The Story Of The Lives Twins

CHAPTER 8

The bullying action carried out by Naldo continues even more so, he told his friends to hold Alan's hands and constantly beat his body repeatedly.

"Squeals! Weak fellow! so do not need to be pretentious hero loe ngatain grotto not man, but feel that his name is male!" Naldo immediately kicked Alan right in the int*mnya area.

Brak!

Of course Alan immediately charged in pain.

"Aggstn ... Aghb ..."

"Eh Do, don't overdo it until something serious happens with him how?" The wasis looked worried.

"Whispering, don't have to do a lot of vacuuming, Sis." Naldo did not care.

Alan was still moaning in pain while holding the area that Naldo had kicked. He stared intently and then said "Junk!"

Making Naldo glare at hearing that, "what did you just say? trashy? loe that's Alan's trash son!"

"I say once again, you're really not manly in the way you play around like this, like shit!" Alan repeated without expression of fear even though his position was very bad.

Naldo was burning with emotion when he heard the sentence that Alan had just said, then told Dodi and Yudha to hold the two hands of Alan who was now in a curled position. Naldo pressed Alan's shoulder until Alan sat down.

After Alan was in that position, Naldo immediately stepped on his head with his feet.

Brek!

Not satisfied with that, the foot of Naldo who had stepped on Alan's head immediately he swung towards the head.

Brak!

Alan fell down when his hands were released by Dodi and Judah was helpless. However, Naldo is still not satisfied with his abuse. Getting closer, pulling Alan's collar back to hit him, but before all that happened one of his friends said "Do, it's enough do"

"Why did you block the cave, Dodi!" Naldo was angry.

"Ssttt ... Shut up Do, look at it." The Dodi pointed towards the window, there was a shadow of the opaque glass security guard passing outside the room. Naldo also smothered Alan's mouth while whispering softly near Alan's ear "Just look at you if you scream" anticipating if Alan to scream.

After the security guard had crossed the room and walked away, Naldo kicked Alan as a bully he did.

Brak!

Until Alan fell down and was left by them out of the room. After Naldo and his entourage left, Alan crawled to his feet while holding his stomach, very sick to him after being hit many times by them.

Slowly step out of that empty space back into the library. As a result of the excruciating pain he sat leaning between the books on the shelf. For a moment his hand swept away the blood on his nose which still continued to flow blood. Not finding the tissue he had to tear the paper from the book there to wipe his blood.

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A few moments later out of the library room, the beginning of the intention to go back to the dorm, but considering that tomorrow is a holiday, finally decided to go home alone.

Coincidentally today does not bring more pocket money, as a result of returning home on foot to a house that is very far away. He walked very slowly and slightly staggered - feeling pain all over his body especially the abdomen, and his head was dizzy as a result of being kicked by Naldo.

Through an alternative way because they do not want to be seen by friends who know him at school or the residents who know him in such a sorry condition. When tired, sometimes he stopped the pace of his journey, resting for a moment under a shady tree while holding his stomach that felt very sick. When he felt his calm recovering, he resumed his journey until it took more than 2 hours.

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It was late at dusk, now he arrived at his house, while still slowly stepping into the house, suddenly there was the sound of someone talking "Where have you been?" Namely, father.

"Why did you just get home at this hour, huh?" Ferdi repeated the same words in a sitting position in the living room chair while smoking and drinking a cup of coffee.

Alan lowered his head yet to utter any words.

"Hey, are you mute or deaf? asked instead of answering, just shut up!" Ferdi while turning off the cigarette putung on the ashtray on his desk. Then stand up, approach Alan while paying attention to the area of the face "What is this?"

Alan was silent.

"Well ... already want to be a hotshot apparently now you are" Ferdi held Alan's cheek that there were many bruises.

While Alan himself was still silent and lowered his head while his hands were still holding his stomach.

"Jawab my question, son of a bitch!" pekik Ferdi glared sharply.

Hearing the sentence that Ferdi had just said (trash kid) Alan looked towards Ferdi's eyes with a pitiful look.

Ferdi was overwhelmed with emotion, because Alan did not answer anything. Without further ado, she pushes Alan to the point where Alan falls into the door.

