I'm my Boss' Contract Wife
I'm my boss's contract wife eps 11

"Who's fighting" Nita asked while treating the wound on my cheek with a betadin.

"It's Nit you don't need to know" I replied.

"Bright" he said, turning his face away.

"Yaudah sorry" I said as I grabbed her hand, but she quickly brushed my hand away.

"So the mas was hit by thugs who were lazy on the street" I said lying because I couldn't if I had to say this all because of Sarah.

Nita's treating me again, what it feels like.

"Aden was in front of the police looking for Aden" said bi Iyem, his face slightly frightened.

"There's a cop" asked Nita, a little surprised.

"Mas doesn't know Nit" I said lying.

My heart beats so fast, though,

'Did that man die when I bogem him' my inner self.

Walking in with Nita I met the cop.

"There's something I can help you with" I said politely to the two men in police clothes.

"Sorry sir, there is an arrest warrant on behalf of Typhoon Arya Wijaya" one of the policemen said.

My hand was put in handcuffs by that cop.

"Wait for sir what my husband did to be arrested like this" asked Nita to the Police.

"The mother's husband tried to abuse a woman and beat the man unconscious" the police said.

"what but my husband won't do that sir" Nita argued again.

"I'm sorry but there are many witnesses who saw it happen, for now I bring Typhoon to the office, and you can explain it in the office.

I was dragged by the police, forcibly,

" mass please explain this all why" said Nita.

I can't answer anything else.

"Mass" cried Nita.

I saw the look on Nita's face Anxious once, Nita chased after me who had entered the police car.

But this cop doesn't feel like he's letting Nita keep chasing a speeding car.

I looked back at Nita falling and being helped by bi Iyem.

"Sir, please let me talk to my wife" I pleaded with the police.

But my words are only regarded as the wind and then they don't care about me.

When the car was parked at the police station, I was dragged out by force.

"Sit down" said one of the policemen rudely.

"Try me to tell you how the chronology is" said the policeman while tinkering at his laptop.

"I didn't do that anyway sir" I argued the policeman.

I gave a Note of payment at the boutique earlier.

"This is proof that I shopped to the boutique" I said ketus.

"Why should you be accused of harassing women" the police asked.

"I also don't know the woman who got into my car and tore her own clothes" I told her.

"Well" he immediately tapped on his laptop again.

"Can I call" I asked the police officer who was focusing on his laptop.

"You only have 5 minutes" he said.

I'm a little away from that table, I'm tinkering at my phone looking for someone's number.

"Hallo" I told him, when the call was connected.

"There's something I can help you with" the man asked me.

"See Cctv at rose's boutique and have the boutique send it" I ordered.

I turned off my phone, put it in my pants pocket.

I went back to the desk the cop was sitting at.

"Had" he asked as if he suspected me.

"Sorry sir, this father's family wants to see you" said a police officer.

"Bring him in" said the police officer, who was still focusing on his laptop screen.

I walked into the usual room where the inmates met with his family.

"Mas" said Nita when I arrived.

"You are why pan kok can be like this" asked mamah with a worried face.

"This is just a misunderstanding mah Nit" I said convincing the two women I love very much.

"Nit don't cry yes" I rubbed her hair gently.

Maybe because I was worried about Nita forgetting to wear her hijab, and her hair was a little messy.

A man came with a lawyer.

"Rio" called me, Rio it's the one I asked to look for cctv in the boutique as proof, besides being honest Rio is also nimble and trustworthy.

"Please introduce this, Mr. Anwar, a good lawyer" said Rio introducing the man standing next to him.

"I'm a Typhoon" I said as I shook his hand.

We all sat in wooden chairs.

I told the beginning of the incident to everyone here.

"I will help you as much as I can, if you look at the case of the father is actually not wrong" explained the lawyer.

"Please get my husband out" Nita said, pleading with Anwar.

"I'll try ma'am" Anwar said.

Rio and Anwar sir are leaving, and the clock is up, so for tonight I have to spend the night in the cell first.

" morrow I'm here again, to see you" said Nita, her eyes red as she continued to cry.

"Be careful on the road of Mah Nit" I told them.

"Tomorrow is over, sir" said the policeman.

I was dragged into the cell, forced for tonight I have to be like this, hopefully tomorrow I can be free from here.

I called the police guarding near the cell.

"Sir I can wudhu, I want to pray" I asked, he said,

Without answering the police opened the cell and led me to the bathroom.

I took a bath and took ablution, after I finished praying in the cell because the police did not allow me to pray in the mosque.

I do my duty solemnly, I pray that this punishment is not too severe and the most important thing is that I pray about Nita and our future child.

After performing the prayer I sat down and leaned against the white wall.

'Why have I become like this I have become like a bad person, if only the people outside heard the news that I went to prison may have become the scorn of others, and maybe my client will cut off my inner business relationship with me.

I'm shuffling frustrating hair.

I slept only with a mat and a holster as a blanket, the cold was getting on my skin, Mosquito mosquitoes were ready to attack me at any time.

'So this is life in a cell, nelangsa' my inner self.

In the morning I woke up with a sore body and itchy red skin due to a mosquito bite.

"Wake up to eat" said the policeman.

I got up and went out to eat.

I take a plate in this prison if I eat like a buffet, take it myself and freely choose food.

But still I do not desire to eat, it feels like my tongue is tasteless if touched by food.

"Your Cyclone has been called for clarification" said a police officer.

I followed the police.

By the time I got there was my lawyer Mr. Anwar and one policeman who yesterday focused on laptops.

I'm sitting next to Anwar sir.

"Sorry sir, I came in the morning" said Mr. Anwar.

"It's okay" I replied.

We had a conversation with the police.

And finally my sentence will soon enter the trial with evidence of cctv footage.

"Neither 2 days will be conducted a hearing about this case" said the police.

"What do you mean, I have to stay another 2 days in the cell" I protested to the police.

"Already sir we just follow the procedure" said Mr. Anwar calmed me.

When Mr. Anwar came home, I went back into the cell.

"Show can I contact my employees" I asked the police guard.

"Please, you only have 5 minutes" replied the police officer.

I dialed Zahra's number, secretary and assistant.

"Zahra" I said when the phone line was connected.

"Well, what's wrong sir" he asked.

"Please handle all my work in the office, and tell Rudi to meet clients from outside the island, if no one understands just ask Rudi" I explained at length.

"Good sir" he said.

'Hopefully Zahra and Rudi can handle the office affairs.' My inner.