Changing Destiny: The Goddess

Chapters 10. Injury of the Eye

Dusk turned soft when a pair of legs of the Goddess rested on the path that decorated green rice plants. The orange color hue that was previously painted on the western horizon is now replaced with a somber aura in the afternoon. Grey clouds began to form colonies, forming water droplets that seemed like they would soon spew over the earth. Drenching the human earth with a torrent of sky water that will certainly feel piercing the skin.

"Basic damn carrier woman! Because of you, I have to recoup double the losses to Hajj Amir. You're a fucking asshole, Dew!"

The loud cry of Heaven just a moment ago still lingered clearly within the ears of the Goddess. The goddess stopped the footsteps. Choose to sit on the slope of the river whose water flow looks very clear. Staring at the water currents that are so calm but seem to be washed away.

"I don't want to know, anyway you have to make up for the loss due to your appearance. If Hajj Amir asks me to double his money, then you have to replace me three times. I'll give you until next month!"

Again the intimidating voice from Heaven was again heard in the ears. Seduce and seduce the Goddess so that the woman is getting dissolved in her invisible wounds. It has fallen down the stairs anyway, that's what the current Goddess feels. He who suddenly lost his voice, after which his freedom was imprisoned due to the debt that Heaven had placed on him. Unfortunately, he who has not enjoyed the results of his sweat at all, there is an obligation that continues to undermine him. An impromptu debt that feels increasingly torturous to the soul.

When she gathered with Sky and other Magatra personnel, it was like Dewi shouted out loud to oppose all things that seemed unreasonable and disturbed her conscience. He will use the strength and courage within to fight the injustice given by the man who is still loyal to his pride. But what power. To say a word will not sound. The Goddess felt that was what made the sky like it was above the clouds, because of her every will there was no one to refute it. Magatra personnel also choose to silence but in the net they appear to be a speck of compassion, except Amara and Adelia.

In the Goddess's vision, Amara and Adelia seemed to be smiling in the suffering she felt. The sense of happiness that they wrapped up in such a way that it became a sad face that was revealed. The Goddess is still a goddess. The woman could see where it was a real sense of sympathy from the heart and where sympathy was just a pretense. Even the Goddess could see the look in the eyes of the two women radiating a twinkle of happiness.

The goddess again took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Stared again the expanse of the sky that is increasingly moping durja. A row of cloudy clouds began to march to cover the twilight sky. And slowly, the speck of rain fell upon the earth of man.

Rainwater spots are increasingly bubbling along with puddles in the eyes of the Goddess who does not disappear. It just increases a lot like tears wounds that pool. Suddenly the tightness in the chest attacked again.

The goddess hugged both knees. Trying to dampen the coldness that enveloped his body. Withstanding the sharp drops of sky water that blindly attacked him. The woman was again stunned under the water of the sky which is currently like tears streaming from her clear well. Shedding all sorrow and escaping from the soul and melting, becoming one with the raindrops that drench it.

God, this time I can lose to the situation. But I believe that someday You will show Your justice which will make those people feel the pain of what I am currently feeling. I believe it's God, I believe it.

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Heavy rain rained down on the earth in the middle of the dark sky that was split apart by a flash of lightning. His voice began to sound deafening as if vying to reveal its existence that makes humans step aside. Worried if that flash of lightning struck their bodies and left pain in the body etched.

The Goddess's footsteps were heavy. The inner burden that he currently felt seemed to be heavier than the weight of his body. The woman just walked without caring about the sky water that was so heavy falling. Hope the burden he feels is washed away by the flow of rain.

Both Ambarwati's eyeballs were perfectly wide when she found the child standing glued in front of the yard. He who intends to close the door of the house, he expressed his intention when he saw the child standing glued to the yard with a blank look and glare. The middle-aged woman rushed to the Goddess to bring her into the house.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with you, Dew? What has happened to you!"

The drops of dew that were at the bottom of Ambarwati's heart started to crawl up to meet her eyelids. Without waiting for a long time the drops of dew one by one fell from there.

Ambarwati enveloped the goddess's body drenched in a towel. He used one more towel to dry the already messy Goddess hair without form. Can not be denied, the condition of the child at this time also makes his mind feel crumpled.

The goddess stared at the mother's face which also shed tears. Want it he spilled all invisible wounds that felt so crushes a lump of meat that lives in the chest. But what power, to just call the name of the mother he can not.

The lips of the Goddess trembled, accompanied by her decaying body in the arms of the mother. His tears continued to flow rapidly but could not make a sound like a speechless man.

"Speak Son? Tell Mom. What happened to you. Don't just shut up like this!"

Impatient feeling approached, making Ambarwati release the Goddess's embrace and shake the child's body. The middle-aged woman was already very impatient to hear the story that the Goddess was about to tell. But, baby, his son is still tight-lipped.

The goddess tried to open her mouth but there was absolutely no sound wave coming out. The goddess held her neck while shaking her head in a gesture that she could not make a sound. And her tears were flowing more and more as her throat began to feel hot and burning.

Ambarwati squinted. His forehead is furrowed with both the base of the eyebrows that are interlocked. Try to understand the cues that come out of the Goddess's body language. Immediately Ambarwati covered her mouth with her palms which was a sign of how surprised she was.

"Son, you can't make a sound?"

The goddess nodded faintly. And at once Ambarwati hugged her daughter's body tightly. "Oh my God, who could have done this to my son? Whoever they are, give them a proper reply!"

The thunderbolt sounds are heard again. Shaking the glass window panels of the Dewi and Ambarwati residence. The lightning sound seemed to be a sign that the prayer that was being delivered from the middle-aged woman's lips would one day become a reality. However, I don't know when.