
Chariq and Chasi were on the way to Gani's house, the day already showed at 13:15 and it made Chasi's face sour. After the morning shower Chasi immediately wanted to leave, but Chariq continued to hold it so he just left now.
Chariq grinned himself seeing Chasi pouting, he was driving but his eyes occasionally saw Chasi.
"Don't pout dong, later wrinkles face," Chariq even more make Chasi more pouty, Chasi reddened his lips long.
"Well... Olo.. look at the nozzle, like the nozzle is fresh," said Chariq then he laughed.
"Not funny!" answer Chasi ketus.
"Hahaha don't be angry continue dong, later Dedek baby in the stomach follow the lash," said Chariq while giggling.
Chasi looked at Chariq with an annoyed face, "What kind of baby is it? I'm not pregnant!" answer Chasi ketus.
"If not, then let me get pregnant" Chariq replied with a smile.
"His son, we're not married. So don't expect it again before marriage,"
"Well, if we're married, can you immediately get you pregnant?"
"What the hell?"
"We're not going to the pharmacy first?" ask Chariq because there will be a skip to the pharmacy.
"For what?"
"Who knows if you want to buy a pregnancy test" Chariq replied, touching Chasi's stomach for a moment.
Chasi was just silent, there was a tremor as Chariq touched his stomach. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and immediately saw Chariq smiling while driving.
"Make me right away." Chasi said steadily making Chariq immediately turn his head.
"You sure?" ask Chariq while holding a smile.
"We're going to have a lot of kids, but promise never to hit our kid later." Chasi said it with passion, really at this time he still doubted the truth. Chasi fears that Chariq, like Gani, is hitting his twin.
"Where might I hit my own flesh and blood, where there's a father beating his son."
"But hit, don't forget it!"
Chariq was silent, he forgot. Chariq forgets that the woman he loved was always tortured by his own father, Chasi understands Chariq's silence.
"What if you marry me? can you give your whole heart to me? I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll be disappointed. However, I can't run because I've started to feel." Inner Chasi.
"We've arrived!" said Chariq was in front of the fence of Gani's large house.
"Go home first, I'll go to my own apartment later," Chasi replied as she removed her seatbelt.
"Rarely sure if I don't come in?" tanya Chariq made sure.
"Go home,"
Chasi got out of Chariq's car, he walked towards the fence and did not forget Chasi waved to Chariq and told him to go home.
"If anything happens to you, then don't blame me if I torture him!" chariq said in his heart and passed away.
Everyone who worked in the house was shocked when Chasi came home, except for the Chariq's foster gardener. They wanted to greet Chasi, but Chasi was just flat-faced and walked straight to her room. Before going to Chasi's room to see the family photos that are still on the wall, photos of the three of them without Chami. Chasi also sees the door of Chami's room still closed, he is sure if his father is in the room.
"You've become a prostitute*r! there's your heart back in this house again, huh!" Gani shouted loudly, he looked furiously at Chasi.
Chasi again closed the door, he immediately ran downstairs. He knew that look, the look when he was about to hit Chami. Gani chases after him, Chasi runs quickly down the stairs. Unfortunately, Chasi's leg stumbled with his own leg when he fell down the third rung from below. His neck ached and he sat there stroking his snoring.
Gani grinned at the girl, it did not take long he was behind Chasi and immediately pulled Chasi's hair violently.
PLAQUES
The slap landed on Chasi's cheek, Gani laughed after slapping her son. Not separated with a stranglehold of Chasi's hair he instead slapped again Chasi's cheeks repeatedly back.
"Basically the child does not know himself!" Gani says it out loud until all the workers in the house see him torturing Chasi.
"Please fuck me!!" chasi shouted while holding his father's hand to let go firmly.
"Akh..." Gani releases the clutches of his hand, but he kicks Chasi until his son slumps to the floor.
With messy hair, Chasi immediately got up and pushed Gani to the back.
"Bad brat!!" Gani looked at Chasi with anger.
"You murderer!! you killed Mami and Chami, you don't deserve to live, asshole!!"
Chasi wanted to take something in his pants pocket, but unfortunately he was pushed by Gani firmly until his head hit with the table. Chasi felt his head dizzy, he felt something flowing down his forehead.
"I'm a killer and you're the next victim, hahaha..." Gani pulls Chasi's hair back, she throws Chasi down the middle of the floor. The servants just watched, they were afraid to act.
"I'll kill you first!!" said Chasi strong even though his eyesight was already twitching.
"When you've become a prostitute*r you've changed a lot hemm.." Gani approaches Chasi, holding Chasi by the neck and strangling her.
Chasi looked at his father full of hatred, he spat right in Gani's face.
PLAQUES
Gani slaps Chasi firmly until Chasi's mouth spits out a lot of blood, Gani rubs his face with the shirt he wears.
Chasi lay weakly on the floor, he held himself back from being conscious. Chasi sees Gani leaving and soon returns, his eyes wide open as Gani returns with an iron club.
Gani is like a demon approaching Chasi, in front of her eyes now not see her son but see her enemy. Gani held up the baton high ready to hit Chasi.
"Death to prostitution*r!!"
Dooorrrr
Silent. There was only the sound of iron clubs falling on the floor and rolling around, Gani fell sprawled while looking at his son. Gani is still conscious but he is weak, firing right in his left chest makes him survive for a time that is not long enough.
"Akkhhh.. hahahaha hiks.."
Chasi screeched, laughed then cried. Gani's eyes slowly closed, the gun in Chasi's hand had now fallen to the floor. Chasi had already killed his own biological father, his body shaking violently and crying as he pleased. The gun that Chasi picked up when Chariq took a shower this morning had become a tool to kill his own father, Chasi, who was lying on the floor and facing the ceiling of the house.
"Death is best for Papi, I'm sorry for taking your life. I'm disappointed to have a father like Papi. Go far away, go until I can't see you anymore. I only pray to God, that if you are born again you will be the best father for your children. Goodbye, go away from the father who always gave me love and also the father who always gave my brother misery."
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