The Fate of Love Ceo Psyco
Fear
Day goes by quietly. There's no joke that mom and dad always do with me.
I, who now lives alone at home, have to do all the work that my uncle and aunt give me every day. Moreover, when the house owned by the father and mother was sold by the uncle at a cheap price to cover so much debt.
Every day I have to mop, cook and prepare food for uncle and aunt to eat. There was no warm embrace they gave me let alone the soft kiss that mom always gave me when I was going to sleep.
"Heh son of a collector! my clothes have you washed yet!?" ask Liyani who is mopping the floor.
"Su.so bi. Liyani suns herself in the back of the house"
"good. Then now quickly you buy me the same flour chicken meat to the shop owned by Mr. Rohman in the village next door!"
I shook my head and started taking the money I threw on the floor. I set my feet and began to go to the next village which is quite a distance of about 3km. With small steps, I set the road so slippery because it ran out of rain last night.
The leg mat that started to rip and the breath that I started to pull slowly made me want to rest first.
This afternoon the sun was burning my body. I hold the fifty thousand in hand until it looks shabby.
It is seen that Mr. Rohman's shop is 10 meters away. I ran with excitement until I finally arrived.
"Assalamualaikum sir buy wheat flour with chicken meat one kilo" I shouted loudly.
With a smile Mr. Rohman took a few pieces of chicken and weighed them carefully.
"Who is Liyani here?'"
"Half sir"
"how pity that you are so far away from coming here alone. You must be tired, son. It's take, it's free for you" given him a bag of plastic drinks that are very appetizing.
I picked up the grocery and drink crackle he gave me.
"Thank you sir"
"The same"
Now it's time for me to go home soon. It took me an hour to walk from my aunt's house to the stall. Starting in the afternoon, I looked at the sun that was so hot facing me.
Hot and tired I feel. Drinking water in the hand is now gone. I put my feet up quickly to get home.
I walked down and clasped the groceries in my hand.
Fear is certainly the moment I feel. Moreover, the views of the young men stared intensely from my toes to my hair.
"Excuse me" I said softly as I lowered my head.
There was no answer from them, only they started to look up and started to walk behind me.
Without much time, one of the young man's hands held onto my shoulder. By reflex I turned around then bit hard on the young man's hand and ran as fast as I could.
I held tightly to the aunt's grocery crackle and ran as fast as I could while shouting for help.
The young men behind me ran after me who were getting tired. I took the road to one of the houses up the road to hide.
Fortunately, there was one of his grandfathers and grandchildren who I expected to be 8 years older than me. They both invited me to go inside the house and hide there.
Tocktails...
The door was knocked repeatedly. A couple of young men came in and talked to my grandfather who helped me.
"The little girl that came in here was Grandpa?"
"Little girl? oh that's my grandson. His father was working in the field and his mother was working in the kitchen. I'm his grandfather, who are you?"
Hearing the words of the grandfather, made the young men feel awkward and finally left me who was hiding in his grandson's room.
"Who are you" said the boy in front of me.
"Sa.i'm Liyani. Sorry if I disturbed you"
"Oh Liyani's. I know Damar. I live here with both grandfathers, you don't bother me"
Not long ago my grandfather who helped me also came and asked about the young men who were chasing me. Until I told the middle-aged man in front of me, until finally he wanted to take me home because it was late afternoon.
The old half that was getting worn out by him with a burning spirit. I sat in front and Damar sat behind Grandpa. The laughs we did together all the way. The Guyonan that my grandfather spoke made me entertained and could forget for a moment all the sadness I was experiencing. That was the first and last time I saw Damar .
