My Poor Secretary's
The Part 52

If Danzel is currently busy playing with Gwen's two children in her new apartment, another thing with Alcie who is still loyal is in the iron bars at the police station.

The medusa woman became a temporary prisoner as a result of disturbing the comfort of others. He was not united with the criminals who were in prison for only getting a penalty to deter them.

All of Alcie Glee's belongings are temporarily detained by the police until the time of the sentence is over or if anyone dares to vouch for the woman.

“Hei! give me one more chance to call my relative,” Alcie's pinta on one of the police officers who just delivered her lunch.

“You finish your meal first, after that come with me!” tell that officer. He will not prohibit or refuse if there are temporary prisoners who will contact relatives as guarantors because it is their right to ask for it. But it is also his duty as a police officer to secure those who commit offences. So he'll keep an eye on Alcie Glee while he's there.

Before eating, Alcie saw a food tray made of stainless steel. He stuck his tongue out as if he was vomiting. The food was like porridge but it was a mushroom soup that looked more like a vomit person, a piece of bread, a few pieces of fruit, and a vegetable salad. “Can't you give me a better dish than this? This food is not worth getting into my stomach!” his protest. “Every day you give me food that is like a hard man, indeed you do not see if I am a future wife of a rich man?!” jolt with arrogance.

Alcie is still in police custody unchanged. Making the officer who is now standing in front of the medusa was also shaking his head. “Please finish your meal, Miss!” emphatically. “Thanks you can still eat, many people out there are lacking!” his advice. “An hour I'll go back to pick up the food tray, if you still want to contact your relatives, then finish the meal!” her word.

The officer decided to leave Alcie. He also has to take care of the work of the others, if serving prisoners while one can-can make it too late to complete the task.

Inevitably, Alcie had to finish off the bad meal. He has no taste for chewing. Many times want to vomit because imagine if the cutlery used by others as well.

“Argh ... can be crazy I've been here long!” alcie shouted, throwing the spoon in his hand to hit the forehead of one of the people who was also being held there.

“Hei! Already noisy, dare you also hurt my forehead!” sniped the guy. She was a tattooed woman, a temporary prisoner there due to frequent street races.

“What?!” Alcie is no less challenging. He rolled his arm up. “How dare you be with me?!” He stood with his jaw hardened. There really is no grace, she is just like a street woman who lives an affair.

“Cuih!” The tattooed woman stood up, revealing her hand muscles. Walk closer to Alcie.

Alcie Glee swallows her saliva at the sight of her cellmate. When she sat down, she looked very small and helpless. It turned out that standing up was so horrible.