Among Thousand Journeys

Sprained Girls Other Nations

walking, now they have five people..

I tried to move the body, but in vain.

Ah I'm completely powerless, incapable

against it altogether, they raped me all-out😣, what are these people?

I don't understand, if I cry, then say I was raped, it must be a laughingstock😑..

So tomorrow I decided to go back to the boarding school, to ask Kyai for a solution.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Kosasih I also went home.

Until the boarding school Kyai just smiled

seeing me being lackluster,

“Papa is just jin-jin

naughty women.” Kyai said,

“But Kyai..”

“Udah later invite the Jauhari, the same as Majid, the,

to accompany.” said Kyai comforted me.

Tomorrow I go to the place of sir

Cossever.. I didn't work that day, so

I was told to rest first, after

talk to Mr. Kosasih until two

twelve nights, we went to sleep

side by side.

Now I'll see what the reaction is

that woman.

Of course the incident that happened to me I did not tell my three friends.

Apparently the three of us experienced different things.

Majid's legs were raised and twisted, round and round,

while Jauhari was sentenced to a small child about

nine years old, occupied his chest and

beaten up her face on the bruise, her black face getting blacker, while I was still raped😥.

Actually, my two friends were scared, and took me back to the cottage, but my painting responsibilities were a little more done, so I persuaded them to accompany me last night again, because the next morning we told each other so we knew each other's story.

“Entar malem I who sleep in your place aja mas, let me understand how it feels

raped, cook me made bruised like gini.”

Stay away from the protests, and I will.

So after work, we went to bed, feeling tense. As per Jauhari's request, I also occupy the place of Jauhari, and Jauhari occupies my bed, at half-four

His ugly face grew worse, and I

very weak for serving five women😑, my waist really hurt, snoring like no oil anymore, while Majid bored because all night his legs lifted up and on the computers.

But I invited them both to go back to sleep, because of time

dawn was long, that's when I saw it

the door of Musholla entered fifteen beautiful women,

the various colors of his clothes were also small children scaly snakes, herded by a hunchback grandfather carrying a whip, appearing fifteen women and the little boy was afraid, submissive. Ctar..! The whip was whipped, the women screamed.

“Let's apologize, you guys have been bothering the

santri Kyaixxxx, quickly apologize.!” snapped

the old man, the,

fearfully the women apologized, then they were led by the grandfather, out of the musholla, I soon woke up. Looking for a bath tomorrow. At a well near the musholla, then join the prayer at dawn

musholla, and when Kyai Mashuri took me

playing at his house I refused subtly.

Since the work is done, I and

my friends also want to go home to sir

Cossever.

I was ordered if I needed a job

please come, because there are many

I have to paint.

When saying goodbye, Pak Kosasih told me about his past history of this restaurant. According to his story before becoming a restaurant, this place is a ravine

deep, often happens

accidents, sometimes the brides are one

cars enter the ravine, all of them died in accidents, there is one family in the car all died in accidents enter the ravine.

There was also a truck of campaign troupe entering the gorge,

not all of them die, but eventually of people

who did not die in this accident is known, he said,

that every car that actually wretched

the road is still ordinary, straight, but I don't know

why is the car suddenly in the middle and

slide down the ravine.

Seeing the number of accidents, Mr. Kosasih

also buy a ravine and land around it, then built a large restaurant, in the hope of utilizing empty land and more importantly no more accidents. But the hope of Mr. Kosasih, just hope, proof until now the accident in the area.. Seriate..