The Sky and the Stars

The Past of Laras 2

"Pa.I don't want any!"

"You must obey what Papa said, and your omamu has agreed."

"Why do you always want to be alone? You never think about my feelings?"

The girl started to sob. Resisting all the frustration and disappointment hidden in him. His life has always been controlled by his father as well as his oma.

The young Laras now ran away leaving his father in his study. For whatever is on this earth, Laras swears to hate his father. The man was so selfish, in his life only power he always thought of.

This is where he escaped. The only place that could make his heart improve in such a short time. Accompanied by a cup of warm drinks with a fresh sour taste combined with steeping tea with a soothing aroma. Favorite drink as well as natural therapy for his chaotic soul.

"This hour still works?" The young man asked as he thrust out a sweet painted setoples with a sprinkling of cheese on its surface.

Laras looked over and then he nodded weakly.

"Don't be forced if you're tired! Go home and take a break" suggested Ferdi.

Barrel exhaled his breath rough. He stopped his finger from dancing on his laptop keyboard.

He gulped down a warm lemontea that now had only half a glass left. Ferdi opened the lid of the painting jar that he brought earlier then took one of the many small and sweet objects.

He directed the painting towards Laras. With a slight smile the girl opened her mouth accepting the cake.

"That's really fucking marijuana!" Ferdi sok grumbling. Though he was very happy to do a small thing that means big for the beautiful girl in front of him now.

"Will you go home?" ask Laras.

Ferdi glanced at the watch in his hand, "In a moment anyway, why?"

"I'm hungry!" i'm Laras. "Can you be masakin?"

"You're sure what it is?"

"What a hell! Whatever Mas Ferdi cooked must be delicious!" Laras smiled and was greeted by a jolt from Ferdi at the end of his nose.

"You can if you want to!"

Laras followed the young man into the kitchen. Observing how the young man concocted seasoning for his cooking. The shiny object with one of its sharp sides was moving agilely over the light blue iris board.

Almost 20 minutes waiting for the expected food is now presented beautifully on the table. Baras had to swallow his saliva with difficulty when he saw how tempting this one food was.

'Miso Glazed Black Cod' is the most popular food for restaurant visitors at this hotel.

And Laras was the first time to see firsthand how the chef made the delicious food.

"Kok didiemin food? He said he was hungry?" Ferdi admonished Laras who did not seem to have the heart to eat such beautiful food.

"I can't bear to ruin the order!" Laras.

"Dorak it!"

Laras laughs, "But really Mas, try deh diiat.ikan his cod so exotic so yes! Gosh...." The strangled barrel itself saw the look of the fish which was originally white turned shiny brown.

Ferdi only shook his head to hear the girl chattering. Isn't it strange if the rich are amazed just by the class food of fish.

"Deed! It's more sweet not to eat." Ferdi reminded again.

***

"Mas..can nebeng not go home?" ask Laras.

Ferdi seemed surprised by the question of the girl in front of him now.

"Your car?"

"So the tires deflated, Mas. Keep carrying the same workshop person."

"Oh yeah, I'll take you."

The clock is already pointing at 10.25pm. The streets of the Capital at this time are quite empty. So there will be no reason to crash for tonight.

Laras glanced at Ferdi who seemed to be focused on the road in front of him. None of the two human children. Until suddenly the voice from Ferdi's cell phone rang.

"Yes hello!" greet Ferdi to the caller.

"Help me Fer, now!" Someone's orders there. "This is urgent.my men have been wiped out by them."

Ferdi was silent for a moment. While Laras seemed indifferent to the chat Ferdi and the person who called him.

"Where are you?"

Ferdi's face turned worried. He glanced at Laras who was getting sleepy. That girl, looks tired. But Ferdi must immediately help his friend who is in danger. A little late maybe his best friend will be caught by the enemy.

Ferdi then took the initiative to bring Laras back to his apartment only. For a few more minutes Ferdi had entered the road to his apartment.

"Take it!" Ferdi handed him a card to get into his apartment.

Barrel knitted his brows, "What is this?"

"Floor 35, Block C. Room number 22!" As Ferdi's intruction on the Barrel.

Laras is further confused by Ferdi's intentions.

"That's my apartment! You rest there. I must help my friend who is in danger!" Ferdi stopped his car right in front of the apartment lobby.

Without commenting, Laras immediately obeyed Ferdi's orders.

"The password, the last six numbers of your phone number."

Laras was stunned to hear Ferdi's words. But as if there was no time again Ferdi immediately asked Laras down and immediately entered the apartment. Before that, he said something to the girl.

"Don't open the door for anyone! You gotit?" Laras nodded, "come in!"

***

Nearly two hours later Ferdi has not returned. Laras, the girl had already fallen asleep inside the man's room.

Laras gasped when he heard a noise from the direction of the apartment kitchen which he only currently lives in.

The barrel came out of the room trying to check the source of the sound.

"Mas Ferdi's home yet?" asked Laras a little doubtful. Because the atmosphere of the room was quite dark.

There's no answer. Means not Ferdi thinks barrel.

When Laras will return to the room suddenly his mouth smothered someone from behind. The girl rebelled, but her strength wasn't strong enough to get away from that person.

In the dark atmosphere Laras could not see clearly the face of the man. Now the stranger had managed to take him on the sofa in the middle room.

Barrels are still trying to break away. With all his might the girl bit the palm that was smothering her mouth.

"Fuckers!" talk about that guy.

Baras could hear the man moaning in the pain of his palm that might be bleeding.

The tiny body was trembling with fear. The world seems to have collapsed. In his heart he kept chanting prayers so that he could be safe tonight. I don't know who the person who is currently trying to do evil to him but what is clear is that Laras is very afraid.

The girl is now hiding behind a large closet that is not where she is. Whether it's in the kitchen, the living room or the room, Laras doesn't care.

His body grew shivering as the sound of that step drew closer. And.yes! The girl was caught by someone again.

"To-tolooong!" Barrel screaming.

Unfortunately, no one will help the girl. One slap landed on his soft cheek.

"Let'soo!"

The barrel felt something salty penetrate his tongue. Tears mixed with fresh blood from the corners of his lips melted in his sense of taste.

The foreign man increasingly brutally snatched away the girl's clothes. Tear it rough until the clothes are scattered.

Barrels screamed hysterically. Begging the man to stop. For whatever sake Laras would rather die than have to go through this torture.

Again Laras tried to run but he was still caught. In addition to this space is quite dark also Laras has not yet memorized where the location of the door and the way out of this apartment.

"I beg you.let me go!"

There was no answer from the man, there was precisely the man who increasingly rudely touched him.

The crying of Laras grew more and more when all of his clothes had been successfully removed by the man.

And...

Seriate...

Oh Allah.deg-degan really nulis this part. Want to stop..Subah do not really have the same barrel, but yes want how again? Fate Laras already bad already in the hands of othor wkwkwkww....!

The spirit!!!