(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 2

Brugh!

The baron threw a parcel over the body of Cempaka who sat hugging his knees in the room. The girl is still saddened by the passing of her two favorite sisters.

"Wear it for tomorrow. Now, get back to work. Don't you have to go back to your workplace?" ketus Baron who leaned on the doorpost of Cempaka room while chugging his drink.

Cempaka fell silent, locking his mouth tightly. Didn't want to respond to Baron's rant about the clothes or the man.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go back to your job?" fiercely while throwing an empty bottle of drink in front of Cempaka's body.

The girl jumped, but didn't make her move. The sound of shard shards that some parts of Cempaka's feet hit, which made the girl surprised.

The angry baron walked quickly to his son. Pulling Cempaka's hand firmly, forced him to get up and get back to work.

"Deliver! You can't force me, Baron! I don't want to work!" chanted Cempaka as she broke into tears.

The girl's red eyes were blocked, hitting the two Baron beads which were also flushed red. Alcohol had taken possession of the man, depriving him of his consciousness. He took Cempaka's hair, grabbed it very strongly.

"You and the two twins are just like your mother, which is usually just troublesome. Go!" Baron threw down Cempaka's body, making him stagger forward.

"Go! And bring me more money!" The baron played two fingers. He smiled cynically, stepping over the body of Cempaka who was still lying on the floor.

There was nothing she could do, Cempaka wiped her tears. Rise up and promise yourself that you will never cry again. Hurry up to change clothes, and defy her bag. Really, he didn't want to go anywhere that day. Just want to be pensive in his room that does not have a door leaf.

Cempaka stops the step, the temples knead when the pain throbbed. His eyes were twitching, he had forgotten that he had not filled his stomach all day.

"I have to go to the pharmacy" he murmured, sighing to strengthen himself to be able to walk to the nearest pharmacy.

Cempaka asked for headache medicine to the pharmacy waiter, waiting while grimacing to endure the pain. In his hand had been clenched a bottle of mineral water to help him take the medicine.

He accepted when his order came. However, when you want to pay someone to invade his body.

"Aragh!" Cempaka fell on the floor, looking up at the panicked-faced male figure. Handsome, but annoying.

"Quick! I need medicine for my mother" he said hurriedly. He gave the recipe in hand, waiting impatiently.

Cempaka stood up, not at all concerned about his actions that did not apologize. He is lazy, does not want to argue or fight with his mouth. Moreover, when hearing the word mother is called. Cempaka recalled his late mother who died due to his inability to buy medicine.

"Duh! Over where? Holy hooch! I forgot to bring my wallet!" squealed the man, making Cempaka's forehead frown. He was counting the money to pay for the medicine.

"Do you really need this?" The pharmacy asked.

Cempaka silently listened.

"Yes, I need it most. Wasn't it! Not me, but my mom" she was sad.

Silent. Whether the man or the pharmacy waiter, both were silent. Cempaka glanced at the note the man had to pay. He sighed, spending some money that would be used to take the streets of his twin sisters.

As for him, astonished to hear the girl he hit paying for the medicine. He looked at the girl's face, pecking her in memory. Without saying much, Cempaka left the pharmacy and boarded the public transport.

"Hi, wait!" The man chased, but the angkot took Cempaka away quickly.

"Who's the girl? I didn't even get to thank him. One day I want to see him again. God, do you hear my prayer? I want to see him again." He muttered, then sighed.

Staring at the medicine plastic in hand, then passed leaving the dispensary. His heart was endlessly wondering, about who the girl who had helped him was. Hope for the next meeting, continues to fill hearts.

****

At the crossroads, Cempaka was stunned. Think about what happened that day. Sandwiched in the heart it was time to fight the Baron.

"I can't just stay quiet. The man had gone too far, what he did was fatal. I can't be afraid, I'll report it to the police. He should get the punishment," muttered Cempaka with his two manics that exuded a strong determination.

Grasping a small bottle he found in the kitchen, Cempaka believes it is the bottle of poison that Baron used to kill his two younger siblings. He turned to the police station.

Cempaka pecked in front of the building, doubts began to present disturbing his purpose. He sighed, the hand grip on the plastic-wrapped bottle was getting stronger.

"I must not be weak, I must be sure that what I am doing is right. For Rafa and Rafi's sake, for my freedom. If the man is imprisoned, then there will be no one to rule my life. I can freely make a choice, and most importantly that forced marriage will never happen." Cempaka reassured his heart, resumed his steps to enter the law enforcement office building.

"Good afternoon, sir!" greet Cempaka to the police officer on guard.

"Good afternoon, Miss. Can we help you?" the police reply while looking at the face of the girl in front of him. There was also a bruise from a slap on the cheek making them suspect he was a victim of violence.

Cempaka was stunned, thinking of the threat of the Baron who would burn the bodies of his two brothers. However, his heart and mind continued to convince him to continue with his intentions. He took a deep breath and threw it away slowly.

"I ... I'd like to report my father, sir. He's been persecuting me as well as my two sisters, even ... even ...." Cempaka was stunned when the shadow of his two sisters who were stiffened flashed through his mind.

"Yes, Miss?"

Cempaka sighed, too sick to remember all that. He was determined to end it all.

"He killed my two sisters by poisoning their food, sir. He also threatened me to burn their bodies if I complained to the authorities. Help me, Sir. Help me!" lamented Cempaka cupped both hands in front of his bowed face.

"You have proof?" The police will not act rashly.

Cempaka handed the plastic-wrapped bottle to them. "Maybe this could be evidence. I suspect this is the bottle of poison that he used to kill them."

The police took it and examined it. Immediately the arrest warrant went down, and they rushed to the Baron's house. Police also dismantled the graves of Cempaka's two sisters to perform an autopsy on the bodies of both.

"Durrect son! Just watch out for you, if I can get away with it, I'll kill you!" baron threatened him when the police drove him into the car.

Cempaka stared, staring at the departure of the Baron brought by the police. There were many questions from residents who gathered, but Cempaka was lazy to respond and chose to enter the house. Lock it up, disappear from everyone.