MY HUSBAND IS NOT A MURDERER
EPISODE 012

Igor finally remembered the incident. Fredrik continues to sniff and even hits him in the back and injures him with a knife, simply because Igor has more than he receives.

“I'm sure Arthur will take revenge on me. I'm sure it's gonna happen. Then, I ask you for help, sir,” said Fredrik terrified.

“You'd better suspect someone else has called you. Arthur's long dead, so, there's no way he's threatening you or killing you.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Yes. I'm pretty sure of that, so, you better forget all about her.”

“Gosh. That's a real relief. He ran away and disappeared after killing someone. He should not deserve to live. You agree with that, don't you?”

“Yes, you're right. For others, such a person would rather die, than have a long life.”

Igor hung up the phone.

***

The sound of lightning roaring loudly filled the sky, accompanied by heavy rain that flushed the entire city of Vladivostok evenly.

The wind blew hard on the leaves and stalks of trees. Making some withered tree trunks start to fall littering the streets around.

Igor stands in front of the police station, where Eva's work is located. He carries a black umbrella and waits for Eva's return.

Shortly thereafter, “Honey!” Eva came and approached Igor and immediately hugged him.

Some officers on duty picket night were envious, when they saw Eva hugging Igor. They both looked romantic that night.

“What's with your face?” Igor asked, looking at Eva's cheeks that had been covered with plaster.

“Ah, this. It'sit's okay. I was just hit by a glass shard I dropped earlier.”

“Wah, actually I really like the rain, but, this time the rain was too heavy accompanied by thunderous rumblings and windstorms that scared me a little,” Eva held Igor's hand.

Igor smiled and opened his umbrella. “Then, let's go home soon. Not supposed to be a cop in the slightest rain.”

“Good. Let's go home.” The two of them walked together under one umbrella, heading into the car.

“Darling, I really want to eat ramen tonight. Ramen is very suitable to eat when it rains like this.”

“Hmm. Sounds fine. All right, let's cook when we get home.”

***

At 2 am in the basement where Roy was held. A few burgers wrapped in plastic were carried by Igor.

“Is this delicious?” ask Igor.

Roy is shocked and immediately wakes up from his sleep, when he hears Igor's voice. Roy slept in a tied sitting position and his mouth was stuffed with cloth, only leaning his head against the wall behind him.

Igor took out some of the burgers, fed them to Roy.

“I asked. Is this burger really good?”

Roy opened his mouth wide like a hungry crocodile and bit the burger.

“Fuck with it. Do you think I care about the taste? I ate it just because I wanted to stay alive,” Roy said.

“Eat! I'm sure it tastes good. I went all the way to your residence just to buy this burger there.”

Roy was surprised to hear Igor's words. He wondered why Igor would buy him a burger.

“In other words, this burger will be the last food found inside your stomach when medics autopsies your corpse.”

“HOEKKK!!!!”

Roy regurgitated the burger after hearing Igor's words.

Roy is scared to death, after thinking that Igor has cared for him.

Igor just smiled cynically seeing Roy scared. Even if he said that, Igor just thought it was a joke, which he could not do.

A few pills were taken out of Igor's pocket and put him in a glass of water.

“Hey, what else is medicine? You really want to kill me? Why are you so easy to kill someone?”

“Easy? You think this is easy? By the way, how many pounds do you weigh? Seventy or eighty?”

Igor crushed the pill using a spoon, to dissolve it with water.

“After taking this pill, you will fall asleep unconscious. Do you think it would be easy, if I had to lift your body into my car?”

“No, Arthur! Nay! Don't do that! Please don't do that!”

*BYAR!!!

Roy put away the glass with his head by heading the glass until it broke. A few pieces of glass were scattered on the basement floor.

Igor smiled back. Roy still thinks that Igor is really going to kill him.

But not so. Igor just wanted to make Roy fall asleep quickly so he could calm down by taking medicine from him.

“Please!!! In here!!!! Save me!!!! I'm being held in the basement! Someone wants to kill me here! Help me!!!! Detective Eva!!! Your husband is a murderer!”

Roy screamed and pleaded for help to anyone who listened. He even went back to crying out of fear, but his efforts were only in vain. No one could hear his voice in the basement.

Igor just sat there smiling at Roy's behavior. He was very happy to make Roy afraid of what he considered a joke.

Roy is still very scared because Igor is talking as if he wants to kill Roy. But not so the truth.

“Hey, Crazy Psychopath! Let me live. I'll do everything you tell me to do. Let me live, Arthur!!”

“If I ask you something, can you answer it honestly?”

“Ya, sure. Whatever it is, I will answer it honestly! I swear.” Roy's eyes glared hoping Igor would let go.

“You uploaded an article on the internet a few years ago. These. Read that out loud.”

Igor carries Roy's phone and tells him to read his own article.

Roy swallowed with fear. He looked like he was harboring something even his biggest secret that he had been hiding all along.

“‘I am a 17 year old girl who wants to be a screenwriter. The main character in this scenario once helped someone to commit a crime, without knowing it was against the law.’”

“‘The main character itself is a reporter as well as a journalist. Roughly what losses will be experienced, if someone knows his past?’”

Roy stopped and went back to gulping.

“Who told you to stop?” Igor looked at Roy who was very panicked.

“‘What if someone has died because of that main character?’”

After filling out that article. Igor put Roy's phone back in his pocket, then sat down and grabbed Roy's shoulder.

“Is that your own true story?” ask Igor.

“Not.” Roy shook his head in fear.

“You really don't know?”

“I mean it, Arthur. I don't know anything about that.”

“From your words, may I conclude something according to my own assumptions?”