Mommy, My Angel
chapter 7

The silent atmosphere was gripping, so felt in the female detention cell area. The dim light and stuffy room of the detention cell, did not make the female prisoners there disturbed. They are accustomed to mixing with the state of the cell.

A small room that only benefits two people, seen inhabited by several stages of women, until the bunk bed that is there can only fill four people. The rest of them sleeping on the cold floor were also dirty.

Not to mention the pungent smell of urine and their feces that only have a limited flow of water, so that when the water in the toilet there runs out, they sometimes do not clean it. Nor do they cleanse the body for a few days.

Star rats and cockroaches, seen passing by in the area, even passing the prisoners who fell asleep on the floor.

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Likewise, now Sandra feels, she moves restlessly on the bed when her sense of smell is presented by the smell so stinging. Either, it came from the toilet there or from the body odor of the other occupants in its place.

Sandra tried to close her eyes, she could not sleep at midnight, she had to take care of the health of her fetus, Sandra continued to close her nose tightly, to avoid the smell.

He looks back at his cellmate, trying to close his eyes to invite drowsiness.

Just now he would be lulled by drowsiness, Sandra's sensitive sense of hearing with the slightest sound, hearing the movements behind her.

Sandra could tell, there were some people who were now trying to approach her. Sandra opened her eyes, the drowsiness that had been underlying her was now gone.

Now he is being alert in silence, counting the footsteps approaching him.

Sandra displayed her frequent smile, as she looked at the reflection of the shadow of someone directing a hitter towards her, through the wall.

Sandra could only hug her own stomach, trying to protect her calm fetus inside there.

While some people who were behind, Sandra, tried to throw a punch right aimed at the stomach of pregnant women — in front of them.

"Taste, this is a fucking woman!" Excite one of them behind the dim lighting in the cell.

Imagine that person is now starting to float a fairly large block towards the stomach of Sandra.

"Bugh" the beam was now floating on the bed that Sandra used perfectly.

The three people who wanted to harm Sandra, were stunned, upon seeing Sandra's nimble movements dodging their — attacks.

While Sandra who immediately got up and moved agilely avoided the attack by sliding her body to the side. He now looked, the three women with a dark look were also creepy faces.

"Damn it!" Angered one of the tall women with black skin, when he saw Sandra managed to escape from her attack.

"Basarly a cheap woman! Feel this," interrupted one of the three women in front of Sandra, then went forward to attack Sandra again.

The woman tried to attack Sandra by using a sharp object in her hand, the skinny woman.

Sandra was silent with her cold face, her hands were protecting her stomach.

The woman wanted to stick that thing — right, in Sandra's stomach. But with his agile movements, Sandra held the woman's hand and squeezed it hard, not only that, Sandra too, raised another strong fist, right in the heart of the — women.

The skinny woman's body, retreated backwards and hit her two comrades. The woman grimaced sickly and her two colleagues were so furious.

For failing to injure — Sandra. They also did not expect that Sandra had excellent martial skills.

They are now throwing sharp eyes at each other in the dim lighting atmosphere is also gripping.

The three women still display their arrogant — faces as well as their trivial. The three are very confident that they can paralyze Sandra with — conditions of an enlarged stomach.

"Curtain! Look, he wants to fight us with his belly enlarged," decak one of the women who is their leader. The three laughed, including, the two women who got Sandra's attack earlier and her face did not look deterred.

"His face really scares me" chirped the woman in black and sounded a mocking laugh, as well as a gesture as if so frightened by the gaze of — Sandra.

A moment later, the woman's expression turned ghastly, she spat towards the side and looked at Sandra's face — paltry.

"You, you will die in our hands. And we'll get paid dearly" the woman concluded and returned laughing.

Sandra wrinkled her face in confusion, not long after which a faint smile was seen on her cold face.

"So..he sent you to kill me?" Sandra asked with her cold tone.

"Well! And tonight we will send you, back to God," replied one of the women who had tattoos all over her body.

Sandra chuckled, hearing the woman's words, even though in an old pregnancy, Sandra was still trying to protect her baby from hurting her future baby in the stomach.

"I'm not sure you can finish me off? Just so you know, I've been in a position on the edge of death and it's really painful and scary." Sandra is now sitting on the bed with her hands in front of her chest.

"I assure you, your words will be upon yourselves" continued Sandra with a cynical smile.

"You won't do that, because you will be severely punished" replied the thin woman who began to look frightened.

The three did not expect, it turned out that pregnant women, in front of them was really dangerous.

"I'm already here" Sandra said with her hands outstretched, pointing that she was not afraid of getting the law, she was already in prison, so it is useless if he does not hurt at once someone.

"It turns out, you're a crazy woman!" The black-skinned woman with her leg defense began to tremble.

"No, just crazy. She's also cheap and now pregnant with an illegitimate child, "a lot of tattooed women.

Sandra's face was now increasingly gripping with a horrifying glare staring, one by one the women before her. He picked up the sharp object lying near his feet, not waiting for long, Sandra threw it towards the three women in front of him.

It also hit the arm of the woman who had insulted her fetus.

Making the three women widen their eyelids, seeing the brutal action of — Sandra.

"Me! You're a horrible woman!" The woman screamed in pain.

The three women now rewind their bodies, as Sandra walked towards the three with a gripping — face.

"Death, you cheesy!" Shouted the black woman, while attacking Sandra with a sharp object.

The woman wanted to injure Sandra's chest, but with Sandra's legible movements, she heard it was easy to avoid and gave the large tall woman a punch under her chin with all her might.

A red liquid came out from the woman's mouth, even squirting out, the woman's lower teeth came apart a few and a large tall body fell on the tile floor.

Immediately, Sandra advertised her feet over the woman's belly and pressed her firmly. The two female colleagues in black did not stay silent, they attacked together towards — Sandra.

Sandra who was still pressing, the black woman's stomach just stared at the two sharply.

Sandra was now fending off one of the women who had always wanted to attack her stomach, as well as the skinny woman, who was hovering her kick. But again Sandra can deny it and again attack the two with a powerful punch in the stomach of both.

Sandra could only rely on her two hands, as she was already unable, raising her legs to lift her kick.

Sandra now grabbed a small table there, without saying much, she smacked into the three women.

Not only that, Sandra was still venting her anger by smashing into a row of arrogant faces, the woman in black, until the woman was helpless.

The two comrades, only able to pull their legs back to back with a position sitting on the floor with frightened faces, looked at Sandra's brigade.

One of them shouted for help, as Sandra approached the two with a wooden block in her hand.

"Please, Tolo …." Before continuing her shout, a loud bang hit her head, making the tattooed woman fall down instantly.

Now Sandra's gaze was fixed on the thin woman, who was getting pale and trembling. "Don't, don't do that to me, I beg you," he said in a terrified tone.

Sandra was just silent with her eyes so horrible and her face that it really made someone who was looking would be scared and horrified.

Sandra now raised the height of the wooden beam in her hand and prepared to smite it onto the woman in front of her.

But suddenly, the cell door opened and several cell guard officers entered. "Let down, beam it," the prisoner cell officer snapped firmly.

Sandra was still silent with her gaze still sharpened to the skinny woman.

"Down" another officer interrupted and now tried to get close to Sandra.

"Bring them up" the officer told some of his men, who were ordered to bring — to the three women.

"It turns out, pregnant women can be terrible like that," the inner officer who shuddered in pain, looking at the condition of the two women lying on the floor.

"Bring him in, dark endurance," orders the woman who has a high position in the woman's custody.

"Ready!" In unison several officers, who are now dragging Sandra out of the cell and transferred to a dark cell, were given a sentence.

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