It was already 11.00 PM, Pooja was still not asleep. Actually she felt sleepy but it was very difficult to sleep in that cramped prison cell. Pooja remembered what brought her there. Pooja regrets her carelessness. Pooja also remembered her parents, who knows what Dalton and Diana would feel now if they found out that Pooja was in jail for committing murder. Apart from that, Pooja is also thinking about Davidson. Davidson must be very angry because Pooja killed Xavier who is Davidson's nephew.“Hey, little sisters! Why haven't you slept yet?"Pooja was surprised when Rachel suddenly scolded her.“Oh, Rachel. I just—”“I know, you must not feel comfortable sleeping here, right?”Pooja nodded her head. “I miss my family too,” Pooja said later.Rachel immediately smiled faintly when she heard Pooja's answer. “As I thought, before entering here, you were a lucky woman. You know, I've never been jealous of people who have a lot of wealth. But I've always envied people who have families.”"
Secretly, Anthony followed Agler so that Anthony saw Agler frequently visiting the prison. Anthony sought information from a prison warden about what Agler was doing there.“Mr Agler used to come here every day to meet prisoner 5432 named Pooja Dalton. But prisoner 5432 has not been in the prison cell for one week. According to reports from other wardens, Mr Agler has rented a private cell for prisoner 5432.” A warden who is a spy gives a report to Anthony."What does the private cell look like?""The private cell is like a hotel room.""I see."After getting the report, Anthony went straight to Lucas.“What are you meeting me for, Anthony? I don't need you anymore! You can't be relied on," Lucas said when he saw Anthony."I have some important information for you, sir," Anthony replied."What is it?"“Agler provided a private cell for Pooja. The prison warden said that the private room was like a hotel room.”Lucas' jaw immediately stiffened when he heard Anthony's words. “Damn it! I
In the morning, Davidson called Agler who had just come out of his room. "Agler, I have something to talk to you about," Davidson said."I am sorry, Grandpa. I was in a hurry. How about we talk about it tonight?" Agler looked evasive.Despite Agler's words, Davidson said, "Haven't you divorced Pooja yet?"Of course that made Agler's eyes widen. "What does Grandpa mean to talk to me like that? I already told you, I will never leave Pooja let alone divorce her.""But I no longer approve of her as my grandaughter-in-law.""So what?" Agler seemed to challenge his grandfather. "If I keep Pooja then you will kick me out of this house? I am willing to lose everything as long as I can be with Pooja."Davidson immediately fell silent at Agler's words. Davidson didn't want to force Agler again to divorce Pooja, because Agler could really get out of the house.At the same time, Ghani suddenly came up to Agler and he said, "There's a fire in the jail, sir."Agler was wide-eyed at Ghani's words, a
In the morning, when everyone is awake, Pooja is still sleeping.“She looks thinner than the first time we saw her. I became more and more sure, something bad must have happened to her.” Oca muttered while looking at Pooja who was still sleeping.“I still believe in my initial hunch. She must have been made to serve the jailers for the last two weeks. You know how many jailers are here, there are so many of them. And she serves them alone. She should have asked me for help, I am more experienced about serving men. You know, I once experienced having sex with a gangbang, there were twenty of them. It was a very interesting experience in my opinion. Oh, I miss that kind of sensation.” Rachel raved too.While Oca and Yessy just stared at her with a flat look. Rachel knew her friends didn't like her jokes. “Okay, maybe our sense of humor is different. Nevermind. Just forget what I said earlier. Let's focus again on Pooja. What do you think, should we wake her up now or should we wait for
"Good morning, honey! Wake up! I've prepared breakfast for you, Darling…”Someone gently stroked Agler's head. Agler stared at the figure in disbelief. “Pooja? How could you be here?" Agler asked in a low voice.Pooja frowned. “Hey, what do you mean asking like that? I'm always here, I'm always near you. I never go anywhere, Agler.”When he heard that, Agler immediately hugged Pooja in a very tight hug. “Pooja, please don't disappear again, darling! I really can't live without you." Agler whispered.“Uh, you look thin and pale. You must not have exercised this week. Rise from your bed, darling! I'll accompany you to exercise!” Pooja pulled Agler's hand gently."Come on follow me!" Pooja comes out of the room. She headed for a large field that Agler didn't recognize.“Pooja? What place is this? Aren't we going to exercise? Why did you bring you here instead?” agler rolled his eyes. But when Agler turned to Pooja again, he didn't see Pooja anymore. “Pooja? Pooja? Pooja, where are you! P
Jesselyn arrived at John F. Kennedy International Airport at ten in the evening, just as New York was starting to get covered in snow, when the city that never sleeps looked noticeably quieter than usual. Jesselyn tightened her jacket that was not too thick. He did not anticipate that it was winter in America. Yes, it's understandable, his departure to the city was really sudden, he had absolutely no preparation.The twenty-one year old girl struggled to move her legs before her joints were all frozen by a bone-chilling chill. He rushed into a taxi and asked the taxi driver to take him to Tribeca, a housing estate in Lower Manhattan, New York. His only goal is to meet Reyhan, his older brother.The taxi was traveling at moderate speed. The driver is a man of black race who seems to have lived in New York for a long time, as evidenced by the way he interacts with tourists in the city and his service will make travelers feel comfortable.Actually, Jesselyn had not come to that city for
"I love you Jesselyn, I really do." That voice whispered right on Jesselyn's nape, making all the fine hairs on her body stand up. She turned to look at the man's face, the same man from the previous day, the same man from three years ago."If one day I'm not beautiful anymore, will you still love me?" she asked.The figure before him smiled. "Until all your skin is wrinkled and until all your hair is white, honey," he replied with a warm kiss on the forehead."If one day, something bad happens to me or my family, will you still love me?" asked Jesselyn again.The man smiled again, his gaze still the same, a look that according to Jesselyn was the most honest look in the world. The boy stroked Jesselyn's hair gently. "I will be your shield. I will protect you," he said.Then Jesselyn threw herself into the man's arms. There was not a shred of doubt in his heart. For Jesselyn, the man is the mate that God has outlined for her.Until, slowly, Jesselyn felt the hug loosen, keep loosening
After a week, Jesselyn was finally able to fully recover. Not only physically, but also mentally. He begins to accept the reality of the life he is currently living. He begins to accept the problems that befell his family, and learns to let go of his fallen fetus.That morning, Jesselyn had breakfast at the same table with Kristina."Madam, I feel quite recovered," Jesselyn said."Yeah, I think so too. Are you ready to work?” replied Kristina.Despite his doubts, Jesselyn still nodded her head. He can't just live in that luxurious house with such guaranteed facilities. Jesselyn is truly indebted to Kristina."I have a big business." Kristina started her explanation. “I employ more than one hundred and five women as commercial sex workers in this city. My business has hundreds of customers.”Jesselyn felt her breath hitch. It turned out that his guess was right. So, will he be asked to do the same job? Jesselyn never imagined that she would undergo such kind of work.Kristina put down