My slave Canduku
Episode 21
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"Is Lona the daughter of Hitoru and the woman you mentioned?" Ask Mr. Devan curiously.
"That's right, sir. Even so I did not kidnap him, it was Hitoru's second wife who told me to kill him. But somehow, until now I never had the heart to eliminate it." The mysterious man replied, honestly.
"Alright, I accepted your offer to cooperate. Come with me! Aron prepared a hotel for him, try not to be far from my hotel" said Mr. Devan.
"Okay, sir," replied Aron's secretary.
"Let go of the woman" Devan told the mysterious man.
The mysterious man headed straight for Lona, and immediately released the rope that bound Lona.
POV LONA:
Not far away was my place from the two humans there, but I could not hear what they were talking about.
But once in a while Dad looked at me with a million resentments in his eyes. Daddy hates me! I really don't understand your attitude, I don't even know why you hate me so much.
Look what he did to me. He kidnapped me, where there was a father, doing the same thing my father does today.
The money! Is it true just because of the money, dad did all this craziness. For the sake of getting money, father even had the heart to kidnap and sell his own children.
I wanted so badly to scold, curse, even curse my father. I really want to ask her, why is she doing all this to me? Why would he take care of me? Why would you kidnap me and now sell me? What mistake did I make that my father hated me so much?. I'd really like to ask you those questions. But, somehow my tongue feels moody and heavy when going to say.
I held back all my anger with all my might. I saw my father approach me, then let go of the rope wrapped around my body. And then let go of the duct tape in my mouth violently.
I grimaced with the pain in my mouth, as well as my hands and feet that were chafed by the rope. And without a sense of sin, my father dragged me back. I just kept my head down inside. Dad took me out of that barn, following Mr. Devan who had first come out of the barn.
During the trip no one spoke. I began to limp, the pain began to come to me one by one, until in the end I closed my eyes that felt so heavy.
When I woke up, I was in my room. I woke up soon because I got the call of nature. I immediately headed for the bathroom in the kitchen. When I finished I took the p3k box in the kitchen. Then apply the ointment on the wound on my wrist as well as on my ankle.
When I finished, I immediately looked for something to eat. There was only bread and in the end I only ate bread without jam.
As soon as I finished filling my stomach, I headed straight for the room to continue my rest.
The next morning, I woke up early. I don't make breakfast, because my body is really unfriendly. That morning I was shivering behind my cloth, my body felt very crumpled, my head felt very dizzy, my breath felt tight, cold sweat began to wet my clothes. That morning I also returned to fever.
Every time I get a fever, I'll just be like this. No one is taking care of. I'll just cry, let me cry. I was a crybaby. That's me, a girl who can only cry when the pain gnaws at my body.
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