The Love of Casanova

I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!

Now Daily has arrived at the terrace of Nek Lai's house, which is the home of his grandmother who he lived all this time. The house was so quiet, like there was no life in it.

"Miss, Ai's coming home." call the poor girl while knocking on the door.

"Daily, you're home?" ask one of the neighbors. Daily only nodded slowly, and covered her face which still had blue marks on the corners of her lips and forehead.

"Where's Ai's grandmother, Auntie?" ask the Daily to the neighbor.

"There's a back," replied the neighbor whom Bibi called by the Daily.

"If so, Ai go back first, Bi." With such courtesy, Daily told the man to head to the back of the house, where Nek Lai was at the moment.

The Daily walked to the back of the house. Not far away Daily walked, the poor girl had fallen because of pain in her left leg due to being dragged a few days ago by Frans.

"The daily!" squeal at the neighbor called Aunt by the Daily. Let's just say the woman's name is Aunt Rohaya. "What's wrong with you, son?" Aunt Rohaya helps Daily get up and takes the poor girl to a seat.

The neighbors who heard Aunt Rohaya's screams, immediately came out of their homes. They're happy not to play after seeing the Daily come home.

"Thank God, the Daily is finally home" said another neighbor.

"Call Nek Lai in the back garden" said Aunt Rohaya. "I called her balek. But it seems he was so lazy to go home after the Daily Indak was home." explained Aunt Rohaya.

Soon, Nek Lai, who was called by one of the neighbors, finally returned home.

"God, my grandson is finally home!" shouted Nek Lai as he approached Aunt Rohaya and Daily who were sitting on the edge of the porch of the house.

The people were so sorry to see the state of the Daily. The poor girl's body was covered in bruises, they were more pityed and sad after hearing the story coming out of Daily's lips. That he had been tortured even harassed by men who did not know him.

"Oh my God, Daily." Nek Lai cried bitterly after hearing the poignant story that happened to his grandson.

So also with the neighbors, they so know how the attitude and nature of the Daily so far.

"The man thinks, Ai is Daisy's sister, Grandma. What mistake did Daisy Brother make that man hate her, and why Ai yanh should accept all this. God is very fair to Ai" said Daily. The poor girl's cries spilled back. "Where does God say is all-fair and all-powerful? In fact, Ai is currently a dirty woman who is useful Indak." shouted the Daily hysterically.

The poor girl did not care about the many neighbors in her grandmother's house. She felt that she was now a woman who was no longer useful and also the trash of society.

"You can't talk like that, Ai. We're all residents of this complex so glad you could return safely" one resident said. "We all care about you who've been the victim of that abuse."

"Yes, Ai. So never consider yourself useless" said another resident.

"If you remember the man's face, we'd better report it to the police" said another resident. "For the man to receive recompense for what he did to you."

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Buk up!

"Auch.. What's it doing, bang?" Frash held the corner of his lips that were bleeding from the raw bogeman he received.

"What am I doing, you say? What's?" Pras looked at the Little Sister with an angry look. "Which woman have you locked up and you tortured and harassed in your apartment?"

The deg!

Frans is shocked to learn that his brother hid an innocent girl in his apartment.

"Pe-pe-woman where do you mean, brother?" Frans stuttered and tried to stand up.

"The frail woman I've brought home!" lead Prash made Frans even more surprised.

"Mom's really disappointed in you, Frans. Why haven't you ever listened to the advice you've been giving all this time? Did your mother's words just take the wind last?"

The middle-aged woman who was wearing the shar'i hijab was crying sadly. She felt like she was the worst mother in the world because she had failed to educate her son.

"Mom, Frans can explain" Frans said. The young man really could not bear to see his mother grieve what else was crying. "Frans is the wrong person, not the girl who actually wants Frans to torture. But another girl, Frans, was wrong because she was a twin." Frans explained.

"That's why!" cetus Pras's.

"Really, bang. Frans has not released the girl because Frans has not apologized to her" Frans said.

Buk up!

Pras again beat his sister, until his sister fell down on the floor of the middle room of the house.

"What, with an apology, can you restore the frail girl's sanctity? Is it with your apologies that you can bring things back to the way they were? Can you treat the trauma and the girl's mentality?" geram Pras's. "I'm sorry I'll never get things back, Frans. What if all those misfortunes happened to our sister? How's it?" shouted Pras.

"If all that happens to Dinda, then I will crush the man's body" Frans said slowly.

"Haha.. Well then, I'm not wrong if I have to crush your bones. Because that girl and Dinda are both girls!" Pras laughs wryly.

Buk up! Buk up!

The man hit his sister's face again until it bruised and turned blue.

"Mother will never forgive you and will not consider you to be a mother's son, if you can't account for what you did to that girl!"

With tears breaking, the mother of Pras and Frans passed away leaving her two sons behind.

"You heard that, Frans. Nor would I consider you my brother if you were a coward!" point Pras before he steps leaving his sister lying on the living room floor alone.