Me And The Rich Man's

Chapter 5's

Hanna shut the door tightly after successfully angering Lady Ursula. From inside the house, he can still hear the curse after the curse even faint. His gaze swept across the house in search of the whereabouts of his two children. But neither Sky nor Star were seen. The woman grabbed a rattan that hung on the wall, then sat down on a chair. 

“Sky ... get here!” call him. 

Quiet down! Looks like Sky is hiding and doesn't dare to face his mommy. Hanna glanced at a curtain and found four small legs hiding behind it. But Hanna was still sitting quietly in the chair. 

“I will count again to three. If you're still hiding, then—” Hanna hasn't had time to finish her sentence, Sky has already come up.

His footsteps looked doubtful, his gaze implying fear. Keep looking down until you stand right in front of Hanna. 

Seeing a rattan wood as big as a broom handle with a length of approximately one meter in the right hand of the mommy, Sky was able to guess what Hanna would do to him. Yes, he often gets the same punishment for every mistake. 

“Save your hands!” 

Sky's little fingers were squeezing each other behind their backs. He looked up and looked at Hanna. Looking at that expressionless face, Sky reached out his two hands forcefully. Star peeked out from behind the curtains. Look at Mommy and her sister from there. 

Sky hissed as the rattan wood slammed into his palm leaving a reddish mark. But despite the pain and pain, he did not cry at all. Only the forehead and eyebrows are shriveled, as well as the eyelids that close and open alternately. And lips clenched each other in order to hold back the crying. Five times Hanna smashed a whip in her son's palm. 

“This is the fifth time you've done this! If you do it again, then I will double your punishment! You understand?” 

“Understanding, Mommy,” Ogated Sky. 

“Now you know what the next punishment is, right?” 

Sky nodded in understanding, then without a word entered into a small room in the corner of the house. A stuffy room containing used items that had been worn out, dark and there was only light from a small window. Sky closed the door and sat cross-legged on an old carpet.

One thing Hanna did not know, that her son was very afraid of the darkness.

“I won't lock the door. But if you dare to come out before your sentence is over, then you will know the consequences,” Hanna said from behind the door. 

“Good, Mommy ..” 

Hanna hung back her rattan wood on the wall, then grabbed a paper bag on the table. He must immediately deliver clothes that have just been sewn.

Hanna worked as a dressmaker to support her two children. Her job does not require having to go to a boutique, because Hanna is allowed to take home and finish at home. So that it can work while watching Sky and Star. 

“Star ... don't go anywhere, yes. Mommy wants to come out for a minute.” 

Star simply replied with a nod of his head.

After Hanna's departure, she glanced at the door of the warehouse where her twin sister was serving her sentence. The beautiful little girl then grabbed her wooden stick and flanked it in her armpit, then walked staggeringly towards the warehouse with a glass of water and also two pieces of bread that Sky had taken from the shop of Lady Ursula. 

Two years ago, Star was hit by a motorcycle while playing outdoors causing a fracture in her left leg. Until now, he still walked with a cane. Hanna was unable to continue treatment for Star due to cost constraints.

“Kakak, here's a drink,” said Star thrusting a glass of water. 

Sky grabbed the glass and drank in a hurry. He was quite thirsty after this incident. 

“His arm hurts hit mommy huh?” tanyanya while checking the palm of the brother's hand.

Even with makeshift lighting, Star could see a reddish whip mark on her brother's palm. 

“Not sick. Mommy hit him slowly.” 

“Keep why brother is crying?”  

"It's okay."

Sky also tried to eliminate the pain in his sister's leg by blowing it. Until the pain starts to decrease. Star's cries began to stop leaving a sound of sobbing between the two.

They shed tears and embrace each other. 

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The atmosphere began to calm. The twins were sitting on a ladder staring out the window.

 “Kakk ... Where's our daddy? Why did the witch's mistress say our daddy wasn't clear?” tanya Star recalled Madam Ursula's curse earlier. Imagining the other children around him having a father made him feel envious. 

“Do not know. Later if it's big we look for daddy together.” 

“Iya. If you meet daddy later, I want to ask to buy a doll like Efsun.” 

“I also want to buy a toy war tank car. Must be really cool.” 

"But .. does daddy have the money to buy it?"

"Don't know. But Daddy can work to earn money and buy it for us."

From behind the door, Hanna stared at the conversation. He wiped the tears that ran down his face. 

Suddenly remembered the past, when Evan often accused himself of being a paid woman who was willing to do everything for money.

Your daddy is a very rich man. He can even give you anything you ask. But he won't want us, because he hates mommy so much.

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A plane was flying over Istanbul. Evan had only returned to his hometown after a long time without setting foot in a place filled with memories. He glanced out the window at the city view below. 

Suddenly tears fell and wet his cheeks.  I don't know for what reason, but Evan feels claustrophobic. There was a pain he didn't know why. 

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Hanna's violence against her children is not a good example of educating children.

This is a very wrong example. Nothing justifies violence against children. But we as parents sometimes get out of control when children make mistakes and not even a few parents who have the heart to beat children to bruises.

Not only from good examples we can learn lessons, from dark stories we can take lessons.

The example of Hanna beating her son, just read how we feel sick, right? But this is just a novel. What if it happened in real life.

Hopefully, this story can be a matter of reflection for us as parents that violence against children can cause trauma to them.

When it comes to violence against children, inculcate in your heart, "He is my son! God's care I have to keep. When I beat him up, can what he is with his little body. Even when I hurt her body, she'll still come to me and hope to get a hug dear."

Hopefully by reading this story, parents who have done violence against children knock their hearts to be more gentle with children.

Greetings dear always 🥰🥰🥰