
In this life there is a destiny that can be changed by the power of prayer, but there is also a destiny that must be accepted sincerely. Birth and death are destinies that cannot be denied or changed.
A dark tragedy one night leaves the life of a woman named Amelia devastated at that very moment. That night Amelia and her family are preparing everything for Amalia's wedding tomorrow.
All the guests who had helped had gone home because it was late at night. Once all was done they went to sleep, but suddenly there was a group of silent people entering Amalia's house.
They smother and bind Amalia with Amalia's father, mother, and younger brother. They plundered all the family's treasured possessions including the sanctity of Amalia.
Amalia was raped in front of both her parents and her sister.it was spun by ten men she did not know, not only that Amalia's father who tried to protect his daughter was killed by being shot in the head.
Amalia's ten-year-old sister was also killed for crying in fear. While Amalia's mother fell unconscious after seeing her son and husband killed and her daughter raped in front of her own eyes.
The tragedy of the night had all but ruined Amalia's marriage was annulled because her future husband refused to marry the woman on the grounds that she was already unholy. Not to mention Amalia and her mother are overwhelmed with grief after the death of her father and sister Amalia.
A few months passed, but the cloud of grief never disappeared from the Amalia family. Plus now she is a gossip of the villagers, because now she is pregnant with a child from the results of the rape.
After the child was born Amalia's mother, Mak Iyem gave her grandson Narda's name. The boy was very sweet his skin was white, his lips were rose red, his eyes were slightly narrow, with black hair that was not so dense.
the birth of the baby did not make Amalia happy at all. He hated his son so much and several times had almost succeeded in killing the innocent little baby but always managed to be thwarted.
Narda was seven years old when her grandmother died of illness. There is no one to protect Narda from her own mother's cruelty.
The poor boy is now being locked up in his home because he accidentally touched his mother's hand. Amalia kept the boy locked up from morning to night without giving him food or drink.
Narda could only give up and cry she could not fight because of her small and weak body.just a bitter cry that accompanied Narda in her silence tonight.
The next morning Amalia opened the door to the barn and found Narda sleeping on the floor of the old barn. Amalia took a bucket of water and poured the water there Narda to make the child wake up and coughed because there was water entering her mouth and nose.
Amalia then pulled the boy's hand rough and threw him in the yard of their house.Many people saw it but none of them helped Narda, they always looked at the boy with a look of disdain even they always said Narda with the word "Haram child".
"Go to the market to buy vegetables, fish, and rice!" Amalia orders while throwing a shopping bag made of woven rattan and a hundred thousand pieces of money at Narda.
"Mother but Narda is hungry." great-grandson Narda stared at the ground.
"Shop there if I'm good you can eat! eat my leftovers" said Amalia who then entered the house and closed the door violently.
Narda could only take a deep breath and wipe away her own tears. Narda then took the money and the shopping bag, her little feet stepping towards the market located very far from her home.
Narda who since the baby is clean white and has a beautiful face is often ridiculed by friends her age. The brat threw mud and cow dung at Narda, not not wanting to fight but Narda could not.
Besides being outnumbered Narda is also not as strong as them. The hungry and weak Narda could only cry accepting the treatment she kept silent and walked to the market to buy all her mother's orders.
After reaching the market Narda wanted to buy rice first but the rice traders did not want to sell the rice to Narda and instead scolded her. made the poor boy cry without a sound and continued walking.
"excuse me... Narda wants, eum buy that vegetable" said Narda Iirih and wanted to reach a bundle of vegetables but the merchant hit Narda's hand with a wooden branch.
"Don't hold it! you bastard bring shit! go there!" Maki the seller and drove Narda away.
No one would sell his wares to Narda, making the boy sob and cry. But suddenly there was a tall man in neat clothes approaching Narda apparently the man had been watching him since.
"Hey why are you crying?" Asked the neatly dressed handsome man while kneeling down to make it easier for Narda to look at his face.
"Hiks hich narda ma-mau buy hyks but no one wants to sell to Narda" Sahut poor boy while sobbing crying.
"Your name is Narda?" ask the man again.
Narda just nodded the man then clasped Narda's hand to take him to the public toilet there to bathe him. without feeling disgusted the man cleaned all the dirt on the body and also Narda's hair.
The man also told his bodyguards to buy Narda new clothes. After finishing the bath the man then put a new dress on Narda, making the boy smile happily.
"Om the shirt's good..." He said while holding the end of the shirt he now wears.
"introduce my name Jason, Jason de Wilson" said the man, looking into Narda's eyes.
"om well" said Narda who immediately hugged the man tightly.
Because the man was very tall, Narda, who was small, could only hug her feet. The man is Jason de wilson businessman and Mafia rich, Jason is not from Indonesia he is a Native American.
Jason's arrival to Indonesia is due to work. Jason was indeed very handsome in white, with a stern face, and his distinctive smile.
Jason took Narda into his carrier and rubbed the mane of the boy's hair dearly. Somehow Jason can immediately love this child when usually he does not really like children except his two biological children who are now in their home in America.