
The sound of shards made of glass continued to echo in a simple house.
Occasionally there was a cry from a small child, sometimes also roaring for mercy.
"Basic son of a fucking carrier! Just die you!" hardik the woman, who was none other than her own mother. Once again the glass thing broke somehow hit what.
Followed by the screams of a six-year-old, he could only roar and cry.
"Agot!" squeal the child.
His voice sounded bitter, whether the pain like what he felt in there, pitying if people heard it.
"Maryam, stop! You can kill your own son!" lauren shouted from outside the house while banging on the door of the simple house.
"Damn it, the door's in the lock!" Gerrutu Lauren's upset.
"Go, don't interfere! whether he dies or not, it's none of your business!" a woman from inside the house.
Her tone was full of emotions, no matter what made her like that, it all started from the death of her husband three years ago. The woman continued to torture her own biological child without the slightest mercy.
"You must not be stupid, Maryam! He's your son, don't you love him?" crying Lauren emotion, she could not understand how a mother did not have the slightest compassion for her only son.
"Auntie I'm going out, help me bi!" shouted the six-year-old boy.
His voice implied how frightened and in pain he was, Lauren really did not know what to do at the moment.
He did not answer the boy's words, because it was heard that the woman named Maryam hit him again.
Lauren ran to a nearby neighbor's house to ask for help, thankfully there were still people willing to help in the middle of the night.
Still lucky Lauren came on time, somehow her heart suddenly became uneasy when she remembered her niece.
Fortunately, there were still neighbors who were awake at midnight, after telling them what had happened. They rushed to the house to save the boy who was being molested by his own mother.
Without further ado they immediately broke down the door, the six-year-old boy appeared to be sprawled with a very sad situation.
His forehead was covered in blood, his body was covered in bruises, not knowing what his mother had done until he became critical like that.
Without waiting any longer, Lauren and some of the people who helped her immediately took the boy to the hospital for help.
While some secure women who molest their own children and hand them over to the authorities.
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Until now everything is still so clear, the blows and tantrums of the woman named Maryam in the mind of Byakta.
Soon he opened the nightstand drawer and took drugs that helped him calm down if the dark time came back to haunt him.
"By, what's wrong?" asked the middle-aged woman worried.
The middle-aged woman immediately ran from her room, upon hearing the cry of her niece who was so strong.
Not only Laure, some of the guards and household assistants who had not slept yet, panicked when they heard their master yell very loudly inside the room.
Byakta who was still breathing and pounding his heart just shook his head, the shadow always came whenever he was too stressed about one thing.
After taking the medicine he took from the nightstand drawer, Byakta felt a little calm, the sweat that had poured down his body slowly disappeared.