I'm Not Dead, My Husband
Become your Friend

Abimana got out of a detention car, and rushed into the correctional facility where she was serving her term before serving the death sentence she was about to receive. He then followed step by step a correctional officer who delivered to his detention room.

"This is your room, come in" said a warden who accompanied him.

Abimana then nodded and entered the room. When the warden drove him away, some of the occupants of the room then approached Abimana with a grinning look. A burly man with tattoos all over his hands approached Abimana.

"New boy," said the man, smiling wryly.

"As a new occupant, you must obey all my commands! You must do whatever I hold on to! Now massage my feet!!"

Abimana then looked at the man with a sharp look. "What if I don't want to? We're the same here, have the same rights and duties."

"HOW DARE YOU REFUTE MY ORDERS!"

"Did I not hear my words? We're all the same here and I don't want to follow your words."

"BASIC BREN*SEK!" said the tattooed man and began to throw his fists at Abimana. Abimana then managed to avoid the blow, the man then gave the code to some people in the room, they then approached Abimana and began to block his body.

"BASIC VILLAIN! HOW DARE YOU PLAY THE KROYOKAN!" shouts Abimana.

"Who do you think you are? You think you're a good guy, huh? If you want good people, your place is not here! You're as depraved as I am!"

BUGHHH BUGHHHH BUGHHHH

The tattooed man hit him with a punch, while Abimana was just helpless to get a blow because some prisoners now hold his body, while the other prisoners in the room also seemed to cheer cheering the tattooed man to beat Abimana. While Abhimana can now only resign while repeatedly saying prayers from his heart.

'God, if this is the end of my life, I'm sincere. Maybe my time is up in this world, Abimana murmured with a smile.

"Why are you smiling? Don't be crazy! BRENGS*K YOU!!" shouted the tattooed man while continuing to float his raw bogem. Abimana was now more resigned, especially now his body felt so helpless to withstand the pain all over his body.

"STOP!!" shouted a warden who came along with a woman beside him.

"THE ZULLLLL!! YOU ALWAYS MAKE TROUBLE WITH THE NEW PRISONERS! HAVEN'T YOU BEEN deterRED BY THE EXTRA PUNISHMENT WE'VE ALWAYS GIVEN YOU!" added the warden again as he approached towards them.

Abimana who is now lying on the floor with his eyes closed can only hear the incisions snapped for the sake of snapping and swearing from some of the guards at the occupants of the room, he said, after that he felt his body lifted by several people then they laid his body on a bed, until finally a needle puncture in his right hand and the fluid that began to flow in his body now increasingly make him sleep. No matter how long Abiman closed his eyes, slowly as he began to open his eyes, Abimana saw that the situation outside the room was already dark.

"Hi, are you awake? You're Abimana, right?" greet a voice from his right side.

Abimana then turned his gaze towards his right side.

"Hi Abimana, do you still remember me? We met once when you helped me out in front of a minimarket when a thug was about to snatch my bag. You remember me, right?"

"Yes, I still remember you. But I'm sorry I forgot what your name is" Abimana replied weakly.

"Oh yes, I'm Inara. My name is Inara."

"Why are you here, Inara? This isn't a safe place for you."

"It's a safe place for me but not for you, even this afternoon I was the one protecting you from the people in the detention room, when I heard there was a commotion, I then called the guards to come to your room, "Inara replied with a smile.

"really? Then thank you. Are you one of the guards who works here?"

"No, I don't work here but the guards are subject to all my orders."

"Oh, does your husband work here and have the power to command the guards?"

"I don't have a husband, Abi. I've been divorced for a long time with my husband."

"Oh, sorry."

"It's okay."

"Well, I'm sorry if I asked you this, maybe the timing wasn't right, but why are you here?"

"Because I committed a crime that cannot be forgiven, I have committed a great crime. A murder and planning a murder on the person closest to me."

Hearing Abimana's words, Inara only smiled wryly while gulping her saliva violently.

"Why has your face changed? I'm not as good as you think, am I? Now go, Inara."

Inara then smiled.

"No, I want to accompany you. Let's just say I'm your friend."

"I don't deserve to be made a friend."

"In my eyes you are a good man, Abimana. I'm sure it's just your past, I'm sure now you've changed. Everyone has a past, Abimana. My past is also very bad, I am not a good person either. I'll be your friend as long as you're in custody."

"Thank you, but I don't need a friend."

"How long have you been in custody?"

"Until I die."

"Until you die?"

"Yes, because I was sentenced to death."

Inara was so surprised to hear Abimana's words, but she still smiled at the smile on her lips.

"Well, I'll be your friend until you're executed."