
In the midst of the waves of the sea, stood a tall tower surrounded by birds at the top of the tower. Inside the tower there is a special room for people to be punished according to his actions.
A special place does not cooperate with the authorities. This place is specifically made for money owners who want to punish people they consider enemies and are not worthy to live in the world.
Tang tung tang!!
That was how the sound of the courtyard in the tower sounded. An activity of the prisoners split a large rock to be used as gravel. Punishment for women is like cooking or something else.
Andreas stands with 2 guards in front of the gate of the stone-breaking courtyard. While Anissa was standing in front of the special gate of hand-crafted women.
Where Andreas stood.
“Thank God you were only sent to a place like this by Mr. Daniel. If I were him, maybe I'd make your skin cracker!” hardik one of the guards.
Instead of being afraid, as if still wanting to do evil and have a lot of money, Daniel turned his face, looking at the guard.
“The air is moist and cold, and this fishy smell makes my sense of smell bad. So, I would like to invite you to work with me. You take it easy, I can still pay you many times more than Daniel,” said Andreas still behaving arrogantly, inviting the guard to be a traitor.
“Ck, you think you can pay us? Anyway, we don't like to eat money from humans like you!” reject the guard was rude, his sturdy hands clasped Andreas's arms. “Don't talk much about you now. Come with us, so you can reflect on all your deeds here!” the two guards continued while pulling Andreas towards the prisoner's assembly.
Bam!
The two guards pushed Andreas' back hard until Andreas' body fell down in the middle of the workers.
“Againly you guys?” murmured Andreas looked at the two guards.
Dozens of inmates stopped his work, turned his cynical gaze to Andreas and turned to the guard still standing in his place.
“You all should listen to us!” said one of the guards raised his tone.
As if frightened, dozens of prisoners stood up neatly. His gaze looked solemnly at the guards, with a cynical look.
“Teach this new kid to do the same job as you guys!” one of the guards told me.
“SIAP!” according to some prisoners, some of the creepy-faced prisoners just stared cynically at Andreas' back.
The two guards turned around, stepping away from the place. Andreas is after him.
“To-please get me out of this bad place. I...”
Andreas' plea was stopped when 3 prisoners held his arms, then pulled him into the middle of the field. The two guards resumed their steps, closing the iron door.
“A-what do you want to do?” ask Andreas in fear.
“Of course we want to teach a new child!” sahut one of the high-statured prisoners, bald head, big eyeballs like he was about to come out.
“Pe-treatment of my body is very expensive. Sa-I beg you not to break my body!” andreas said pleading, his legs slowly backward, his hands half forward like begging not to be persecuted.
“Hahaha! Who do you think you are? If you're here, it's all the same!” other prisoner taunts. His hands wave like he invites. “Come! We taught this new kid how to be a good kid here!”
Some of the prisoners besieged Andreas, laughter, and insults to Andreas were heard echoing in the courtyard.
Bam bug bam!
Andreas was beaten in turns.
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In the women's detention kitchen.
“Cut the vegetable is right! Prostitution*r. He knew you were just showing your thighs to someone's husband!” nagging female prisoner, black lips, curly hair, her eyes sharp.
“I-iya!” said Anissa frightened, he again cut the vegetables small. However, his body was pushed by other prisoners so that the knife hit his finger.
“Auw!” lamented Anissa directly pressed her finger so that the blood did not come out too much.
Instead of pity, Anissa was laughed at by the other prisoners.
Anissa could not answer, she just growled and cursed in her heart.
Disgruntled, the other prisoners gave a basin of red chili pepper in front of Anissa.
“You blender it chili tick and red chili!” the short-haired thick-bodied prisoner's order.
“Blender and spoon to pick up the chili where?” asked Anissa obediently.
“You blender pack your mouth! Hahaha!”
Once satisfied with raving Anissa, some prisoners left her. Then one of the resistors had a geeky face approaching Anissa.
“In-there the blender. I help you?”
“Thank you,” says Anissa.
Although the woman had a geeky face, but the gaze of the woman looked different. The woman continued to look at the blood continuously flowing on Anissa's finger. Occasionally his hands wiped the saliva flowing on his lips. That made Anissa horrified.
‘Don't this woman is a psychopath. I-I have to wash this blood immediately and close my wound,’ Inner Anissa walked towards the yellow sink.
Byuurs!
The sound of water coming out of the sink.
“Eh, be careful if the cupu is approaching you!” reprimanding one of the prisoners approached Anissa while washing the blood on her finger.
Anissa gave a quick glance at the cupid woman who was looking at her sharply and gloomily. Seeing the horrifying gaze from the cupid woman, Anissa immediately turned off the water faucet. Leaving the prisoner woman by his side, and stepping closer to the blender table.
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At the house of Daniel and Frances.
Because Fransiska needed a complete break, Vika so play in the room Fransiska. Daniel and James were sitting quietly in the backyard talking about Andreas and Anissa.
“I'm not in my right mind I think you are, Daniel!” chirp James while sipping his warm coffee.
“Why?” andreas asked confusedly.
“Why did you just make them languish in that prisoner. Love a nicer place and trust dong!” james is upside down.
“What does bego mean? I don't get it. Just tell the truth don't exaggerate,” Daniel chirps.
“Why don't you give them a place that suits their deeds. Andreas and Anissa want to kill your baby! Time yes you just make them make amends in a place like that,” protested James.
“Oh! I think they deserve a second chance,” said Daniel made James furious.
“Fuck with second chance. Once a man is evil, it is still evil! Even if they want to repent, I think it's just a figure of speech on the lips!”
“Already, why do you also seem not to accept my decision. Why didn't you just punish them yesterday?”
“Crazy for you! Vika is already with me, where might I do such a cruel thing. Yesterday I touched the sacred skin of my son with dirty hands,” James said lowering his tone.
“Well, that's you know. But, that was a lot of times your bacot. You don't think I'm thinking the same thing. The point is we are both the same,” Daniel reminded.
“Hem, this seems like it feels like a bad man suddenly repented just want to raise his children with clean hands,” muttered James staring at both palms.
“When will you be honest to Vika, if you are her biological Papa?” daniel surprised James.
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