(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Part 1
In the hot sun, a girl walks down the sidewalk. In his hand carrying two plastic packages containing food, for he gave to his two twin sisters.
He stood by the road waiting for public transport to pass. Smiling happily because on that day just received a salary.
"Aragh!" He screamed while covering his face as a car passed by and hit a puddle of water.
The former rain last night left puddles in some parts of the road.
"Well, dirty." He complained, looking annoyed at the white car that continued to drive without intending to apologize to him.
"About the rich, can be arbitrary," grumbled while cleaning the splash of water on the shirt.
Cempaka, a twenty-two-year-old girl, works at a clothing store with a salary that only suffices her own needs. However, in the hands of the girl, the meager salary money spins regularly.
Cempaka stopped when a public transport pulled over. Sit down even though some of her clothes are wet and dirty.
"Sorry, why are your clothes dirty and wet? Is not the sun hot today?" asked a middle-aged woman who was watching Cempaka.
"Here, there was a car that passed by and stepped on the puddle." He smiled kindly even though his heart was upset when he remembered the incident earlier.
"Gang Cempaka!" The driver exclaimed, then pulled the car over in front of the mouth of a narrow alley. A gang that only two people can walk through.
"Thank you, sir." Cempaka gave the fare and walked into the alley. His smile continued to be embedded imagining the happy face that would radiate in his two younger siblings.
"Sister's home!" cempaka in front of his house.
He opened his shoes and put them in their place. Smile again when he sees two pairs of shoes belonging to his twin sister.
"Rafi! Rafa! Where are you guys? Look what you brought for you!" exclaimed Cempaka while putting the package on the table.
He went into the room, hanging the bag he was carrying. Change clothes even if you haven't cleaned yourself. Then, go back out intending to accompany his two sisters to eat. However, his body immediately pecked when his hands brushed the curtains of the room.
The middle-aged man who had always troubled Cempaka's life, was sitting on a chair eating the food he brought for the Twins.
"Dad! Why did you eat that food? That's for Rafa and Rafi" Cempaka told unemployed men whose hobbies are gambling and drinking.
"They ate, now they slept. I'm hungry, look at this food, yeah just eat it. It's wrong for Dad to eat it!" the man was no less fierce.
Cempaka clenched both hands of emotion, his jaw hardened withstanding the furious turmoil that burned his soul. He chose to leave the man, went into his sister's room to check.
His heart warmed, the twins looked peaceful in sleep. His steps swayed slowly, the closer he got the more awkward looks on the two faces. They looked as pale as all lifeless bodies.
Cempaka sat on the edge of their bed, checking their body temperature. Chilly. His hands touched the tiny body, making sure he didn't feel wrong. Falling tears Cempaka, with his hands shaking he put both fingers under their nostrils.
Cempaka's breath choked in his throat, his chest rising and descending hunting the air. Unwilling to believe it, he dropped his head on the chest of the two. Pasting their ears hearing their heartbeat.
"Rapha! Rafi! Wake up! You guys just fell asleep, didn't you? You guys are fucking brother, aren't you? Wake up, let's get up!" Cempaka shook the two stiff bodies, his tears were getting rushing down.
"Rapha! Rafi! You heard Brother's voice, didn't you? Awake, darling! We go for a walk to the park, today's payday brother. Awake, Rafa! Rafi!" Cempaka screamed loudly, when he realized the two children were gone.
He dropped the bodies between them, hugged them both while crying hysterically. While the man at the dinner table, indifferent and still continue eating.
"Who did this to you? Wh who? Awake, Rafa! Rafi! Brother's home, baby. Let's go to the park with Brother," lamented Cempaka squeezed their bedsheets firmly.
However, no matter how hard he called, no matter how loud he screamed, the two bodies did not move at all. The sound of the glass being slammed was quite loud, making Cempaka aware that there was someone else in the house. The only person who is the prime suspect.
Cempaka moved, bringing with him his heightened emotions. His hands brushed the curtains violently, his eyes narrowed sharply. The man who sat there, the man who repeatedly tried to snatch his honor, the man who had the title of father, but did not deserve the nickname.
Cempaka's steps felt heavy, not that he did not dare to come to the man. It's just that his two younger siblings' bodies continue to loom in the pelupuk.
Her tears fell as if she was racing ahead of each other. Both hands clenched firmly, jaws hardened, pupils sharpened, red filled with flames of anger.
"What do you think I'm doing?" He asked without panicking at all.
"You killed my two brothers. YOU KILLED THEM!" cempaka screams with a roaring breath of emotion.
The man glared while smiling. It was as if it was a joy to hear the twins die.
"So they're dead? Good, they're just bothering you anyway. Ask for this and that without wanting to work and make money. If they're gone, then your money is for me" the man quipped with a bubbling laugh.
Cempaka increasingly tightly clenched his hands until some of his nails stuck on the flesh of the palm. The blood is seeping, no longer painful.
"Civilized! You're a jerk, Baron! You don't deserve to be a father! You're cruel, you have no feelings!" Cempaka tried to attack his father, but was easily pushed aside by the Baron.
With Cempaka's hands blocked strong, grimacing the girl felt pain and tenderness in her wrist.
"Deliver!" Cempaka thrashed, but Baron had no intention of letting go.
He threw the skinny body of Cempaka to hit the table and chair. Cempaka was about to rise up against him, but the Baron quickly kicked his body.
Bugh!
Plaque!
One slap landed on Cempaka's cheek, leaving a trail of four flushed fingers as well as a red liquid seeping through.
"Listen, tomorrow you'll marry lord Caesar. If they were still alive it would definitely be a hindrance to you being the conglomerate's wife. I don't want to know, you have to be willing to be his wife" Baron said, accusing Cempaka of cruel face.
"I don't want to! Who will marry a married man! I don't want to!" reject Cempaka firmly anyway.
He frowned holding the pain at the corner of his injured lip. The Baron's wish would never have been fulfilled.
"If you refuse, I will burn the bodies of the two children. Remember, Cempaka. He paid you dearly. Don't let me down. Do your duty as a filial son." He moved near the body of Cempaka. A wicked smile threatens not to play games.
"You remember, Cempaka. If you refuse, I'll burn the bodies of your two beloved sisters." He threatened again.
"They're your children!"
"I don't care." The baron shook his head while flicking his lips.
Cempaka softened, her cries getting hysterical. There was no choice for him but to accept even with a heavy heart.
"Don't! Don't burn their bodies. I will obey your will, but please bury them properly. Please bury my two sisters next to their mother. Help me!" pinta Cempaka was prying at the man.
The baron laughed out loud, satisfied with the decision Cempaka had taken.
"good. Tomorrow I'll buy you some nice clothes, and you'll have to wear them at a meeting with Mr. Caesar. Don't reject it!" threatening Baron reminds Cempaka.
"I'm willing to bury your two sisters properly, but after you promise not to leave" he said, squinting sharply.
"Yes, I promise." Cempaka. His hands resting on the floor gripped the empty air.
Damnit damnit! If only the rich master's request was not Cempaka's virginity ....
He swore.
