Rhinayung

The more tormented

My mother left, I didn't think about what would happen next. I was getting excited and excited about making preparations for growing chilies. Dirty work, which may not be commonly done by children my age.

"Byuriurrr!"

A bucket of water landed on my body, making me flutter. I immediately opened my eyes, just after the water was gone. I saw my father standing behind me, with sharp glaring eyes.

"Back home!" snapped my father while dragging my hand.

I did not get to stand up, until I finally fell because of the drag. My father did not let go of the drag, still dragging even though my body was on its stomach.

"It hurts!" my moans while enduring the pain of that drag. Many small rocks and pebbles hurt my body. A lot of ground was stuck to my wet clothes.

Really, this is not a human act. It's the devil's deed! Satan will truly be the inhabitant of eternal hell.

"sick! Please, let me go! I stand first and I'll go home on foot!" I screamed while crying.

I deliberately tightened my crying voice, so that people heard and immediately helped me.

"Step dragging! Don't release! If the intention is to go home, you have gone home without being forced!" shouted my mother, who turned out to be involved here as well.

Really, a cruel and heartless mother. I'm his daughter, why treat me like this? Why never defend me?

"Rinayung, grandson! Release my grandson!" my grandmother shouted while crying.

"Shut up, old lady! Don't interfere in my business!" snapped my father to my grandmother violently.

"Please! Help u! Help me!" my grandmother shouted while running to ask the help of the surrounding people.

"Shut up! This is how I educate my son! It's my right, don't interfere!" snapped at my father while stepping on my head.

"It's not educating! But persecuting! Please, Sir! Let go, if you don't want to go to jail!" said one of the residents, whose voice I already know very well.

"prisoned? My son! I have the right to educate in any way! I treat it like this, so as not to be a whiny person later! You know, the world is cruel!" said my father who did not want to listen to the people who came.

"Why do you guys stay here? Or will this child die before your eyes? Go quickly! Don't interfere in our family affairs!" hardik my father returned to the citizens.

"We're leaving, but please let Rinayung go! Please, Sir! Release!" said one citizen.

My grandmother's cries became more and more. I also faintly heard many citizens calming my grandmother.

"Yes, I'll let go!" my father said while releasing me.

One of the residents approached me, then gave me a drink. I haven't had a chance to gulp the drink, my father has snatched and threw the glass away.

"I've let go! Hurry up, you guys! Or Rinayung will die!" hardik my father to the citizens for the umpteenth time.

I didn't hear any more people crowding in, they started leaving me and my dad one by one. I'm disappointed in the citizens, why can't that many of them beat my father? Why, is it my destiny to suffer?

"Rinayung, stand!" my father said slowly.

I tried to stand up from earlier, but I still staggered. My head hurts and my whole body hurts. I was shivering because of the pail of water earlier. A lot of soil was stuck in my body. Really, this is torture I'll remember all my life.

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