
Puspita took off her jacket before rolling her trousers that still felt wet in the guest chair of polres visitors.
“Ndan, commander.” shouts.
Vishnu who waited patiently for the arrival of bad news about the end of the relationship Puspita and Paijo approached him from the public relations kabid still with his daily office clothes.
Commander Vishnu smiled witfully. “Cie... Dating at the beach. Exciting, Pit?”
“In the hospital where the commander of Vishnu met Paijo and the blonde chick?” tanya Puspita without further ado after taking off her shoes and socks that still carry grains of beach sand.
“Paijo cancelled our engagement for no apparent reason. Because of that blonde girl. He rarely went home either. He's with that woman!”
Commander Vishnu was suddenly speechless, his expression dumbfounded. Puspita already knows. Apparently the information began to flow slowly and stab.
As bad as Paijo betrays, Puspita. Wow, new case. Article 412 is getting stronger, just accurate evidence I haven't got yet!
Clenching hands. Commander Vishnu saluted the situation. He hoped Paijo would be removed from his position as Puspita's fiancee. Ndila bule sexy that summarized Paijo with more attention yesterday helped him dethrone the position with just a touch of prayer every day. Praise thanks.
Puspita failed fiancee. Paijo is not his soul mate. Paijo is someone else's soul mate. And, Puspita is my soul mate. Bring me closer and ease my plan, O God.
The commander held out a supply of glass mineral water to Puspita along with his straw.
”There is information from where are you? Don't make your own conclusions!” he said reminding as well as investigating.
“Lik Mul, Liknya this morning.”
Waw.
Commander Vishnu's eyes widen. Unexpected. Valid, no hoax.
“I see a glimpse. In the hospital rapih.”
“More also check it.” Puspita throws her lips, then crosses her arms. “What case of infidelity can I throw out, Ndan? By the method of report from the victim?”
Again the commander of Vishnu widened his eyes, his throat was dry. Puspita looking for a disease? Heart wounds that are difficult to heal later? Horrified... Commander Vishnu clapped his hands in his heart. Not the cans are indeed the woman of his dreams.
“Can-can be. You already know the procedure. But is your heart strong enough to accept and witness Paijo's affair with the blonde, Pita?” he asked carefully, afraid Puspita only took impulsive decisions and ended up suffering alone even though his back in the heart was ready to be a place to lean and moan. Seriously, the commander of Vishnu is very willing.
Puspita. His mind wandered in search of a vaguely visible answer and weakened his limbs.
Witness testimony, expert testimony, letters, instructions, evidence and testimony of the accused.
Am I capable of completing this personal mission? Imprisoning Paijo feels necessary. I wrestle with responsibility until some of your skin is a tad, he's even good with a blonde girl? What about my mother if this engagement is broken?
Puspita puffed and ruffled her hair in frustration.
“Dizziness me, Ndan. Dizziness. It's my fault if I try to make Paijo playful.” Puspita lowered her head.
Commander Vishnu smiled. One of my prayers was cruel, but I also did not expect it to be granted. Sorry, Pita.
Commander Vishnu looked around. The office is open 24 hours and Puspita will definitely delay the return time. That discouraged situation he used to pay attention to. At least the invitation under the guise of eating mode is quite commonplace he offers.
“Eat night first, rest. Tomorrow I think again while strategizing. I help. Let me eat out, or order online?”
Puspita Dewi inevitably had to admit it. He's hungry, their date failed before dinner. Drinking was not possible either. It felt like his body was almost merry now!
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