I'm Waiting for Your Widow
What's Happening?

Lala's petite body staggered as Dimitri pulled her tight, even Dimitri clutched her hand tightly until he reached Dimitri's room to let go of Lala's hand and looked at Lala sharply.

Plaque!!

Dimitri's hand just floated in Lala's face, until Lala fell on the bed. Don't ask how much it hurts, because the slap isn't as painful as his heart is right now. The incident that he had just experienced made Lala could only be silent in her bad thoughts, Lala's tears did not stop flowing considering the faces of the men who had just harassed her.

"See this!" Dimitri pointed at the red mark on Lala's nape, "What have you guys done?!" dimitri asked in anger.

Lala now turned to look at Dimitri, and he was confused by the sign Dimitri meant.

"Why are you staring at me like that?!" dimitri asked, then he pulled Lala back to the front of the large mirror attached to the wall, "Look carefully, look there are many signs of this proving that you've become a cheap woman!" Dimitri pointed at the glass and there were several red marks visible on Lala's nape.

Hix.....

Lala was crying from not being able to see herself, Lala was sure the bastards had already desecrated her. At first Lala was still hoping not yet, but the red mark seemed to say already.

"Why crying!" Dimitri threw Lala down, and Lala fell on the floor again.

Hiks...hiks.....

Lala came back crying with a tight cry even she was disgusted at herself, the pain really made her feel like there was no point anymore.

"Stop crying! You have dared me! You ran away from home just to be able to do something depraved with that bastard, didn't you?!" guess Dimitri.

Dimitri had no idea about what Lala had just experienced, all he knew was that Lala was with Dimas. And Dimitri was convinced that the red mark was the result of Lala having been indecent with Dimas.

"I hate traitors!" indignant Dimitri, he pulled Lala into the bathroom and turned on the cold shower. Lala's body was instantaneous in the water jubilee, regardless of the day was still too dark. Even the clock was still at 03:20 but without him Dimitri's heart was too sick to think Lala was betraying her, "Never get out of here, before I get you out!" dimitri growled and he just left.

Lala was only silent under the shower that continued to wet her body, she could only cry while hugging her own body. Lala also does not want to go from under the shower, because she hopes the former of the evil man can be lost from his body.

"Has everything happened? I hate it, I'm dirty" said Lala on the sidelines of her sobs that grew increasingly bitter.

Three hours had passed, Lala was still under the shower. Her body was wet, her face was pale, even Lala was already unconscious.

Cleks.

The door opened, Dimitri went back into the room. He wanted to make sure that if Lala did not escape again like here, Dimitri's eyes stared at every corner of his room. But his eyes did not see Lala's whereabouts there, instantly Dimitri's ears heard the splashing of water coming from the bathroom.

Dimitri's feet now walked towards the bathroom, and he opened the door. Sure enough Lala was still under the flaming shower, Dimitri saw her watch. Lala's been there long enough, almost three hours.

"Hey Bagun!" Dimitri crouched down and tried to wake Lala up, but Lala could not help but be completely unconscious.

Dimitri quickly lifted Lala's body and laid her on the bed, after asking Art the woman to change Lala's clothes. Now there's a doctor checking Lala's condition.

"He fainted master, and his body was very weak. Maybe he didn't eat for days either" the doctor explained.

"No eating?" dimitri asked in surprise, "Do you think I'm poor!!!" dimitri was humiliated.

"No sir, I'm just telling you the state of the patient" the doctor said, so Dimitri wouldn't beat him up.

Dimitri now turns to look at Lala, he wonders if it is true that Lala did not eat for several days. Dimitri now sits at the dining table, he gathers all the Art. Especially the Art chief who had to explain all this well.

All lined up in an elongated row, they lowered their heads while looking at Dimitri. The faces of the Artists looked anxious and frightened, until all just looked down.

"Did you never give my wife anything to eat?!" ask Dimitri to the point.

All was silent and no one dared to speak, until Dimitri was furious and he kicked down the dining table.

Brak!!!

All were shocked in shock, because so loud was the sound of a bang heard.

"My jaw! Don't you have ears!" sergeant Dimitri.

"Sorry sir," one of Art's chiefs tried to vent to speak, "But you yourself asked us not to give a single grain of rice to the young Madam, and we went along," said the head of Art.

Crangs!

Dimitri broke a neatly arranged glass on the dining table, after which he got up from his seat.

Dimitri recalled well, he did say that to Art's head for wanting to torture Lala all out. Hoping that his revenge on Lala's father soon paid off, the heartache of the woman he once snatched away just made it dark. Until he wants to continue to torture Lala for the sake of his heartache avenged.

But now there is something strange, Dimitri seemed to regret for making Lala what he is today. He also knew that Lala was walking to the campus because all the ATMs and Lala's cell phone had been confiscated, there were no expensive items attached to Lala's body all she took except the ring when they were married.

Dimitri now returned to the room and wanted to see Lala, and it turned out that Lala had regained consciousness and she was sitting while hugging her knees. Lala's pale face and all the poignant taste she could only endure without being overflowing, no one knew what she was thinking now. Lala was completely disgusted at herself.

"Let's eat" said Dimitri and gave a plate containing food that had just been delivered to Lala.

Lala just kept quiet while hugging her knees, there was nothing she could say apart from such a deep wound.

"Master's calling from the hospital" said an Art man who made Lala look directly at Art.

Dimitri moved his hand and asked Art to give him the phone.