Layu Set

The truth begins to unfold

Jay stood in the parking area, waiting for Kinara to clarify everything. Do not want more toilet to conclude something vague, which actually triggers misunderstanding.

Thirty minutes he waited, until Kinara was seen stepping out. Just as Jay was about to approach her, Hana suddenly approached talking for a while for help.

"It just so happens that Mas Jay can ask for help" he said.

"What's wrong?" jay asked with a look towards Kinara, who also returned her gaze.

"My motor can't start" replied Hana who didn't notice Kinara looking at him.

"Where's your bike?" missing one chance, letting Kinara pass by just like that. Those who felt bad interrupted their conversation that seemed familiar.

"There Mas.." point to Hana. Segara Jay stepped in that direction. Shoot the thread for a while, without difficulty the motor returned to normal.

"Makasih Mas, dapet pinjem from temen so less understanding that," said Hana.

"Udah so this, I go first. There was a need," Jay hurriedly left Hana, directly chasing after Kinara. Unfortunately, Hana is missing too, after Rita reported that she could not go back together. Kinara headed straight for the stop.

While in a place not far away, Roman is also seen waiting for someone from his car, waiting for Kinara maybe. Returns the rice box next to it as an excuse. When Kinara stepped towards him, Roman immediately came out. It's just that again Anin also appeared together.

"Mas pick me up?" to Roman's surprise, Anin had been in front of him.

Looking at the rice box that Roman was about to mbuay Anin furrowed his brows, "kok bring a rice box rich in everything?" telisiknya.

"Ooh.no, this is just to be thrown away" replied Roman.

"Yes, we are looking for the road!" Anin was so confident Roman came for her.

"Yes...! Worrying what the hell?" Anin turned to look at Roman.

"No. only the rich know. Yes, you're on your way," asked Roman not to make Anin suspicious. It's not time to tell everything.

Seeing Roman get into the car with Anin, Kinara fell silent for a moment. He had already prepared his first installment in cash. His intention to meet Roman was stopped, because Anin certainly did not like it.

Down in front of a narrow alley to his house. Somehow the quiet atmosphere this time made him shiver, no good feeling appeared.

"Neng.kok alone aja malem-malem gini," said a drunk man, followed by another man behind him.

The feeling is right, something's wrong for tonight. The appearance of the two figures made his heart roar incoherently. His face was full of fear.

"Kok diem aja neng.sariawan yah," seduced the man while squeezing Kinara's body, poking bawdy.

"I have to rush back the bang," dodged nervously.

"Of our neng, it's cold, it's too cold, it's too bad" the drunk man clutched onto Kinara's hand.

"Please Bang..remove.." snapped Kinara.

"No need to be holy, if you already know how to break melek," interrupted the other man.

"Bang aja Brush," the two men directly dragged Kinara to the back of a building.

The screams are meaningless, like no one hears. The moonshine was in vain, his body and energy were not comparable. Kinara could only cry, her body trembling with a shower of cold sweat as the two men cornered her even more. Roughly tearing up the blouse he was wearing.

"Not much to fight if you don't want to get sick, just enjoy it" the man said.

But suddenly the body of the jerk was lifted, someone pulled him forcibly. Showering him with a merciless thump. Until the two men floundered helplessly.

Kinara clenched her knees together, covering her half-naked body. The trembling still afflicted him, his body grew limp, his vision began to blur. And just as someone covered her body with the jacket she was wearing, Kinara collapsed unconscious.

Without asking again, Jay immediately lifted the body. It was as if I could feel what the girl was feeling.

What has happened so far Kinara.why are you so fragile. Jay's heart.

"Kinara..what's going on?" how shocked Bu Ira was to see her daughter in such a state.

"There's a jerk that's bothering him" Jay replied.

"Come in..." Miss Ira showed me Kinara's room. Gently Jay flattened the frail body on the bed.

Ms. Ira shed tears, feeling concerned about the fate of the girl while gently rubbing her hair. Putting eucalyptus oil near her nose, hoping to wake up soon.

"Poor girl.Wake up, son.lucky someone helped you. Forget about it, heal my trauma, son.." said Bu Ira.

"Trauma what do you mean?" Jay wondered, as he looked, there was indeed something big Kinara had hidden from him.

"His honor was forcibly taken about five years ago. You see that little boy, he is the fruit of that man's depraved deeds" Ira said with teary eyes.

Jay was silent, a sword seemed to draw his heart. Pain, pain immeasurably hearing that reality. He feels useless not being able to take care of the woman he loves so much.

"Who's the man, ma'am?" jay asked, clenching both hands.

"Mother doesn't know, even Kinara couldn't see her face at that moment."

"That Trauma really tormented her, she could no longer open her heart. Even choose to leave the man he loves, because he feels he is just a dirty woman," story Bu Ira began to open the truth that Jay had been looking for.

Jay remained silent, not knowing what to say. His inner cry, so heavy Kinara's life all this time. And he did not know anything, even judge him with prejudice.

As Kinara blinked his eyes, his consciousness slowly returned.

"Where am I, ma'am?" his eyes began to look in several directions.

"You're safe, baby, don't be afraid" said Bu Ira, stroking her gently on the face.

"Mas Jay.." he said softly. Jay looked at him with a smile, implying that he was safe. Although he actually wanted to hug the weak body of the girl.

"Jay? You mean Jay....?" Bu Ira was surprised, not expecting him to be Jay who had replaced Kinara's punishment.

"Yes Ma'am.," answered Kinar, recalling his guilt.

"Repeatedly you saved my son.I don't know how to thank you anymore" Ira started sobbing.

"I'm just doing what I can, Mom, don't be like that" Jay said softly.

While behind the door, Roman had been standing for a few minutes. His face looked so lethargic, describing an overwhelming sense of regret. Probably heard a little or a lot of the saying of Ira.

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