There's Love for Women

CHAPTERS I

The warmth in the family is not measured by the size of the area of the house, but the extent of happiness that occupies it.

But that term doesn't apply to what I'm going through.

My name is a girl, a young girl who should be enjoying my youth like my peers. In this little house I live with my mother and that son of a bitch, he's the one I call dad.

The rain fell so hard I peeked through the window because my heart was shady hearing the sound of the rain and seeing the dew left in the window but my gaze changed because the bastard had already come soaking wet was opening the small fence of the house, I hurried into the room, turned off the room lights and entered the blanket.

The sound of a slow footstroke towards my room and I forgot to lock the door in a hurry,

Clamps...

The sound of my bedroom door opening and locked from the inside.The two hands of the demon forcibly opened the blanket that I held firmly.

That jerk started kissing my lips forcibly.

My pants and my clothes were opened with a fierce and began to smell everything not to forget he whispered in my ear,

"you're your mother's replacement! If you make a fuss your mother's life won't survive! don't you know your mother can't live without me?".

After that he put it many times with lust and again - again whispering, again,

"You're a big boy, getting better and more tender!

I could only be silent to feel his depraved action accompanied by dim lights and the sound of rain.

Don't expect me to cry because my tears have been completely dry since he took my honor.

"Don't you say?? do you deserve to do this to your only princess??"whispered heart.

****

The rain had begun to subside I walked towards my mother's room after cleansing myself of water and soap from the bathroom.

I looked at the face of my mother who was asleep.

"I'm fine ma'am. I'm powerful. I'll do anything to bring mom to keep getting treatment.If mom's healthy we move in soon mom!". The whispers of my heart held back the tears while holding the hands of my mother.

****

The next morning as usual after feeding the mother, darkened his body I immediately get ready for school.

"Mom, you're leaving first". Whisper my mother's ears and kiss her hands.

After closing the door, I walked to the front,

"Shy,najis!" Inwardly I speak.

Look at his frizzy face sleeping on a couch! If I can change my fate I just want him dead but unfortunately I don't want to dirty my hands.

I rode a motorbike beat from a night's work that I set aside for a year because it could pretty much reduce my fare.

Arriving at school as usual Dera my best friend was waiting for me in front of the class,

"Pu, don't go in first! We're going to get a bag".pinta dera while pleading.

I clicked my watch, but 15 minutes to go in.

"Yep-iya ayok".

Actually I don't really like cantin because so many pairs of male eyes look at me lustfully but because of the dera that asks I can't afford to reject it.

"I'm envious! The same path you all meliatin mulu feels the same way artist". Said dera while brewing her sweet iced tea.

"What the hell, how you feel once der".Reply relax.

"It's true, pu! it's natural that you are a beauty of boredom!".

I let out a long sigh, "beautiful what the hell!".

"Look at my disbelief! Okay face, okay body let alone try less?".

"Udahan deh der, as long as we are friends it is mulu deh that you discuss. Tired of knowing!".

I suddenly fell silent. I hate questions that are repeated every day.

Dera looked at my face,

"Hey.ih he's daydreaming! Pu,pu..heard the hell?".

I who gasped at the question answered, "Yes sorry-sorry, but the latest drakor's mind!".I tried to divert the question from the dera.

"Ntar discussed drakor. So when can I look at a aunt?let me bring your favorite black glutinous porridge, auntie!".

"Yes der patience yes, the reason is really that you have to recover so you can not be found".

"That's yeah? Yes, but don't forget to tell me when".

I just nodded in a smile. "Sorry der, I just don't want you to be a victim of that son of a bitch's lust if you meet you at home". Inner whispering.

After that we went to class because in 2 minutes the tejo pack will definitely enter class.

"Master, last night I had a glimpse of you!". Said my classmates who actually did not like me more precisely envious.

"Gue's never been anywhere!".I replied indifferently.

"Truly, his face looks a lot like lo!! in the haryono street area directions to that old-fashioned discotheque!". Bora continued with confidence.

Dera who really does not like bora also rebukes him,

"eh if you want slander, look carefully! don't you just talk!".

"Loh, it's just a doang because it looks a bit like!".

Dera approaches bora, "you mean the lady on her working night? Da? Eh he's out at night so never like ugly people!".

Bora immediately replied to the derah's words cynically,

"Heh, I didn't say that! so that's what sewed anyway!".

I pulled out a hand of dera to end the mouth war scene with the bora.

Suddenly, Mr. Tejo came in, "What's this noisily?".

"There's nothing sir!".I answered to the tejo pack and immediately pulled the dera to a seat.

"Oh, get back to your seats! Today we're going to finish some practice before next week's exam!".

Dera suddenly spoke softly towards me, "Once again he said all sorts of things he made me! Your time is so!".

"Not to be taken for granted by his nonsense!". Answer's short.

My heart rages on with my defense of me no matter how he responds if one day he finds out that it's my job every night,

"I'm sorry der,!"whispered heart.

****

After school, after school,

Pu,wait! to the gramed yok finished it we're hanging out!" Bring dera.

I glanced at my watch carefully, "I don't think I can deh der because I have to give routine mother medicine".

"Yes, we have already given aunty medicine aja new cus deh kegramed".

"Hold on, der, so I can't go anywhere! want to focus on mom's treatment".

"Huft.iya also anyway, yes already another time I have already picked up the driver sir tuh.Be careful on the road ya pu, salam same aunt". Dera replied while waving her hand.

I want to say because honestly I need time for refreshing but clearly imagined the face of the mother who really needs my time.

"Is there anything more difficult than my bad luck on the other side of the world? or am I the only one experiencing something like this? ask me to myself.

I turned on the motorbike and rushed home because I had to feed my mother and medicine after that rest to continue my night service.