Replacement Lightning Match
Chapters. 26 Demon Women

"Aaaahhhh, " cried Imran as he leaned to the floor. Both hands over his head.

"What's this about? " shouted Mr. Somad shrill when he saw his son-in-law had collapsed to the floor in a back 2 men with a heavy body wearing black clothes. One man pointed his gun at Imran's head.

A person in black wearing a bulletproof vest came into the house and some of his men again.

"Pardon us Father for making a fuss in your home. Introduce me Supriyanto from the drug trafficking unit. This guy is Imran's eyebrow-cloth, he's a fugitive as a drug courier. Is he the family of the Father? "

"What, courier? Astarghfirullah... You're the bastard Imran. "

"Please Sir... "

"Sir, maybe you're wrong. He's my husband not like that. " Salwa drew Imran's hand as if to keep him away from the shackles of the 2 burly men.

"Reply search him "the command of their commander.

Mr. Somad immediately pulled Salwa from Imran's body. He felt that his son was still clingy in the unclean hands of Imran.

They swiftly handcuffed Imran and searched for Imran's backpack. After getting it, they immediately unpacked the bag.

Sure enough, 3 small packets of flickering filled like white salt.

"Can Commander. 3 package. About 3 grams "

"Evidence has been confiscated, quickly summarize him. "

4 their stout hands took the resigned and helpless Imran. She felt ashamed because it was right in front of Salwa and her father-in-law. Imran had just taken a few steps from the living room to the exit.

"Wait Sir! " Somad sir prevented them.

"Sorry sir, if you're in the way. Then you -"

"Give me a chance to talk to Imran Sir. "

"alright. " The commander gave the code to 2 burly people earlier.

"Imran, fall to Salwa right now! " the order is firm.

"But Sir! "

"Quickly, when you could see him you left suffering in hope that your confinement would escape the uncertain, at least he would not be charged with your debt. Divorce him. Drop the talc. "appoint Somad to Salwa who is still crying.

"Don't Sir. " Salwa sobbing.

"Quick! " repeat Mr. Somad.

"alright. I dropped my talaq on Salwa Hanifah Bint Abdul Somad. Now you are free from me Sal, " said Imran nanar. He's bowed lethargic.

Neighbors watched, like a free spectacle entertainment event during Imran's arrest. The little boy gathered cheering with joy. Salwa could only hug her mother tightly. Her tears wet her mother's veil.

Imran got into the car and they disappeared from view. The neighbors were still gossiping and watching in the grounds.

"Go... Disband! Everybody Dissolve! Your spectacle is over. As long as you know, she's my ex-mantu. Don't mention his name in this house. " Somad shook his hand to prevent his neighbors from dispersing. He was so angry, his face was washed humiliated by a ghost of his own choice.

Somad went into the house past Salwa who was still hugging his mother.

"Salwa. It's free for you to cry for a bastard like him. Sorry I married you to him. Chees... Now you're a widow. You heard he dropped talaq. Remember Salwa. You're already a widow. "

Salwa went straight into her room and lay down with a pillow. He was crying so much. Her status is now a widow.

1 Year married and now widowed. A predicate he doesn't want to have at all. Rosmiati went into her son's room.

"Son, it's okay, Widow. Than you have to be shackled for life with the wrong people. What's wrong, Widow, you honorable widow. Prove that. Perhaps many people say Widows are naughty, itchy, household intruders. So that the connotation looks ugly. Prove son, respect yourself before you respect others. "

Rosmiati rubbed Salwa's back. He gave her his love. He hopes to make his son happy.

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Salwa returned to the contract, but not back to occupy. But he moved. Of course Somad and Rosmiati no longer allow living there. Surely the mental edges of his son will be at stake. Moreover, knowing his son was a widow, fearing that people who felt there was a connection with Imran would haunt Salwa continuously.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry Salwa ya Bu if there is a wrong khilaf. "

"Staying in touch at Wa ya Salwa. If necessary or to this area do not hesitate to stop. "

"Express Ma. Sepurane ya Ma'am. "

After saying goodbye, Salwa left. There was not much he carried, only 2 large bags. For electronic devices and so forth he left. And the key will he hand over with his sister-in-law Fatma. Because his mother-in-law Hayati objected if Imran's property was taken over by Salwa.

"Well, now you're here. There's a guardian mother, so complete. Only your prabot is bought. " Rosmiati took a swing at the new Salwa boarding house.

Intentionally looking for a hostel just to be more concise and there are guards. For women who themselves are not good to rent 1 house to live alone. There have been many cases of robbery, murder and rape.

In this great city, Somad was very concerned about the safety of his son.

"Remember Salwa. You should always contact us. Whatever it is, whatever the slightest problem just talk to us. We are far away, still worried about you. We always pray for you. May you go to college and you become a successful person.

"Thank you for the prayer, Mama. Salwa promises will always be stories. "

"Yes already, all right. We're saying we're going home. "

Somad and Rosmiati return to the village after making sure their son is comfortable in a new boarding house. At least far from toxic people like in the previous rented environment.

Ting Tong's...

A message came to Salwa's phone.

"Salva. I'm your ex-mother-in-law. You still save my number. "

"Sweety Ma'am, what's wrong Mom? "

"Don't forget, even if you're divorced. Return the Imran money. "

"Huh, what money is Mom? "

"Yes money during your college, you have to change. Give it back to me. I am thankful that I only took college money. "

"Just son, Mom. That was Mas Imran's promise. Where can be returned. Wasn't when the court was in for his gono gini treasure. Then mom wants to especially. Even though it is shared, the furniture in the house I do not bring. "

"Just give it back, the money for your college doesn't include a living. Anyway return. "

"Just son Ma'am. I should have compensated you, I miscarried. I'm tormented because of my mother's son. If you want that money. Give me back my good name, give me back my virginity. Change the status of this widow to be a virgin, can you? No, kan! "

Unsatisfied typing, Salwa inflamed and sent a voice note to her former mother-in-law who cursed it.

"Heyyy, you demonic woman. "

"The Devil's Mother! "

"You are brave to fight yes, poor man. How dare you call me a Devil. "

"Well, it wasn't my mother who said I was a demon. Yes Mother Devil. "

"Bad. "

"Later I transfer. After that don't bother me anymore. "

"I wait, just watch out. Free wearing a veil, mouth like a whore. "

"Mother is not aware, but the sampeyan is her pimp. "

Salwa threw her cell phone into the bed. He was very upset, only this time he was rude with the old man. He was really annoyed and his former in-laws were. He turned off his phone intentionally.

"Huuhhhh brazen my former in-law. Fuck the devil, try to get close I will step on his face, "salwa swear.

"Yes my. My brutal soul came out, it turned out that I could curse as well, hahaha. "after venting out the taste. Salwa laughed.

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