fitting size on his body because it is a special dedinar made for him. And now, what kind of clothes it is, it's very big and not modeled at all.

"I don't want to wear it! I don't want to! " he kept resisting and yelling like a man whose fidelity caught the police off guard. Moreover, his friends were one cell who was also disturbed by his screams.

"Hey! You can't be diem! It's noisy, disturbing. You think this prison's got 'em, huh! "

Siska turned her head fiercely, "yes! This prison is mine! I can buy everything with the wealth I have. Wh why? lo sirik? "

"Hahahahaha.". "the other three women who were there laughed out loud at the arrogance that came out of Siska's mouth.

"Lots of bacot lo apparently, it's worth the police was careless lo!"

"God! If you can buy this prison, then why do you live here? You can't buy a more comfortable hotel, ha! "

"Hey, Wit. Maybe he wanted to feel the pleasure of staying inside this iron-towered hotel. Isn't it comfortable here with the cold sensation that pierces the skin every night? Also a really good massage from our roommate? " said one of the women of Siska's age as well.

"Lo's clothes! Let's-we're easy to call you. Not important with the name, here our name is the number listed on our clothes. Nope yeah? " the woman number 303 turned to her other friend.

"Yep, really. Although sometimes we also still reverse-call each other, but it's important sleep here. The most important thing is, you have to obey us if you want to stay safe in here, " whispered prisoner with number 321 with a grin that looks terrible.

"Help me. Anyone help me! It's terrible here, "the cry of Siska in his heart, he said if he really screamed, maybe his mouth would be gagged with whatever was there by the gentlemen.

"Hmm. number 333. Oh, nice number and easy to remember. Okay, three. Start to massage me first, if you want to use the bathroom, " said the owner number 303 by glancing at a small room in the corner there.

Horrifically. That was the shadow that was in Siska's mind. From here alone he could smell how pugnacious it was. How about getting into it, maybe he could instantly faint standing up.

Woman number 321 is approaching, "and if you want to sleep comfortably, you have to layanin me. You have to admit to whatever I ask. If you do not want to, please sleep on the tile and get ready to shiver at midnight until morning, "smile, the woman showed a smile. But a very sadistic smile, is he a sycopath.

"And if you want to eat so as not to starve. Lo must submit to me, "now the turn of a thick-bodied woman with the number 311 approaching.

Siska took a few steps back until her back hit the wall. He could not bear the breath of the woman who was now right in front of him. He schematized the orange-colored clothes in his hand it was powerful to withstand the smell that made him want to vomit at this moment.

Siska turned her head to the side because she could not stand the bad breath of the woman number 311, but she did not accept it because she felt that Siska underestimated her. The woman who had a body larger and taller than Siska was clutching Siska's jaw.

"Lo ngeremehin me, huh! "

"Huek, "Siska was nauseous, spontaneously she wanted to vomit because she had been holding him back for a long time.

"Well, you're rude apparently. Lo nantangin me yes, "woman 311 growling.

He gripped Siska's jaw stronger until Siska felt pain. Siska held the woman's hand, but she lost strongly.

Shortly after, there was a fairly loud impact sound, apparently the woman was banging Siska's head against the wall and then threw her just like that.

Siska grimaced in pain, but no one cared. Instead they welcomed him with a laugh that was so loud that it echoed in the room at the end of it.

Yeah, that's where the killer prisoner is. Isn't Siska a murderer too? He even killed his own future grandson who was still in the womb of his son-in-law.

And now, he felt what he often did to Anggita. His daughter-in-law was kind but always hated.

"Haha! weak lo! Just like that it was crying! "

Crying out? Siska is not menagis, the tears came out themselves because of the pain that spread because of the strong crave that he got from the 311 woman.

"This is what it feels like, Anggita? " It seems like this is the first time Siska has called that name.