WOUND SCRATCHES

episode 03

"murder." shouted a woman's lungs when she saw Naya.

"B-not mom, Naya is not a killer" Naya denied, a little fear haunted her when she saw a lot of people starting to gather.

"don't worry about you, I see for myself you stabbed the man in the stomach. The proof is that your hands have a lot of blood and there's a knife at the end of the man's chair"

Naya turned to the side of the man's seat and sure enough there was a knife that was covered in blood there.

"but by god, Naya didn't kill him, Naya just help me. When Naya entered the mas already hurt" explained Naya, but all their views imply disbelief.

"where is there a killer who wants to confess" circus of a middle-aged man who also saw the incident.

"plishh, Naya is not boong. Believe the same Naya.." pinta Naya pleaded, because in reality she was not a murderer.

How can they conclude that Naya is a murderer, while Naya has just entered the angkot.

"quickly call the police, before he runs away and does not admit his mistake" the middle-aged woman pointed at Naya's face.

"plishh don't call the police, for god's sake it's not Naya who killed mom" Naya continued to defend herself, but everyone's ears there seemed deaf to the truth.

...***...

A middle-aged lung man named Anton Kusuma with a yellow wear and an iron crossbar adorned his current place.

"dad miss you Nay" yaaa he's Naya's father who has been predicted as a serial killer.

He was sentenced to death for planning the murder, but he also asked the judge to resign the sentence.

So that he could spend more time with the beloved princess, so that he could also explain well about his punishment.

"are you ashamed to have a father like me son" his hand continues to wipe his picture Naya, since entering the bars he never missed to see the photo of Naya or just a light story.

He kept on remembering Naya, whether her little girl was okay, whether she had eaten, whether Naya was taking good care of her health, if she left then who else was looking after the girl.

"kalo dad left, how are you..." Anton shed his tears, his fear not of death but his separation from his daughter.

As the frenzied noise from outside diverted Anton's mind, it was very crowded.

"sataka.... For God's sake sir, it wasn't me who killed him sir.." Naya's cries broke when dragged by the police, making Anton stand up immediately when he knew his daughter's voice.

"don't have much of a reason for you, let our side handle the case" a policeman with a burly body kept gnawing Naya's hand to enter the interrogation room.

"no, I don't want to do anything about why I have to be interrogated." Naya rebelled, leaving the police overwhelmed.

"DIAMMM.. If you can't keep quiet, don't blame me for making you shut up forcibly" Threatened the policeman with his ferocious face.

Naya no longer cared about the police threat in front of her at this time, she continued to rebel.

PLACKS

PLACKS

Two slaps floated on both cheeks of Naya, making the girl immediately fall down so fierce slap.

The girl trembled with pain as if breaking her skull, her eyes heated up to bite her lips so that her cries did not break.

Anton who saw the state of his daughter was squeezing strong iron bars, he really did not accept to see his daughter treated like that.

Which father could see his son in a slap until his body trembled, Anton never dared to raise his hand.

"followed or I'll be more rude to you" the policeman pulled Naya's hand up to his feet, Naya stumbled after the footsteps of the policeman who led her away to the interrogation room.

But before that he looked towards his father's cell, the father just smiled as a form of strengthening Naya.

But Naya shook her head at the sign that she was unable to hold back everything she felt at this time.

"Naya cape"

...***...

In the interrogation room saw Naya just lowered her head while choosing her clothes to tangle.

"how is the chronology, can you explain" asked a woman in Formal clothing.

"you killed him?"

Naya shook her head in response.

"you recognize him"

Again and again Naya just shook her head.

"then how the knife there's a TKP"

"Naya doesn't know"

"answer honestly, what the motive of the murder you planned" the woman's gaze was right in Naya's eyes.

"i didn't kill anyone, there I was just helping him. Why do you all judge me so vilely" Shouted Naya loudly.

The woman drew her face closer to Naya's face "if you don't want to be judged then speak out loud, don't shut up. If you keep quiet, justice will stomp your head"

Naya did not blink her eyes at the woman's words.

"if you hang your justice on someone else, it's wrong. But hold that justice for yourself, if you need to shout like that. So that those who are deaf to the truth may hear the truth"

"this world is too cruel if you just keep quiet" then the woman walked away and sat back in her chair staring at Naya.

"-you mean?"

"i'll help you, because I know it's not your fault"

"really?"

"but you must also be able to defend yourself"

...***...

A man woke up from his sleep, and it seemed that the man was thinking of something that he had been looking for until now.

"how? Did you find it" asked the man with wine in his hand.

"not yet master" replied the secretary who was currently bowing half her body.

"find it! I want to be right away"

"good sir" then left his old man who was currently sitting looking at the transparent glass showing the city and skyscrapers.

"i want, then I must have"

He looked at the nightstand with the bracelet there.

"lust be quick to find it, this heart is too dangerous just to stare at the bracelet"

A waiter entered the room with three brochures.

"this is the school brochure you asked for"

"hmm" the man approached the waiter and took the brochure.

"register! I want to immediately" give you one brochure.

"well sir"

The servant left after saluting the man, how disrespected if he was a young master.

Families who have a famous title to foreign countries, do not suck also have a business business that has never experienced the slightest.

But who would have thought this cold male heart turned out to hold a crazy obsession, which made others feel uneasy.

"if God doesn't allow it, then I'll find it myself"

Until the door to the man's room opened.

"we found him, sir...."