The Story of an Injured Wife
Quarrelling

"Who will you burn me? Why are you now this cruel demon!"

"Hey ngaca, you are also a demon, you rotten woman! Lo is one of the demons in the world that I'm going to destroy right now!"

"Yetoooooooo!" miho shouted increasingly frightened.

All the female employees also shouted and some of them even closed their eyes, afraid to see the person who was going to be burned alive. Luckily there was a security guard who came running very fast then rushed to beat Desi until he fainted.

"Almost I'm on fire, thankfully there's a security guard. Really, your crazy ex-actor Des! Nyesel I once made you a scapegoat to cover the cover of my affair." Miho's inner voice while crying in fear.

Miho hurriedly went to clean herself up that flood of gasoline liquid. If it gets a little fire, it will burn.

"Well, what a bragging rights is Desi?"

"Surely, he's so because the actor was slandered."

"Desi delay but Miho also equally delay. I'd have if it was slandered it would have been very upset."

"Yes that's right."

Talk to office employees. Behind them was Damar standing watching them.

"What did you guys talk about? Go back to your jobs." Damar surprised them.

Seeing the company president who was listening to them from behind they rushed back into the office. But Damar felt something strange, what was this aroma, the strong aroma of gasoline was so stinging. Make Damar ogah to stay there.

In a bathroom, Miho had changed clothes. All her clothes that smell of gasoline will Miho throw and burn. Although the price is expensive and it was bought by Damar, but the smell of gasoline this holds a creepy memory for Miho, which is when the Desi who wanted to burn it earlier in front of the office.

Due to a life-threatening incident this morning, Miho will not stay silent, Miho will report Desi to the police station.

***

They were both being interrogated in front of a police officer. They sat in rows but in the middle of them there was a police officer who kept there from any more commotion between them.

"Mom Desi, why do you want to burn Miho's foam?" ask the police officer to open a tense conversation.

"Because he's been slandering me all along sir. Until I lost my job. Sir, slander is an unlawful act too!"

"You're right, Missi. Likewise with your actions, it is much more unlawful again. Now, do you want to take your problems to the next round?"

"Do you not want to make peace? Both of you are still fine. There are no wounds. No fatal consequences. Job problems can still be sought again."

"Flame! I got slapped on him this morning sir! I too want to be burned alive!"

"Heh high venomous actor, you have also slandered me! I thought I'd let you be free! Nope! We should both be in jail! Let's break even!"

"Oh I'm sorry I'm in jail! So go take me there! You want to burn me, not really if until this crazy person is not in prison sir, later I can be harmed again with him! I could die sir!"

"Heh, you fucking prick!"

Desi is willing to attack Miho again, but the policewoman who is guarding them immediately holds Desi and holds her captive.

"Don't make a scene here!" loud polwan it.

"Hahaha, mampus! It's good to be yelled at by the police!" tease Miho.

"You don't make a fuss here either!" snapped the polwan to Miho.

"Not a storm! For a while you two will be equally we hold. Because you're both guilty!"said the police officer.

"What!" sahut Miho and Desi compact.

They were both held in a police station prison but placed in different rooms to avoid any commotion.

***

Not a beautiful story, a story that gives a touch of happiness to the heart. But the story that flows like a rain of lightning that is less steep in the middle of the room. When a friend is agitated, because of a problem that hit him.

He wanted to help, but the real object in need of help was unwilling to accept a sweeping helping hand.

"I want to always be with you Yaya. When you are like now, I want to hug you, to calm you down, just like you used to when your mother was in trouble. I am the one who is always beside you." said the sharp-eyed man, who was standing by the window of his room.

A drizzling touch waved, greeting his face and body. A gust of wind named broken heart, stifling eyes, mute taste.

"What are you doing to hang on to the man who always makes your days hurt and grieve" Martin continued. Want it to hit Damar right now because Martin is sure, Yaya's sadness must be because of the bastard's man again. Martin actually thought wrong. Yaya is sad because there is a mysterious person who intends to harm him.

Seriate...