TOXIC: Story of Masha

Part 4's

A few weeks have passed, the final exam for the graduation of Masha's high school years is over, and her diploma is now also in Masha's hands.

The university where Masha applied for her application has also sent a reply, if Masha was accepted there with a scholarship.

Masha could breathe a sigh of relief, and could already get ready to leave that house.

The sound of crying from the room opposite Masha's room, not at all disturbing, let alone an obstacle for Masha to pack her things.

Kinan had been crying sobbing for the past few days.

Perhaps her tears could not dry up, although her voice now sounded hoarse, mixed with the voice of her beloved mother, who persuaded Kinan to stop crying.

Kinan did not graduate high school, and had to repeat his schooling again.

"Masha! Open door! I want to talk to you!" masha's father's voice, along with a knock on the door of his room, interfered with Masha's packing process.

Masha took a deep breath, and exhaled quickly and violently, then went to open the door for her father.

"We'll just talk in front!" masha's father said, while walking first, and Masha followed behind him.

His father took a seat on one of the sofa sections, and Masha then sat on the opposite side.

"Why didn't you apply to the university in town?" ask Masha's father.

Masha's father's question, sounds bad in Masha's ear, as if something will happen, beyond Masha's wishes.

Masha simply fell silent, and was in no mood to give any excuses.

"Masha! Did you hear Dad's question?" masha's father's voice was rising.

"Yes," answered Masha briefly and flatly.

"Then answer father's question! Why don't you just enroll in college in this town?" ask Masha's father again.

Masha was silent again.

If Masha answers the question honestly, there will be a war in the house, between Masha and her father.

"Masha! You mute?" snapped Masha's father who was now standing from his seat.

"I want to go to the university I wanted to go to. That's it.." answered Masha flatly.

"You reasoned that you could stay alone, right? So you're free to do everything you want, even if it'll embarrass me?" loud snapping of Masha's father being-so.

Masha didn't know how to talk to this father-like model old man, and finally just chose to keep quiet and keep her mouth shut.

"A damn kid!"

Pllaack!

A violent clash, just as hard a slap landed on Masha's face.

Masha stood up and tried to avoid her father.

But the Masha movement seems to be making things worse.

Masha's father pulls Masha, and slams her to the floor.

Skin belts, being a powerful weapon to make Masha grimace in pain.

Slash after slash from the belt swing, becoming a whip that touched almost all parts of Masha's body that it could reach.

Goddamn it, you old jerk!

Masha could only cuss inside her heart, while enduring the pain of the lash, which hardly stopped making her skin peel off.

Perhaps already content to beat up Masha, the lash then stopped.

"You won't go to college, if you don't want to go to college in this town" said Masha's father, then walked away, leaving Masha still lying on the floor.

The gaping skin makes Masha barely able to breathe.

His hands and feet were flowing with fresh blood, which was no less abundant than the blood that came out of Masha's mouth.

Masha gathered her strength, to stand up from the floor, slowly.

Holding onto the wall, Masha walked slowly towards her room.

Although her father forbids her, Masha remains determined to leave the house forever.

When, Masha was about to reach the door of her room, her father was seen waltzing out from inside the room, while holding some sheets of paper, which most likely, was Masha's diploma.

Masha went into her room.

All this time...

Masha never cried again.

But all this has been so outrageous.

Masha's heartache was unbearable, with her tears that she couldn't contain anymore.

Masha closed the room door, and locked it from the inside.

Masha's cry broke out right then and there.

Covering her face with a pillow, Masha shouted hysterically.

What exactly was Masha born into this world?

Masha begins to blame her God, whom she considers unfair, while giving her life.

The pain all over her body, was no longer felt by Masha.

His heartache and disappointment were much more painful, compared to his bruised and bleeding skin.

Masha did not stop crying until it was dark outside the window, with no sunlight left.

Gratuitous...

Even though Masha was crying to death, it would still be useless.

As long as Masha stays in the house, Masha will still get unfair treatment from her father, and Masha will probably just die silly.

Masha made up her mind.

By filling her school backpack with a few pieces of clothing, which could fit inside, Masha intends to escape from the house.

Masha changed her clothes with more decent clothes, complete with her hair rolled into a hat, and mountain sandals.

Slowly, Masha opened her bedroom window, and crawled out of that window into the side yard of the house.

Wearing her backpack, Masha walked slowly to get out of the yard of her father's house.

Apparently, no one knew that Masha had left the house.

On the streets of the complex which is also quiet, Masha can walk away from the area without being discovered.

Masha quickened her footsteps, in order to quickly disappear from the housing.

When the masha was on the highway, Masha still continued to walk fast, while lowering her head, to a motorcycle, stopping her steps, and making Masha's heart pounding with fear.

Is this maybe his father who's following Masha?

But, the motorbike driver was too calm, if it was indeed Masha's father.

Masha raised her head slowly, and saw who the person who was blocking her was.

Doni.

Again the young man who appeared suddenly near Masha.

"Byeah...! It turns out, it's really you!" said Doni.

Masha passed Doni without saying anything, and walked away from it.

Doni as if not willing to give up just like that, and back to block the steps of Masha.

"Where are you going with that look?" ask Doni.

"Why your hand?" ask Doni again before Masha walks again, and move away from the young man.

"Masha! Did anyone hurt you?" exclaims Doni, then holds Masha's shoulder.

Masha did not want to answer Doni's question, and just moved her shoulders so that Doni would let go of her grip.

But, Doni held back the backpack used by Masha, making Masha can no longer walk away.

"I'm not going to hurt you... I promise.." said Doni slowly.