Aluna Syahira Mahardika (Home or just a HOUSE?)

Chapter 6 House or just a house?

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One hard slap landed hard on Aluna's cheek. Aluna held her cheek while looking at the middle-aged lung man before her, who else if not her father.

Aluna hush. If he answers or is angry, his father will become more and more so. While on the living room sofa there are two women who are staring at him without any sense of wanting to help.

Her mother looked at her nonchalantly, while her sister smiled smugly looking at Aluna who was hit by a slap from her father.

"What time is this? You're home late again! You can't appreciate the time how can you be successful huh?! " Snapped the middle-aged man ignited Aluna's emotions.

"Success or not me, it's none of your business... After all I was only a few minutes late, "Sahut Aluna was cold while looking at her father's eyes sharp.

The middle-aged man laughed at the words Aluna said. The middle-aged lung man stared intently at Aluna and again.

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The middle-aged lung man slapped Aluna so hard that the tip of Aluna's lips was injured. Aluna was silent with a cold gaze, do not ask sick or not necessarily very sick but this was common for her since the arrival of her sister.

"We see, what you'll become... A useless child like you would not be able to succeed let alone become a famous writer! " The middle-aged man's legs while pointing at Aluna.

Aluna sighed then stood up straight in front of her father, her eyes shining with deep hatred and anger. Aluna looked at her father with a puff and said.

"I will make sure that I will become a famous writer with only my own abilities and efforts!" Firmly Aluna towards her father who smiled wryly but meaningfully.

"I don't need parents like you, don't disturb my life and take care of your child, "So continued Aluna and immediately went from there and went straight to her room.

The middle-aged man looked at his son's back, there was a sense of no longer caring even the affection as he used to feel no more. The middle-aged man snarled and gathered with his son and wife.

Aluna walked up to her room. Arriving in Aluna's room, she throws her bag on the bed and holds her cheek, which is still throbbing pain.

"Huh I'm tired, is this actually a house or just a house? " Murmured Aluna stared at the ceiling of the room listlessly.

Aluna entered the bathroom and stripped off all her clothes and immediately went into the water. It didn't take long for Aluna to take a shower.

After bathing Aluna immediately put on her clothes, then took back her laptop did not forget she brought a cold water compress and brought a snack.

Aluna took it all to the balcony of her room, it had become her habit to write her novel on the balcony of the room. Not without reason, besides there is a wind that can also make his brain much fresher.

Aluna compresses her cheeks while opening her laptop. After five minutes of compressing, Aluna removed the compress and began to focus on the laptop.

Without realizing it, his sister went into his room and looked at him with a satisfied look because it had been exposed to scolding by his father. Fathers who defend adopted children and do not consider biological children are worthy of being called fathers?

"How does it feel, brother? Tastier? " The girl smiled wickedly.

Aluna who heard it turned her head then she just lifted her thumb and then refocused on her laptop. While her sister Aluna was upset because she was not hounded by Aluna.

The little girl hoped Aluna would cry like she used to when she was first abused by her father? But now Aluna is different as usual even looks unconcerned.

"Currently, "Say the girl and get out of Aluna's room.

Aluna who saw that could only sigh and shake her head, she still could not stop thinking at her young age already had such evil thoughts.

"I don't care, it gives me a new reference haha, "Laughter Aluna was happy and re-typed on her laptop.

When Aluna was seriously typing with vigor, suddenly there was a light that calmed her eyes. Aluna could not see clearly and then she looked at the perpetrator.

Aluna gaped at the person in front of her, no more precisely the house in front of her. On the balcony was a teenage boy who had taken her.

"What's he doing there? It was disturbing, "Murm Aluna rolled her eyes in annoyance.