NAURA'S SECRET BEHIND THE PRISON BARS
Angry Naura

Affandi stared at the tall, slim figure who had just walked out from behind the door.

Nauras. Adult women who now often appear on his head. Dancing thoughts. Now sitting stiff in front of him, as at the beginning of the meeting.

His eyes look very tired. His face grew colder and his gaze was also blank. Affandi was more and more eager to look at him.

Prison is cruel, Naura! Put all your complaints to me! Also tell me in detail why you killed your husband, Naura! Be honest! You have to do that, Naura. So that severe punishment does not entangle you.

"How are you doing Naura?" he asked after muttering in his heart.

"Good!"

The hoarse voice made Affandi even more pitying Naura. His fingers immediately held onto Naura's cold hands.

"Naura! Be honest with me, did you really kill your husband? Wh why? There must be a reason! Trust me, Naura! Tell everything. All your complaints!"

Naura's eyes blinked. Glassy immediately gets the attention he deems excessive from a lawyer.

"I killed my husband! This hand killed him! I stabbed him in the heart 9 times! You satisfied? Are you satisfied after hearing my honesty?"

For some reason, Naura was so black that she was hysterical. Very no Affandi of previous predictions. If Naura would respond to it with such explosive emotions.

Some female guards tried to calm Naura who was screaming to thrash and rebel.

"Don't defend me! Let me rot in this prison! Don't defend me! Don't mind meuuuu!!! Let me die for my wicked mistake! I don't need a lawyeraaaaa!!!!!"

Finally Affandi meeting is only that. Naura seemed to be getting quite heavy inner pressure until she was depressed like that.

How not. He slept in a 2x2-meter bathroom. With the dim lights, the cold walls were gloomy. Not to mention the scents whirring from inside the WC hole which somehow has how many hundred times the hole 'swallow' the dirt of its customers.

Hhhh.....

Naura was brought back into her cell. Back her friends who 'bully' because always silenced when asked if she killed her husband just because he wanted to have fun and be with his affair.

Let him sacrifice himself. For the good of those whom he loved so much. His opinion.

"Did you guys look around? Find dead, huh?!?" naura snapped at the occupants of her cell.

"Huh, smug! And just last night was punished in the 'chambers*nta', as if you've been there many times! Prostitution*r!!" cibir miss Hair Noodles. It was as if provoking Naura's emotions again.

Bruaks! Bug off!!!! Plaque!

Lost Naura's patience. He pulled the collar of a woman whose age was likely 5-7 years older than him. Stabbed his stomach and delivered his death slap as well.

Everyone was amazed to see the ferocity of Naura.

"Don't you think I'm afraid of you guys.Especially you! I'm silent does not mean I agree with your words! I'm not a whore!!! But I will never condescend the work of a prostitute! Wh why? Because she's the same woman with a heart like mine! Not like you guys, who are pretentious and pure white but rotten in your hearts! It's rotten, and it's full of poisonous caterpillars because of the rot you never clean the wound!"

Everyone silently heard Naura's words. No one dared to break up let alone help.

"You're chiding a whore! But you never cared, why she was whoring! Wh why? Why are you all fellow trash but pretentious to say that it stinks of garbage!? You're fellow sinners, but pretentious to say he's an unworthy sinner among you. You're all hypocrites!"

"If Allah gives you the temptation to go to prison to defend your pride as a holy woman, but you insult the woman you consider cheap. It is the same that you also committed the character assassination of a person whom you consider to be despicable! After all, your place, just like me, ended up in jail! You too will live in hell. Not heaven! Not even the fragrance God would give to all of you!!!!"

Bruk!!!

Once again Naura's hand punched the face of Miss Hair Mie until the woman had a nosebleed and fainted instantly.

Satisfied it for a moment. Her body immediately rose from above the body of the noodle hair lady.

His hand that had been sick, many times he punched in the empty direction.

Since then, he has officially become the chairman in his dark cell.

............INOSCOPE..............