Brak!

Alan was still silent about to stand up, but Ferdi quickly approached and beat Alan with a punch to his stomach in a row and to the face that is still very bruised.

Brak! brak! brak!

It was powerless for Alan to endure the pain, so that the lips immediately uttered the word, "Pater's Pain ... Father's Pain …"

"Don't moan about your pain, you useless son of a bitch! come quickly my opponent, avenge my punch! Don't you be a hotshot on the outside, let's just hit me!" Shouted Ferdi while continuing to hit Alan's entire body, without exception.

Brak! brak! brak!

Blug up! Blug up! Blug up!

There was no resistance from him, making Ferdi furious in emotion, he immediately released his buckle/bind and then whipped Alan's body was very violent.

Ceprets! splashy! the cepreeet!

Alan curled up in pain and protected his face with both hands when the wind was constantly crashing all over his body, until finally both arms were scratched and bleeding due to being hit by the end of the buckle made of stainless.

The pain and pain of the lash that His Father did, He endured. It is only limited to whimpering in pain without tears coming out and not even the desire to fight it.

Not out of fear, nor could he dare or not, but only one that he instilled in his heart that it was not appropriate to be mistreated in the opponent also with ill treatment, the act of not being commendable was also reciprocated by an act of not being commendable, moreover it was done by his own parents. Which he respected him a lot.

Deep down, he desperately wished to earn the affection of his parents sincerely and purely, but whatever power his hopes had never materialized to this day, it was even the ill-treatment that he had always received as he was today.

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Next

As the scene unfolded, Ika came home from work, quickly stepped into the house.

"What's the matter, how noisy?" Ika asked no reaction to worry about Alan as she watched Alan sitting curled up in front of the middle door in torment by her husband.

"This is it, useless trash boy, already acting pretentious whiz he is. Dare to fight at school" replied Ferdi stopped his action for a moment.

"Duh, there's nothing, Fer stopped already, not good at hearing the neighbors" Ika replied as if not care about the matter.

Ferdi stopped his persecution of Alan, tired of persecuting him from a few minutes ago. After stopping the bullying to her, Lecher told her to do routine work as usual.

"Hey you! quickly change your clothes there, immediately do the job! don't be lazy!" Ferdi's orders are loud enough.

Slowly Alan stood up and nodded, then turned to the door there seemed to be someone entering the house none other than Yadi (Adik)

Alan saw his parents immediately greet and hug the Brother affectionately. Not only heard his parents ask about activities during Yadi at school and in the dormitory, making questions in his heart.

'Oh my Lord ... Why since childhood me and my sister are always differentiated by father and mother ... What was my fault that they all hated me?'

Then Ferdi turned to him, because he was still standing in the same position. "Hey son of a bitch! Any way you're bengong there, quickly finish your work, don't be lazy!"

Alan hurried away from there, went into the room to change clothes, finished it as soon as he began to do the usual work he did, such as washing dishes, sweeping, and so on.

Although the pain and pain was still very much felt, he held his calm, because even if he complained of pain by the torture his father had just done and if not do the job as it should be, his father would definitely do a torture that was much more painful than that.

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The day was getting dusk, when Alan was about to sweep in the living room, saw his sister was lying on a toy game chair while eating a snack.

The packets he ate were scattered on the table and the floor. Makes Alan shake his head.

"Sik, you move for a while, brother wants to clean up the part here, it's late afternoon." Alan Pinta.

But not in the gubris by his sister, because he was focusing on game toys.

Alan repeated his sentence. "Sik, you didn't hear huh? move on for a minute."

Yadi looked over for a moment full of fierce. "Aiihh, what a fussy loe!" Then focus on the hape.

"Hem ... You keep playing games instead of studying, soon there's a semester exam anyway?" Continue Alan.

"You learn cake, you want not cake, cave business is not a loe business!. you do not need to be nasehatin cave deh, just take care of your own business, you son of trash!" Yadi.

Alan always heard the phrase 'trash boy' repeatedly from all members of his family and all this time he never asked about it at all. However, Alan felt that he was not a doll that did not have a heart, for this time he finally asked Yadi.

"Why do you always call me a trash boy? so disgusting am I to you?"