"This is because I wear blush-on. You won't know the name of the make-up, which is used on the cheek so that the face blushes," said Meta again.
"But when I left earlier, I didn't see your cheeks were red, Tita. So, when did you wear that rouge?"
Feeling unable to move, Meta finally tiptoed. Then she kissed his lips a little deeper. After she kissed him, Meta's eyes bulged, her hands on his hips while looking at Yoga.
"Let my husband be quiet, he already knows his wife is embarrassed, use it to be explained again. Yes, I'm embarrassed, why? I don't have experience making someone comfortable in bed," she answered. Her face turned red again, even though her brain had already printed thousands of moves to make a Yoga bow under her feet.
"Oh yeah, no experience... at all?" Yoga teased again, walking closer to Meta until Meta spontaneously took a step back.
Today Almira looks impatient waiting for noon, she remembers her small chat with one of her friends in the detention cell. Her eyes caught her new friend who was now looking at her while raising an eyebrow, Almira returned the gaze with a sly smile.
"So, if you dare to pay me five million. I will tell you how to get out of this prison. You can get out without being caught, and after that, you move far away from here. I'm sure, over time this case will disappear by itself, and you can go back to your city without tasting the rottenness of living in iron bars. How about that?" the beginning of the conversation when the two were having breakfast.
Almira, who at that time didn't seem to really care about anyone, was immediately excited, listening to it with interest and obedience.
"Seriously, only five million?" asked Almira with interest, the short-haired woman nodded with certainty, then she looked at Almira with her sharp gaze. "Then if you really can get people out of prison. Why are you still lingering here? Shouldn't you have gotten out easily?" investigate Almira again.
"Well, this is my business. If I leave, how will I live? So, the only way for me to earn money is by spending more time in prison! So what? Do you want it or not? here, right? That's why I offer it to you."
It seemed that Almira had been thinking for a long time, making the woman a little annoyed. As she got up from her seat she said, "That's okay, if you don't want to, I can offer this to your friend who is a rich man. I think I'll give her fifty million, she'll want to."
"Uh, wait!" stop Almira. She then looked to the right and left, then she grabbed the woman's arm to sit back down. "Okay, I agree. But, how do you pay?" she asked.
"Ask your lawyer to give it to my friend. Later at AM 10, My friend will be here as my lawyer. After that, in the afternoon I will release you from here without a single policeman knowing."
"Okay, I'll take care of the payment problem."
Again, Almira smiled. Then she looked at Vera with a smirk.
"Why you? You don't like living here anymore?" asked Almira, as Vera seemed to be hugging her knees. Her body looks bruised but Almira feels happy to see the suffering of the woman who is now sitting alone.
"Hei! Don't sit there! That's my territory!" shouted one of the occupants of the same cell as them.
Vera's jaw tightened, then she stood looking at the old woman. This is the umpteenth time, the debate between the rest of the inhabitants of this cell. She didn't even know how long she felt she could afford to be here any longer.
"This is your territory?" Vera said while looking at the person. "Does it say your territory here? Did you buy this land? Or are you just claiming to own your territory?"
Brakkk!!
Vera, who wanted to sit down, was immediately kicked by the woman until she fell perfectly. Then, the woman invited her friends to attack Vera, by covering Vera's body with the blanket that was there. They trampled on Vera's body in droves and some even hit her with a chair.
After they felt that Vera's body didn't move, they arranged the body in a corner and then covered it well, pretending that Vera was asleep.
And everyone there looked at each other, with their evil smiles. As if, doing so is a normal thing. As if it had become their habit.
"You know who the ruler here is?" the woman asked, putting one foot on the chair. The others immediately sat down on their knees with fearful expressions on their faces.
"Mayu!" they shouted loudly.
"So, anyone, let alone a new person here, dares to argue, in various ways, especially against me. They will definitely feel like her!"
"Yes!"
"Hey, what are you guys doing!" One of the police who were guarding approached them, making the figure called Mayu pretend to be sitting with a bunch of other inmates.
"No, Madam! We're just playing!" she answered casually as if nothing had happened.
"So, who's in that corner? Why is she there?" asked the police again, who saw Vera lying on her back wrapped in a blanket.
"Oh this, this Vera, ma'am. She said she wanted to sleep because she couldn't sleep last night. Usually, rich people go to jail for a lot of drama. It's her turn to sleep, lying as if someone fainted."
"Well, don't make a fuss, okay!" said the police again then she left.
On the other hand, Vera, who was actually still conscious, could only limp while trying to get up. Her eyes felt hot, between being annoyed at always being the subject of bullying here, and she was feeling really annoyed with the people here. But she couldn't do anything but stay here quietly. After all, she begged a hundred times to the lawyer and her father was all in vain, no one cared about her.