God Girl

God Girl
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Four days had passed, but his breakup with Juna that night, still scratched his wound. Especially with the words of Juna who is so sharp and piercing, when saying if the Girl is a prostitute.


Even if the facts about it are true, girls still do not believe that Juna can say it so easily.


A word that could cut and make a gaping wound in his heart. It was really painful and it felt like it would probably never be cured by anything.


Even so, the girl really understands that this is not Juna's fault entirely.


In fact, no man in the world will want or be willing, the woman he loves sells his body to other men. Moreover, on the other hand, Juna is so respectful to Girl and never 'touched' even though they were both dating for quite a long time.


During that time, the natural thing Juna did when he was in a relationship with Girl, was just a kiss on the lips.


Yeah, that's all. And no more than that.


The girl grew sobbing, as she recalled how angry and disappointed Juna was that night. Both of Juna's eyeballs that glared sharply at him were full of hatred and also a great sense of disappointment, making the girl even more afraid to return to that school.


Yes, indeed after the incident that night, the girl was no longer in school for a few days. Especially if you are not ashamed. Girls are really embarrassed and can not afford to look directly at Juna at school.


His heart will not be ready, or it may never be ready.


But girls can't keep going like this either. His education must continue, especially he will soon also graduate. The girl did not want to waste her expensive tuition, wasted due to this problem.


Girls don't want to keep falling like this. Because after all, his future will still run as it should.


The girl flinched, as a warm hand touched her wet cheek and wiped it gently.


He looked at his mother who had been right in front of him. Smile with both eyes moving out of focus.


Making the girl remember important things that she dreamed long enough. Especially if it's not about the healing of his mother's eyes.


Girls are getting sobbing considering that important thing. And unknowingly it was getting more and more her tears dropped. For some reason, his mother who had a mental disorder seemed to understand what she was feeling right now, and continued to move her hands rubbed her cheeks that were wet with tears.


The girl tried to strengthen her heart, turning to the plate in her hand - where the food she brought for her mother was gone. Raised the glass to give his mother a drink and put it back.


"Mother, you don't have to worry, strong girl. However, the girl will keep trying so that the mother can see again. Isn't that what you wanted first??" The girl touched, stopping the movement of her mother's hand that wiped her face.


"Wherever, the girl will try to get a lot of money for the cost of treatment of the mother's eye donor. The problems that Girls face now, will not stop the girl's dream to be able to make Mother see the beautiful world like before." The girl brought her mother's face-kissing forehead full of affection and also the tears that fell back. "Girl dear to mother. It's just the girl's top priority right now."


That's right, her mother is a girl's priority at the moment. Because her mother is a girl so has the determination to be a stronger figure. The motivation of his life now was nothing but his mother, his mother, and his mother.


Everything for his mother. The girl really wanted to make her mother see again like she used to. Maybe that way, slowly his mother's psyche will be able to heal as usual.


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In the room, the girl looks silently staring at her who is in full uniform mirror-trying to convince herself if everything will be okay. Yeah, everything's gonna be fine.


"Juna won't be able to tell anyone else about who I really am. Yeah, I'm sure because Juna isn't that kind of person."


Girls try to convince themselves not to be afraid to go to school today.


A second later, the girl smiled wryly looking at herself who was actually still so messed up. Just look at his swollen eyes that were even swollen from the night he cried again because he remembered his relationship with Juna that had run aground.


"Where are you going, Lo? School??" Asked the father who suddenly appeared in the doorway of the room, with a cigarette tucked between his fingers.


The girl looked over, "Yes yeah." Then take and hold the bag that was lying on the bed.


Arriving at the doorway, the girl's footsteps came to a halt as the father blocked the road and had no intention of getting out of the way.


"Well, I'm late." Said, telling.


But Arman doesn't seem to care.


The small cigarette was thrown away by Arman on the floor of the house and stepped on it. "For money!" said Arman, while holding one hand towards the girl. The tip of his finger moved twice as if telling the girl to quickly give him the money in question.


"N-wasn't dad last night already giving me the money? Why do you ask again now?"


A little explanation, Arman does every day get a ration of money from Girls with a number that is arguably quite large.


Because his father admitted that he would save the money for the cost of his mother's eye donor.


Over time, the girl is increasingly aware of the bad habits of her father who likes to play gambling or women. The girl was convinced that her father was using the money for personal gain.


Believe me, if the girl has too often debated it with her father, but her father seemed to care less and more here it just gets crazier and worse.


From there the girl began to take the initiative to set aside money from her night work for her to save secretly. Moreover, a lot of customers who gave him more money when he finished enjoying his body.


