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In a room that is minimal light, there is a child who is sitting in a chair with a tied position. The child is far from a worthy category. His small body was full of bruises, as well as incision wounds.
I don't know how many days he's been locked up in this dark room, all he cares about is when he can get out of here. He could not afford to continue to be here, the torture of the man just keep coming— without knowing the time. He hoped that his parents and family would quickly discover his whereabouts here.
Chequek!
The opened door made light slip into the room—which can be said to be the warehouse. A man in his forties seemed to step over to the child who was unmoved on the spot after closing the door again. Let alone rebel, just scream it feels like the child is not able to.
“Good morning, Uncle's most handsome nephew,” greet the man. His hand moved down the boy's cheek gently, before slapping him hard.
Plaque.
“Wake up, don't be lazy!” his jolt, his eyes stared intently at the child who still did not respond.
Plaque.
Once again, the slap landed smoothly on the left cheek of the child.
“Sa .. pain, Uncle,” great-grandson of the boy.
The man who slapped him chuckled, he turned his gaze in the other direction for a moment, then looked back at the child sharply.
“Gervan, Gervan. How, are you happy living with your new family?”
Yeah, that kid is Gervan. And the man who's been tormenting her all this time is her own uncle—Yuda.
The originally lowered head of Gervan, now began to look up. He returned the sharp look of the uncle.
“Gervan happy, Papa same Mama never kasrin Gervan kayak Uncle. They even love Gervan,” replied Gervan loudly.
Yuda hissed, the man gripped tightly on Gervan's chin. “You think they really love you? No, Gervan. They are just pretending. In this world no one really loves you. They just pity to see a poor kid like you hanging around.”
Judah loosened his grip. He turned around and stepped forward. Again and again, he laughed disparagingly.
“The people who love you are dead. He's dead, Gervan! Your new mom and dad are taking care of you because there's something else. Later, when you grow up, you will become their slave! ”
“List uncle, Evil uncle. Same papa Mama is not the one like Uncle said. Papa same Mama nice guy, not like Uncle!” refute Gervan.
The boy tried to untie the bonds in his body. However, once again, what could a child as small as himself be, when compared to a person as mature as Judah?
Judah turned around, he came back to Gervan while taking out a folding knife from his pants pocket. His eyes looked more and more at the child who already looked frightened.
“You've been brave, huh? Oh yeah, you said they loved you? Hey, if they really love you, they'll definitely be looking for you. However, what? They don't even have the intention to search for your whereabouts.” Yuda clucked mockingly. “You are too confident Gervan!”
Yuda stepped forward, his hand twirling the folding knife in his hand. He likes the scent of blood, he likes to see Gervan's frightened behavior, and of course he likes to see Gervan get hurt by it.
Yuda's body bent slightly, heartless, the knife he was holding began to move freely carving as he pleased on Gervan's face. The skin that was originally smooth without defects, is now filled with scratches.
“Uncle pity to see your suffering life, Gervan,” Yuda said dramatizingly, his hands incessantly scraping the weak body of the boy.
“Sa .. pain, Uncle.”
Again and again, the groaning of pain was ignored by Judah. The man looked even more eager to carve the work on the face of his beloved nephew.
“Because Uncle is a good person .. then Uncle will take you to catch up with your parents.” Yuda stopped his carving activities. He stood up straight, patting the child's head several times.
“Goodbye nephew Uncle!” Judah immediately pointed his folding knife at the child's stomach.
“Pa .. man ja .. hat,” wit Gervan, trying to withstand the growing pain.
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Brakes.
Yuda immediately unsheathed his knife when the door of the warehouse— where they were, was broken by someone. Judah turned to the door, where two men, who he believed were his nephew's new father, and several policemen stepped up to them.
“Thank you!” one of the policemen shouted while pointing a gun at Yuda.
Yuda took off his knife. He raised both hands and laughed softly.
“I didn't kill him!” his elbows, still maintaining his laughter, his common sense seemed to have disappeared somewhere.
Stevan, the man rushed over to Gervan who already looked weak with a stomach that kept bleeding. Stevan stared intently at Yuda who was still laughing then turned his attention to Gervan who was looking at him with a smile.
“Pa .. pa,” ogre Gervan.
Stevan nodded. “Yes, this is Papa, dear. Sorry, Papa was late, ” said Stevan while continuing to try to remove the rope that binds the body of his son.
After success, Stevan immediately took off the jacket used, then tied it right in Gervan's stomach.
“Stevan, you take Gervan to the hospital. This crazy guy let me take care of it!” alden's Word. Yeah, the guy Stevan came with was himself.
Stevan nodded, he immediately raised Gervan's weak body towards the car.
“Gervan hold on, son. Papa, please do not close your eyes,” said Stevan, as his car drove more and more.
“Sa .. kit, Pa.. pa.”
“We'll be in the hospital soon, you survive, Nak.” However, the remark was ignored by Gervan, for the boy had closed his eyes.
Stevan is increasing the speed of his car. He was very worried about the child. Until then, Stevan will never forgive the bastard who hurt his son. Although not a child, Stevan has loved Gervan as sincerely as his heart.
Arriving at the hospital parking lot, he immediately lifted Gervan's body into the hospital.
“Suster, help my son!”
A few nurses arrived with gurneys. Without much to say, Stevan immediately laid Gervan down. They rush to push the gurney towards the ER room, because a little late, people's lives are at stake.
Stevan stepped back and forth in front of the ER room. The worry felt more rampant in his heart. Stevan scratches his hair in frustration. If Gervan doesn't survive, it seems Stevan failed to be a good parent.
“Stevan.”
The call from someone made Stevan who was already sitting in the waiting chair look up. In front of him, Arya and Shira were standing looking at him.
“What are you doing here? Dara's sick again?” ask Arya.
Stevan shook. “Gervan, Ma, Pa.”
“Why with Gervan? Has he been found?” shira asked curiously.
Stevan nodded. “Iya, Mother. Now again checked by Doctor.”
“Yes Allah, thank God.” Shira immediately looked at Stevan. “Oh yes, have you contacted Dara?”
Stevan shook. “Stevan has not had time, Ma.”
“Ya already, let Mama contact.”
Stevan just nodded. The man was constantly agitated. Stevan was also afraid, how Dara reacted when he saw the state of Gervan. Stevan doesn't want the woman's condition to drop again, let alone they just lost their child candidate.
To be continued ....