My Berondong Husband
#57 Bian with the Problem, As well as the Confused Kevano
A Few Days Ago
“Follow me, Sya.” Said Mr. Ruben, Kevano nodded.
The two of them walked towards the office of Ruben's boss, while the trio continued to pay attention to the two, two brothers who did not look alike, even they were not like siblings seen from any angle.
Before long they arrived in the room Ruben, a room full of mint aroma and some natural fragrance, deliberately installed so that the pungent smell of cigarettes not too smelled.
Reuben sat in his chair, while Kevano sat in front of Ruben's desk playing with his cell phone.
"You're like a bodyguard, yes." Ruben said at that time while sipping coffee mocha, then exhaled vape smoke into the air.
"Gue just take care of my wife doang, not wrong, right." Kevano replied with busy eyes staring at the phone.
"Wrong, but strange. You keep it like he's a kid."
"Bang, Nur is pregnant. It's my son, I don't want anything to happen to him."
"Ah lebay lu hu. Pas pregnant you first, Mama busy here and there alone, take care of the office fitting Papa again sick. Proof you were born now."
"It's not me. You'll understand if you're married and your wife is pregnant." Kevano said, despite saying so, but his eyes were still focused on his phone. "Why call me here? Can't you just talk about me doing Nur's drug?"
"Weh, you're so important. I just want to have a regular conversation. If I was the same you, you've been home a lot lately. Mama is still."
"Boong really, just yesterday Mama came to the apartment, bring my favorite food again."
Reuben did not answer he then just remained silent, then removed some files on the table to be placed in an old cupboard made of iron.
Ruben's room was no change since it was first made, his father who asked the decor of the room to look old and old, not to look boring but it looks like Mr. Son has his own reasons for doing it. Might as well.
After putting the file into the closet, Ruben sat back down and saw the sister who continued to play mobile.
"Do you want to know about Bian's situation?" Ruben asked later, hearing that Kevano averted his gaze.
I don't know because he suddenly remembered a man named Bian, it felt like the name had been lost so far, he did not even know that the man had existed.
The moment Kevano fell silent, his mind started to get strange and even like he was wondering. How's that guy in jail? During this time he and Kesya never discussed about Bian, even when he met Renata he had forgotten that the girl was Bian's sister.
"Make a dream," continued Ruben.
Kevano shook his head slowly.
"No, I'm just surprised you arrived to talk about him. All this time I never remember him." Kevano.
"Gue just wanted to tell you, if Bian gets the same piece of prisoner, sooner or later he'll come out, yes." Ruben.
"Certainly? What is my relationship?" Ask Kevano then.
"Lu knows, that Bian love dies just like Kesya. Pas out the first time sought must be Kesya, he must also be vengeful as you."
"How revenge? I married Kesya legitimately, I do not feel snatch Kesya from Anyone. Because at that time they had no relationship."
Despite saying that, what Kevano had in mind was different. There is a truth to Ruben's words about the grudge that was on Bian.
Because before he was in prison, he was already so close to Kesya, even intending to take Realize Kesya from Bian. Although he ended up getting Kesya because of another problem.
Kevano is not afraid because of what will happen later, but because of other things that continue to disturb his mind since a few minutes ago.
Even what he feared the most was that he could not see Bian trying to take Kesya from his life any more than taking his own biological son. Although it was also Kesya's son.
"Let's take Kesya to see Bian's condition. Speak slowly, so grown-ups as you are now, yes."
"I don't want to, Bang. But Kesya never talked about it, like since Bian went to jail, he tried to forget about Bian." Kevano.
"Lu ask you to try, I don't feel good."
"How bad?"
"Gue has a spy who knows Bian's moves, and Bian also has a spy for someone's concerns."
Then Reuben said what happened during Can's time in prison, about a man named Reno and someone Bian kept calling as his lawyer.
Their lives full of drama spy on each other, even Ruben's assumption of a bad premonition was not just a hunch but something he was worried about.
"So you mean, this has something to do with Kesya?" Kevano's question cuts through Ruben's explanation.
"Yes, if I think there is a connection between Kesya, Bian, Reno and men who often meet Reno. Their target is like destroying Bian."
"Why is Bian a victim?"
"There are no victims or suspects, all of whom have bad motives for their opponents."
Kevano nodded, he began to understand Ruben's intentions. Indeed, he should be kind to Bian, so that when Bian out of prison does not cause problems that have existed for a long time.
"How is that guy named Reno?"
"He was just a doll that was deliberately moved by the man, Reno deliberately made hate. Then used him."
The problems of his life seem more complicated, Kevano began to be unable to think clearly. It felt like everything changed in an instant. A problem he never knew, suddenly became part of his life.
It was as if it was dragged so deep, then dropped together. His little thoughts were turbulent, between confused and unable.
"Why do you know this?"
"No, I don't want to tell you. It has nothing to do with our family, Om Gio the problem is over, nothing else."
