NAURA'S SECRET BEHIND THE PRISON BARS
The Ruckus Among the Cell Dwellers

"I miscarried when I was 5 months old. And it feels...hhhhh."

Affandi stared into Naura's eyes. There were ripples like glass shards but no shattering splashed out.

This woman is full of mystery. So many grim stories seemed to be in his life.

Affandi wants to hold Naura's hand. But urung done. Considering he only knew his client for two days. Worried Naura considers him an easy man to do 'touch'.

His eyes only stared at Naura's fingers which looked nervous and seemed to tremble a little.

"Excuse me Affan! Face-to-face time is over. It's been over 4 hours of your meeting with the defendant. So we beg for cooperation." Suddenly a police officer approached them.

"alright. The conversation we ended up here. The day after tomorrow I'll be back, Naura!"

Naura notices Affandi who starts cleaning writing equipment and voice recording devices and phones into her small bag.

"Take care of yourself, Naura! Don't worry, I'll always be there for me!"

I don't know why.... Hearing the sentence that slid free from the tiny lips Affandi felt sweet to hear Naura's ears. Until the flower buds grow just like that in his heart.

There was a shower of morning dew that cooled his heart. The voice and speech of his lawyer warmed his heart for a moment.

Until unconsciously, his lips that were always stiff smiled thinly in line.

Naura returned to her holding cell. Meet again with his five 'friends' one cell.

Cynical and strange look. Tak Naura.

But he was surprised when he found his Teka Teki Silang book had been torn into pieces of paper no longer works.

Naura circulated her gaze to the five women. His eyes emitted a quite powerful aura of anger.

"Why did you ruin my things? What's my fault with you?" ask her with a firm voice even though it sounded slow.

"Who told you to look here!? You're new here. But you are like a great mistress to be respected! Outside you can be in the style of a prima donna! But here, our rules are upheld!" Miss Rambut Mie made a loud noise.

"But I never harassed you. Because we're in the same position. Both are prisoners!!!" Naura answered back.

"Haha.... Our status is the same? Naive you! You're the husband's own killer, which it's not clear why you killed him. We are, obviously!

Farida almost killed the actor who had taken her husband!

I killed the man who raped my 12-year-old son!

Lolita, he killed his stepfather for frequently molesting his birth mother!

Queen, tear apart the office room of her superior who had perverted her!

Juwi, also stabbed his girlfriend who ran away and did not want to take responsibility for the baby he contained!

Naura raised her eyeballs. Glared sharply at Miss Hair Mie's question that was truly striking it.

"You have an affair! That's why you killed your good husband!!!

Obviously your degree is very low compared to us. We are dignified women! Killing the striped-nose men who have been the culprits in our lives.

But you, you demonic woman who wants to end your household in a radical way. You're no more noble than prostitution*r! You cheap lady!!!"

Naura turned her body. Heedless of the ramblings of his cellmate even though dozens of words jostled at the end of his lips wanted to come out as his defense.

Only his heart speaks the name of his Lord. Hope he is not lazy in dealing with the bad words of his friends.

"Look, prostitution*r is powerful! He's the same as the actor. No matter what people insult and curse him. As long as he is happy, as long as he is happy, no matter he even destroys the household of people including his own household!"

Bugs.

Naura clenched her eyes and lips. It hurt his back to get a blow. No idea who the blow was from. But Naura got up straight away and was ready with the horses.

"Dare to bully me? One on one! If it's a crack, coward is his name! Especially hitting from behind. He's a loser!"

"Sial*n this brothel*r!!!"

Farida first raised her fists directly towards Naura's face. But the nimble brown tyre-wielding woman at the Bintang Karate Club pulled Farida's fist and locked her back until 3-year-old Farida screamed in pain.

"Who else would try?" Naura said somewhat arrogantly.

Plaque!!!

The hard slap Naura cheeked was unpredictable to her. It turned out that it came from the tiny hands of a 22-year-old young woman named Juwi Asmara.

Prisoner jailed for stabbing his girlfriend who did not want to marry him and avoid admitting the child in the womb.

Juwi has been living in LAPAS for a year, there are still two years left of his detention. She even gave birth in prison. Now her beautiful baby is cared for and cared for by her mother in her hometown. Maybe about a year later Juwi can only freely breathe the outside air.

"You dare slap me, miss?"

Plaque, plaque!!!!

Twice a pretty spicy slap successfully Naura reply on the woman who is still considered snot it.

Quite satisfied with it too. Even somewhat relieved his heart, after being able to release his negative energy by venting emotions to his cellmates who are looking for it.

All quiet. Dare not continue. Especially after a male warden came and observed them with a somewhat mischievous look. The warden who came.

...........SERIATE...........