"The money you love is over for gambling. Now I ask again. Do you want to give me?!"


The girl did not answer. He just silently looked at the father with his regretful heart. That easy his father spent his gift money in a short time??


"Why even glare? Don't you want to love??" Flick Arman with a snapping tone.


The girl sighed, not wanting to lengthen and make things worse. He finally reached into his pocket, gave a 50 thousand note to his father.


Brakk!


"Nothing, just that, I don't have any more."


"There's no way you don't have any more. You must have and spend the money somewhere, right?!"


"There's no yeah, really. I'm not lying."


Arman, who still can't believe, finally pulls the girl's bag. Opening the bag and simply flipping the bag - made the entire contents inside fall scattered on the floor of the room.


"Dad!!" Shouts Girl can't believe what her father is doing right now. "Well, I said, yeah, I don't have any money! That 50 grand is my only money!!"


"What is this??" Ask the father, while crouching pointing to the school savings book owned by Girl, where there is hundreds of thousands of money.


"How dare you ngibulin parents?! I said there was no money. What if not money, huh? Leaf?" Sent Arman, when he stood up, took all the money, and put the money on the cheek of the Girl.


"That's the money that I'm willing to pay for SPP this month. Please give it back." Pinta Girl welcomes.


"Good to return it. Heh, anyways Lo that if the same parents themselves do not stingy. Why is it still in school now?! At the end of the work Lo will also keep the same. Why make a male layanin in her place mami."


The girl clenched her hands hearing that. While his father had just left the house after getting the money he wanted.


No! Dad's wrong! I don't want to keep working like this. After you can see again, I will immediately stop and go to a distant place with you. Just the same mother, and I make sure you won't be able to find us.


His mind is full of determination. Then he began to crouch down to pick up his scattered books, and put them back in his bag.


Forced he had to take a small deposit of his mother's eye treatment to replace the SPP money that his father had just taken away.


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In fact, girls are really late in class for about five minutes.


And now finally the girl ends here. School toilets that must be cleaned as a form of punishment for failing to bring a book about mathematics.


Actually, when the girl was late, she allowed the teacher to enter, even though she had to get a reprimand in front of the class. But when he had sat down and the teacher began to tell all the students to issue a book about mathematics, there Girl finally did not survive the anger of the killer teacher, because he forgot to bring the book in question. And finally end up getting a punishment like this.


Though it's still morning, and the girl is actually very tired today. Last night at work and came home at two in the morning, took a short nap and when he woke up, he was faced with the usual home affairs he did. And now he must be faced with the punishment that the teacher has just given, namely cleaning the toilet.


The girl sighed heavily, her feet were about to step up to take some of the tools she was going to use to clean the toilet, and snuffed out, when a voice startled her.


"Sure, you want to clean this up?"


The surprised girl looked over. The God who stood at the door. "What are you doing here? The boys' toilet is right next door" said the girl, thinking that the gods might have gone wrong.


God turned the eyeball. "Gue was also punished."


Girl's knuckle. "You didn't bring the book, either?"


"Hmm.." replied the Lord briefly.


hearing that, the Girl instantly took out a bucket and mop tool to give to the Gods.


He thought, Their punishment would be lighter if done together. Didn't they?


"What?" asked God did not understand, when the girl thrust a mop right in front of him.


"You said you were punished too, right?! Yes, this is hold!" The girl thrust the mop at the God, and the God even silently ignored the girl's words. "Ck! hold, God!" The God's courage finally made the Girl force the boy to accept the bucket and mop in his hand.


"We work together." Cetus Girl, made God round his eyes and finally throw the origin of the bucket and also the mop stick in his hand to cause a sound that is quite deafening.


"Relieve it!" Reject the Gods rawly.


"So you told me to do this myself?"


"If you want to."


"Where can that be?! You will also be punished for cleaning the toilet like me. Are you willing to neglect your responsibilities?"


"You should also clean this toilet. Point!" girl continued, still insisting that God would do it.


"Ngapain bothers if there is an easier way to clean this up."


"meaning?" tanya The girl did not understand, with a shrunken forehead.


"Follow me!" said the God, while just pulling the hand of the Girl to follow him.


"Eh, where are we going? we have to finish the punishment or we won't be able to follow the next lesson."


"Isn't that better?!" The God turned towards the Girl with a slanted smile.


"That's what you think. Take my hand, God!"


The girl still tried hard to release the pull of the hand of the God who felt so strong. Punch after punch was also cast Girl in the arms of God, but everything was just in vain.


The god seemed to not care and continued to move his footsteps somewhere. The girls don't know either.


Now what else does that guy want?


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