Kevano nodded his head again, he began to understand the situation. This is the problem with him, Kesya and Bian, although he does not know what the motive of the man is. Even from Ruben's explanation, he did not know who the man was.
Reuben said the man could have been the closest person among them, if it was true he was the closest person, what kind of revenge he felt to make him so hate Bian, even trying to make Bian continue to woe.
As usual, Kevano gets a new story that makes him have to be careful, even when he gets out of there, he tries to stay as calm as possible.
Told Kesya that they were just having a regular chat.
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Today. Nowow.
Bian is still in his custody with his leisure after enjoying the lunch that the Mama left for him.
If it wasn't for the food, maybe he would have starved to death. The prison food that tastes bad, sometimes bland and strange. The side that never changes shape, that's all.
Bian sometimes nauseated to eat it, he could not imagine what it would be like to be another prisoner who might be worse than him. They may complain more.
"Dian!" Shouted one of the policemen as he tapped his gun on one of the bars.
Bian looked at the police, with his sharp eyes. He does not like them, for Bian they are something sickening, the apparatus that pretend to have power.
"You got no mouth?!" He opened the door of Bian's prison.
"Why? You want to set me free?" Bian asked later, although that would not be possible.
"dreams. Your prisoner's three years away, your trial's repeated, you could be aggravated."
Bian did not answer the police's words. Some police do look arrogant and annoying, so it's no wonder if sometimes people do not like their nature.
"I'm standing, the head guard is talking to you." The policeman forced Bian to stand up, Bian followed his orders if not one of the objects held by the police could hit his body.
"Why am I called?"
"Just follow it."
Then the police pushed slowly Bian, while the policeman walked in the back. They walked out of the holding cell, towards the place the police had spoken of.
From such circumstances it feels very eager to nudge and kick the police, but if he does it will make a noise later. His hands seemed itching to land a blow, because since he got there for a year, many police officers who do bad things to him, even some things look profanity.
Before long he reached the head of custody table, Bian was welcome to sit down, and then the police who drove him passed away.
"Sore, Mr. Bian. How's things going?" the prisoner's head's friendly greeting to Bian. Trying to be friendly. Even though Bian knew it was a lie.
"Well, unless I eat your food, I'll be no good." Reply Bian with his flat face. He could not try to bear the smile to make the police in front of him memorable.
Hearing Bian's words, the head of the prisoner even laughed a little, as if what Bian said was a joke or even just a usual joke that he often heard.
"Indeed sir, what kind of food do you want? Fast-food restaurants or expensive restaurants, right?" gelak Head prisoner, he laughed again, Bian fed up.
Bian did not respond, just kept quiet.
"Okay, look at Mr. Bian. I have a mandate from my superiors that Mr. Bian should be transferred to a regular cell. It starts today." The head of the prisoner.
The look on Bian's face turned incredulous at that remark.
"meaning?" Ask Bian to make sure.
"Sir Bian, had to move to a regular cell with the other prisoners."
"Why is that, sir? I can't, I'm a bribe case, there's no way I'm being held in a cell with other criminals. My time should be with the murderers and robbers." Bian continued, he could not accept what the head of the prisoner said.
"Sir, this is a decision from the center, I'm just running the mandate."
"No, I don't want to!" Bian refused, but the Chief of Detainees did not respond. Then forced a policeman to take him away.
Bian tried to rebel and resist, but his handcuffed hand could do nothing.
He could only follow the police who took him to walk in the other direction of his cell.
From a distance there are several cells in which one cell is filled with more than three to five people.
Bian shakes his head at his new cell, feels discriminated against, should not be in the same custody as other criminals.
As they arrive at Bian's new cell, the police release Bian's handcuffs and open the door, forcing Bian to enter.
Inside the cell were three other people, their faces were not typical recidivist crests most of which were on television, but still frightening to him.
He really felt like he was in a nightmare, in his old cell he was not so comfortable, then moved a new cell that was much more uncomfortable.
A moment after he entered and sat down, he simply fell silent. Two out of three prisoners whose ages may be three to forty were looking at him closely, a gaze neither threatening nor intimidating.
"Where's the move, my mom?" Ask one of them, with the prisoner number 0470.
"Bribery case prisoner, sir." Bian replied, looking friendly.
"Well, how did you move here? It's for criminals the same murder of thieves." Connect the other prisoner number 3177.
"I don't know if I was forced to move."
Both nodding at Bian, Bian tries to relieve himself as it seems his new friend is quite friendly as a first impression.
Then they introduced themselves, number 0470 named Idrus, number 3177 named Andri, and one of them who was asleep named Japrak, he was a little emotional according to his two friends Jarpak murder case against one family.
Not far from Bian's place, when he returned to the head of the land. He is currently talking to someone on the phone.
"Bian I've moved the other sprain. I'll make his life feel like hell later." The Chief prisoner.
"Good, I'll add the commission later, sir. Think of it as my gratitude." Someone said from the end of the phone.
Then the two engaged in a conversation that either discussed what.