
My name is Naira Rahmawati Sukma Wijaya. Now I'm 18. I live in the wealthy Sukma Wijaya family. Actually my name is Naira Rahmawati because I was adopted by the Sukma Wijaya family then they gave me their surname.
I was adopted by the Sukma Wijaya family since I was ten years old. Actually my mother was a friend of Herlina Sukma Wijaya's mother. He adopted me out of pity to see me left by my parents in a landslide in my village. Sukatani Village.
#Flash back#
In the middle of the night we fell into a deep sleep because of the heavy rain suddenly there was a very loud rumbling sound we woke up in a pitch black atmosphere and I was crying very strongly. I heard our neighbors screaming to get out of the house as soon as possible .... arrived2 I was blown away by something and my hand slipped from my mother's trembling. I was dragged by something and it was not water I could only cry and close my eyes and surrender. I thought I was going to die and I was unconscious.
I woke up as if my body was full of mud and I couldn't move at all. I cried, but no one heard me. My body feels broken, I can only resign and pray that someone will help me.