You Are My Sunshine
The Part 191
Michelia ran like a possessed person, she even hit some people who were passing by until they fell and continued running without apologizing to the people who were hit by her.
However, after all she was just a woman while the high posture of Wira was certainly wider and able to catch up with him even though Michelia had put all her ability to run.
It looked as if the shabby woman was running towards a narrow alley at the end of a dead end. Just as Michelia was about to turn in, Wira managed to catch up with her and scuttle her steps while still trying to keep her distance because the woman was still holding a knife in her hand.
"Where else are you running, huh? you will not be able to continuously escape and defy your obligations to make up for all your mistakes!" exclaimed the Hero who blocked access to the road Michelia with her chest jerked up and down.
Michelia was panicked and confused, her mind was deadlocked. Shadow handcuffed by police and languishing in prison continued to glide in his mind, until whenever he did not want to if he had to set foot in a prodeo hotel.
"I would rather die than be led to prison!" his screech was still with an irregular roar of breath while pulling the folding knife into his own neck.
The tall man rounded his eyes as it turned out that Michelia was already insane, he racked his brain looking for a way to stop the recklessness of the mad fugitive before him. However, the Hero would not if the serpent woman just died without making amends first, and if Michelia died when pursued by him, of course, the problem will be complicated and strange in the future.
"really? I'm not sure. If you want to die, then why keep tired of running away" said Wira while smiling slanting mockingly.
"Be quiet, Hero! I became like this because of you, too" he cried. Tucked a tinge of fear and despair in it.
"Don't use me as an excuse for your greed. You reap what you've planted, don't look for scapegoats to bestow your wrong doings!" bentak Hero.
Michelia looked riled up like a dazed person, she didn't really want to die. Such a sentence spewed from his mouth just to frighten, hoping that the Hero would falter and let his guard down so that he had a chance to escape the law again.
"Let go of me. Let go of me! I'd rather die!"
*****
At eight o'clock in the evening, a small activity was taking place in the dining room of Haris Aryasatya's mansion. A puff of freshly poured hot water vapor can be seen coming out of a glass, then the contents of the glass are mixed with cold water to create the right warm temperature.
Dara poured a few spoons of special powdered milk for pregnant women into a glass filled with water that she had formulated into lukewarm, lukewarm, stirring it slowly until it is solid to make sure the vanilla flavored water and milk are perfectly mixed into one.
After feeling the milk ready to drink, Dara pulled the spoon she used to stir, put it on the table and raised the glass. As the glass almost touched her lips, her eyes were shifted to the place where the wall clock perched sweetly.
"Why has Mas Wira not arrived at this hour yet?" muttered.
Anxiety began to crawl him, at three in the afternoon Wira sent a short message to him that he was on his way home, his estimates reached home at around six or seven in the evening.
Dara picked up the phone she put on the dining table using her right hand, while her left hand was still holding the glass. He opened contact with the name Big Baby which is none other than Wira then connect the call and stick it in the ear waiting for the husband to pick up his phone.
"Hello...."