He's In My House

He's In My House
Wrong son-in-law


PLAKK!!!


The sound of the slap sounded so strong and left a scarlet scar on Citra's cheek.


"How dare you make my son like this !!!" maki mama Sinta's.


His eyes were fierce and like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. As a mother, of course she has a keen instinct for her son.


"Ma ..suu-" said Surya who was suddenly cut off in the middle of the road, because Mama Sinta had raised one hand.


"Enough, shut up!. Let mama finish with this brash woman." exclaimed mama who stared intently Citra.


"Please dengerin Citra first ma, Citra please same mom. Image please ...!" his mother continued to pull the hand of Sinta's mother and rested on her feet.


"I don't want to see your tears, just this time you hurt my son!" said Mama.


Shortly thereafter, 3 policemen arrived at the hospital. And immediately walked up to them there.


"Good day, are you really Citra's mother?" ask one of the police.


The image only nodded limply and in fear while biting the tip of his hand.


"Mother must come with us at this time, to account for all of mother's faults!" firmly the police.


"No, I'm innocent sir. It's not ss-I did it!" yelled out The image that was in the middle of the corner.


"Please give that explanation later at the police station only ma'am, now come with us !"


Ceklek, Citra's hand was wrapped by a handcuff. And he could only weld and wail looking at Mama Sinta and Surya there.


"Hey masss .. please help me!, please tell me that mom is not me. Hey ... I beg you not to be silent !!!. Maa, Citra innocent ma .. please release Citra"


The cry of Citra broke out accompanying her who had been carried by three policemen at that time.


"Ma, what the hell is this. Mama is playing accuse without proof !" solar Protest.


"Feeling mama is strong enough that she did deliberately injure Juna this time !. Mama herself will look for evidence of that, while waiting for Juna siuman." he said while staring cynically at Surya who was still evasive to save Citra.


"Kamuuu, who are you!" ask Mama Sinta towards Wili.


Wili who had witnessed this family drama, just stood still and half leaned back.


"I am Wili, I am here because I delivered your child and mbak Citra" he explained coldly.


"You call him mbak?, meaning you know him?" this time the question was aired by Mama Sinta in a row.


"Well, it's been a long time that the woman rented our house to live in. And everyday I also often meet with him" explained Wili with a little arrogance.


"Then you can be a key witness to prosecute the woman in court!" firm mama full of confidence.


Wili only grinned when he heard the words of Sinta's mother at that time.


"You dare pay me how much huh?!" challenge Wili.


"Whatever you want, I will write the nominal is checked later for you!" mama Sinta answered the challenge of Wili there.


"Okay, we agreed!" he said, who started to get closer to Mama Sinta and shook hands.


Mama Sinta also welcomed Wili's hands full with enthusiasm.


Wili, who this time prefers to open his testimony for the sake of Juna, is willing to strike back to stab Citra from behind. He did not hesitate to do all that because he realized that he needed more costs to prepare for all the needs of his son in the future.


"This is your sister-in-law's key!, please take good care of your sister inside. Don't let her be alone this time, just like your wife. She's out there alone with her little daughter, isn't she?"


Surya squinted his eyes at Wili and had wanted to answer all his words at that time. But Wili quickly left the hospital.


Who is the man, why he can know clearly the state of Novi this time. What does it have to do with all these problems, muttered Surya who had begun to be suspicious of the figure of Wili.


Tit tit tit


"Honey, this is mama" he said while crying on the bed and his hands look so shaky when holding Juna's chest that looks full of medical devices.


"Don't worry there, mama will take care of everything here well. You just need to open your eyes as soon as possible, son!" mama in her tears.


While Pricilia who really could not resist the heartburn decided to get out of bed and tried to walk while carrying a bag of intravenous fluids in her hand.


His legs were seen limping as he walked down the hospital corridor that had started late in the evening.


"P-pak Surya?," exclaimed Pricilia greeting him in shock.


"Eh, Cil said you're here. What pain?" he said while researching the typical Pricilia clothing of a hospital patient.


"S-I'm just sick, sir. Who are you here with?, someone is sick sir!" pricilia asked who was still curious.


Surya's face looked sad for a moment.


"Juna, he's comatose inside" he concluded.


Hari Pricilia was so shocked when she heard the name Juna was in a coma inside. He who was unconscious then fell to the floor of his body.


"Hey Cil, hey. You why?" he said while helping the girl stand up and taking her in the chair.


Look at Pricilia's eyes blankly and don't listen to Surya's words.


"Mother Pricil, why are you walking here. No, the doctor has told you to rest longer in bed." said a nurse who handles Pricilia.


The sister then helped herself and took her back to her room immediately. Surya then stood up and wanted to follow Pricilia and a nurse was curious about the pain suffered by Pricilia.


"Where are you!" said Mama Sinta who just came out of Juna's room, Surya just undo his footsteps there.


"Ah, my. No ma.." clearly Surya had to be cut because interrupted by mama.


"Come in there, your sister needs us more !. You're busy taking care of other people." said mama annoyed.


Surya just passed by without dodging any further back then.


This time, Citra who had been wearing orange clothes typical of a prisoner was finally put into behind bars.


"P-pak please let me go!, I am completely innocent sir! i beg!" pinta Citra while pounding the prison iron.


"Woi is silent!, a female prisoner who looks fierce in the face.


Half of her face was covered in tattoos, and she was seen being stomped by some other female prisoners.


"Diem and sit here you!" he insisted while reflecting cigarette smoke so concentrated.


With the face of Citra Ketakuta also tried to sit at the far end of the dirty and seedy room.


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