
3 Years before
"Makkk"
the shrill scream in the middle of the night broke the silence, as a man dragged forcibly a 35-year-old woman with an incredible savage, beautiful hair down her in Jambak violently, and her hair was, continue to be dragged from the room to the living room .
The shabby house became a silent witness, the neighbors seemed silent not to dare at all to help. Silence is a wise choice, or helping is the same as choosing to die prematurely.
A 17-year-old young girl was crying hysterically, holding the man's waist as hard as she could.
"Don't sir, don't...."
the man violently threw the girl's body back, bouncing up to several meters and smashed into the wall of the reot house.
"Bram..Bram. Don't do this, I'm not strong anymore"
the woman was crying hysterically, trying to remove the man's hand from her hair.
"Serve his guests, get his money just home"
"I don't want Bram anymore, I'm sick Bram, I'm sick"
the greater the rejection, the greater the torture that comes.
"Mommy's on her way here, she's already very angry"
"I'm sick Bram, I'm sick"
the woman kept crying
"Your debts are more important than your life"
"Sir.. pakkk. don't do that"
the little girl was back inching, enduring the pain of crawling up to the man earlier, holding tightly to her feet while continuing to cry.
"Crazy.mad..."
suddenly a beautiful woman with menor makeup and sexy clothes burst into the shabby house, staring resentfully at the woman inside.
"Mommy"
the woman cried, trying to approach the woman menor called mami.
"You know what your debt is, huh?"
"I know, I know, I'll look for her another way, I'm really sick, I can't work selling myself mami"
the so-called mami patted her tanagn, laughing out loud.
hahaha
"Bram time he borrowed money how?"
"Hmm hm"
the man cleared his throat
The sound of ridicule sounded so painful, the woman sobbed.
"So? you want to run away from your promises?"
the mother spoke, trying to sit on a butut sofa chair that was clearly not halal for her to sit on it felt.
"Mak's really sick, Mak's sick mami"
the little girl spoke as she moved towards the feet of the mother.
The mother touched the girl's chin hard
"200 Million in the present time is not a good thing to look for, if you're a regular prostitute you think how many years can gather everything huh?"
The woman's tone sounded horrible
"Now the man you call this Mak, said he'd pay him another way, what would he wear? a leaf? paper? or be a beggar on the street?"
"If Santi can't, his son can count on enough"
suddenly the man spoke quickly, glancing at the mother while grinning at her smile.
Clearly the woman called Santi was startled, Directly grabbing her daughter's body as fast as lightning.
the mother grinned, looking carefully at the beautiful face in front of her.
young, not yet 17 years old, brown eyeballs with blue irises, blonde hair with porcelain-like white skin, European-aceh ancestry, and a virgin.
"Rinto "
the woman shouted towards the front, a man darted in
"Thanks to his son, take him to the main nightclub, he'll be the star of the year"
"Mommy.mommy.."
"Makkk..."
screaming sounds screeched again throughout the night, a loud punch hit the woman's body, the girl was dragged forcibly into the car, carried heartlessly to the most elite nightclub in downtown Jakarta.
*******
God where are you?
did my prayer sound back there? I'm just a human being, wanting to live the same life as them, chatting, school, playing and even enjoying life like a child my age, but why? why did you put a man like me in the dirtiest dump on earth the wrong way?
Sacred Adelia
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notes \=
the holy novel season will be different
there will be a story of him that makes your heart full because of him, there is a sweet story that makes him know if in this world there is still his name of love, even though he is wild, there is a sweet story that makes him know if in this world there is still his name of love, she is a woman who still has a conscience and love.