My Lecturer Is A Queen Of Mafia
Sibbling

Jansen lay on the cold prison floor with a glaring gaze to the ceiling of the room. Being in jail wasn't bad because he was starting to feel at home. Whether Elena was serious or not to help him, she did not care and expected it. After all she was sure, Elena could not possibly look for evidence let alone there would be no proof of it because the one who hated her was more than the one who cared even she was sure no one cared about her.

He can still count his days in that prison, hopefully he can be there longer. It was possible that he could get to know a great person then learn a lot from him and after coming out he would become a great gangster. Frankly, he has no goals and goals in life. Wanted as to what, he felt that there was no point in him living and that all happened after his mother died.

The sound of knocking shoes on the floor was heard, followed by the sound of knocking sticks on iron bars. The voices of the inmates made the prison a little noisy and because of that, a prison guard shouted loudly so that the atmosphere was quiet again.

Jansen did not care at all, he was still lying on the floor to enjoy his time. The sound of footsteps was getting closer to the prison he inhabited himself, although there were no friends to talk to but it was better. The sound of footsteps drew closer until finally the footsteps came to a halt.

"Well... Well, look who's so pathetic!" someone sneered at her and it was certain that the voice was Anne Howard.

Jansen turned away, a displeased expression he showed when he saw Anne and Richard standing in front of his cell and they looked at Jansen with contemptuous gazes.

"Try to see, finally this loser is in jail at last!" the stepmother's lips.

"What are you coming for? Don't waste your precious time. You'd better just play the old man so you can get all his!" jansen said cynically.

"This exciting spectacle will not be missed, Jansen. Look at you, it's so sad!" sibir Richard's.

"Keep your sympathy, Richard. I don't need it!"

"Don't get me wrong, we don't sympathize but we've come to laugh at you!" this time he got it from his stepmother.

"As much as you!" Jansen did not care about the two of them as she did not want to argue with them which could ruin her day and mood easily.

"Don't be pretentious not to care, Jansen. Your father is so disappointed in you, you and your mother really make no difference!" said his stepmother.

"Don't take my mother and say something about her with your dirty mouth!" Jansen who had been lying down began to get emotional. Jansen had even sat on the floor and looked at her stepmother and Richard with displeased gazes.

"Why, did I misspoke?" Anne Howard clasped her chest and showed her arrogance.

"Wrong! you can insult me but you can't insult my mother!" yelled Jansen loudly.

"Shut up, don't yell!" a guard shouted and hit the bars with his cane.

Jansen stared intently at the warden and looked back at his stepmother and Richard. Surely no one should enter like that to see the prisoner and he was sure, they used the money to bribe the warden to come in and insult him because they knew, he said, he would definitely not want to meet the two of them.

"Already, Jansen. Your mother must have cried in hell to see the son she fought to death end up being a useless person and ended up in prison!" Anne again sneered even she wouldn't stop.

"Shut your mouth, old grandma!" Jansen had already stepped closer with both hands clenched.

"Look at you, Jansen. This prison is so fucking filled by you so is a hell of a bitch filled by your mother!" Richard said the words so viciously that it made Jansen more emotional.

"Shut your mouth otherwise I'll rip it off!" said Richard who ignited emotions due to the words of Jansen.

"You're just the son of a pala*cur! Look at your mother\, she's the night worker married to that old jackass. Who's daddy? Try asking your mother who is a pela*cur and I'm sure she doesn't know who your father is!" shout Jansen.

"Be quiet baj*ngan rancid!" this time Anne Howard yelled. Howard was definitely Jansen's father's name and he used it after being married to Bob Howard. As Jansen said, she was just a comfort woman who managed to tease Bob Howard.

"Oh, what did I say wrong? I don't think so!"

"Bad, hit him!" anne's orders to the prison warden. Money was taken out of the bag and given to the two guards who were on guard.

"Hit him to pieces!" his orders.

"Now you can use money for a purpose, huh? Why not just use your body like you used to frame my father? Why don't you open your legs wide and lie there so that they can reward you for doing whatever you want!" jansen's lips and sneers made Anne and Richard even more angry.

"Open up now! I want to hit him with both hands!" shouted Richard who had been burned by the flames of anger.

The prison door was opened, Jansen was held by two prison guards after getting several blows from them. As a result of the injuries that had not healed, it made him not so energetic that he lost against them. Richard goes into prison and hits a battered Jansen blindly.

Richard vents his anger and beats Jansen until the young man is knocked down when the prison warden holding him releases him. Richard was very satisfied, Anne looked at him with a satisfied expression. It must be like that, whoever gets in the way of his son will get rid of it like he got rid of Jansen's mother first.

"Loser is useless!" Richard kicked Jansen on the floor and got out of the prison. The door was quickly closed, and Anne and her son did not leave. They were still there as if they were waiting for Jansen's death.

Jansen's laughter rang out, even though she was already battered. Anne and her son were on the pitch and Jansen laughed even harder. Jansen lay on her back while enduring the pain and after that, Jansen turned away and displayed the sneering and contemptuous look she had definitely shown for Anne and Richard.

"How dare I do something like this behind my father and in my helpless state? You're a complete loser, Richard!"

"Please shut up, useless boy like you even if I hit you in front of your father's eyes, I'm sure he won't ban it!"

"Yes, because you're pel*cur and a cunning bastard. Remember this one thing I said, once I get out of these bars, I will make a calculation with you!"

"Don't test my patience, Jansen!" Richard was back in a rage.

"Enough, Richard. He's just trash. His mother committed suicide and the actions he took were very right otherwise he would be disappointed to see his useless son. If I were you, I'd rather die than disappoint your mother and you know, no one cares about you and your father, even if you die, she won't care about you!" the words were said of course because to knock Jansen mentally so that he felt lonely, he said, not having anyone and in the end the one-on-one path that the desperate man could take was definitely suicide.

Jansen didn't answer, he was silent. Suddenly she desperately hopes Elena finds the evidence and frees herself from prison so she can avenge the evil fox and her son. Not only did he avenge them, he also wanted to avenge his father who had already neglected him.

Anne and Richard looked at each other for a moment then they decided to leave behind the young man who had become such a hindrance. Hopefully tomorrow they get the news if Jansen is hanging in his bars so that with the news, there is no more barrier for them..