My Hot Woman Part 2's

BROKEN

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After all the hoopla that's been going on at school all day. Miss Anonymous in question many people finally admitted who she was, and she was none other than Dinda Kanya Dwima, Viona's best friend who was in the same class as Shreya.

The girl who spread the issue and the photos said that she had her own reasons for doing so. The girl also refused to tell the truth, so clearly, the girl should be given strict sanctions that are expelled from school.

Because of the excitement, many students also uploaded news about Shreya on their social media, so that the feared finally happened. News of the Darma Carera Brasca family has already become public consumption, and it is also with great pleasure that all media crews began to release the latest news about the scandal behind the Darma C. Brasca family

And of course, if it's from the media who speak, then they won't mind digging up the beginning, which is from the origin of Shreya's birth.

Why is he not listed in the lineage of the Carera family?

Why has he not yet received recognition from his father, who is a respected man? Is there anything the family has hidden?Or is there another scandal related to the death of Miss Carera Brasca a few dozen years ago? 

THE PLAQUE!! THE PLAQUE!!

A hard slap and also a swelling received Damian just like that. He could only hold back as his head felt spinning with ears buzzing due to the slap that his father, Darma Carera Brasca, had just delivered.

"Pa!! Damian is not wrong! It's Shreya's fault don't blame Damian's sister, Shreya for the wrong reward, Shreya!" 

The girl pleaded with a teary face, kneeling before the father with her hands together. Shreya was so frightened and helpless when the look of hatred was now cast on her, But what she had to do, Shreya could not have stayed silent when Damian was treated like that by his father. 

Darma raises his hand, with a flash of anger about to slap Shreya, but is still detained, as a result he clasps his hand with bitterness and also anger and hatred 15 years ago that still haunts him to this day. 

"How dare your mouth call me that!'' he said it with all the hate he had. 

"You are the daughter of the****** with that jerk guy! your father, you're not my daughter! not my ivory blood! shut the fuck up!" he said it by speaking deliberately at a slow pace, adding to the horror of his threat. 

"She, ma-a-af.. Shre.yaa.

Hearing once again the girl called him Papa, Darma's anger peaked again. Once again he raised his hand about to slap at Shreya, making Shreya hurriedly close his eyes, but did not dodge.

It almost touched Shreya's face, but Damian prevented it. Damian held firmly onto Darma's wrist, with the same fury. After all his patience, he could no longer accept all the bad treatment of his father to his sister.

"Pa! Enough's enough! Damian said enough pa, Shreya papa's daughter! Damian's sister, mama's daughter!" damian said, with glittering eyes, commemorating Darma.

"Like not like, the reality will stay that way! And papa's hatred all this time, should be kept to papa himself, but never think to touch Shreya in the slightest."

"Shreya my sister pa, my dear sister with all my soul and body.From today and until anytime, Shreya is my responsibility. If you can't accept Shreya, then I'll take her away, we'll leave this family."

"Damdam, don't be.." Prevent Shreya still begging. Shreya cried as he pleased, with a stammering word he asked Damian not to continue his anger. 

Seeing the tears on Shareya's face, Damian throws down Darma's hand and turns to Shreya. Damian helped the girl to get up from the floor where she was kneeling. 

"Papa look..- Look at the reward!" Shouted Damian pointing at Shreya. 

have you ever asked how , when there is no hatred that always haunts every sleep? Have you ever asked, did this little girl ever miss papa even for a moment, or want a warm smile from the only father she had?"

"Well,- During these 15 years, have you ever seen how beautiful Shreya is when she smiles..? whose eyes does he have? whose face does he have? whose blood flows in his veins. Did papah ever want to find out all that other than just thinking about all the hate that gnawed at papa's heart, ever?" Shouted Damian full of bitterness. 

Heh!

Damian laughed cynically.

"Well, okay. Since papa never wanted Shreya, then I'll take her far away. Far away until papa will never find it even though papa wants to. So did I. I will not live with a man who has never confessed his own flesh and blood, a man blinded by hatred. We will go pa, hopefully papa will be happy after we are not there.'' Damian closed and then pulled Shreya's hand to get out of his father's workroom. 

"Damdam.. Don't be like this Damdam. How about papa if we go? Damdam I'm fine but don't stay in your own dad Damdam.. please..!" Shreya fell to his knees begging his brother's papa.

The anger of their father, it was still his father. How could Shreya think of leaving and scraping another wound, a wound that would make her father even more hate her. At least with Shreya, Darma can make him the person he hates rather than withholding everything himself.

Shreya wanted to share all the wounds, all the sadness and all that her papa couldn't say all this time, Shreya wanted to do that. Shreya also believes, by continuing to be by his father's side, someday his father's heart will slowly open for him. 

Even if once, only once. Shreya wishes she had a chance to hold her father's hand, and listen to him call her my daughter!

"Shreya. Don't do this!- reject Damian. '' The old man has no heart. Don't waste your time getting confessions from him, he'll never do that Shre. You only have me now. We're gonna go. Go far.'' Persuade Damian again, making Shreya more sobbing when he found that the reality is increasingly impossible. 

"Why Damdam..? Why should my mom be born to me if I end up just hurting my dad. Why Damdam, why?" shreya's tears were getting broken echoing outside the room. 

It's more broken than in pieces, maybe it's shapeless.  He's wounded. He was hurt, he really felt it had no meaning. His heart has now been broken. 

Is this his destiny? If you can choose, then Shreya will choose never to come into the world. No, he would choose not to have any destiny. That way he won't get hurt, and no one will get hurt because of him. 

"It's not your fault, baby, you didn't do anything. It's not your fault, you were born for me, to accompany my life. Not for anyone else, mama left you for me, so that I could survive with all the happiness that you brought in my life. Not for anyone else, but for me, for me.''

Damian hugged Shreya tightly. The two are now both in tears. Damian has let go of all the dark bonds that have been curbing his feelings. From today, this second, he is no longer the same Damian.

Their lives will no longer be the same. From now on, their lives will start from the starting point. The point where everything will be re-written on a completely blank white sheet.

"Let's go!" take Damian to his sister.

...Meanwhile.....

In his study, Darma sat down on his chair while looking at the picture frame containing the picture of his late wife. 

"You see what you've done? you see what happened to that girl? uh huh? You should have stayed alive to make up for it all, but what did you do, you left all the sins that the girl had to bear alone? do I think with your death I will forgive everything you've done, and accept the girl? You're wrong Laura! You're wrong! I'll just avenge what you should have received for him, for the princess you left behind!"

I will make you and that bastard rot in hell with all the wounds and hatred your daughter will receive! Rot with her Laura! Rot away!"

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