WOUNDS AND LOVE

Wounds and Love

"I, just don't want to, a vanity bearer* like you, is here. Go already there! Look for your own world, because I'm not a maid, your mother!"

That word, made the steps of a 19-year-old girl come to a halt. The girl turned around, looking at someone who for more than 2 years had always cared for her.

The girl nodded, with a faint smile. Turn back, and continue in his footsteps. Leaving, a place he thought would be his last witness.

But, it is all wrong.

***

"You want to stay at my place? That's right, only, Nindya!" a man snaps at the girl in front of him.

His hand he put, on the shoulder of the girl while gripping her firmly. His breath hunted, along with a scream that made his ears buzz.

The girl - Anindya could only afford to be silent in silence, staring at the man in front of her, who unfortunately was her boyfriend.

The man looked, confused to face, a condition he never faced. But, Anindya can what?

Now he has nothing, nothing else to hold. He has no relatives at all. His mother died giving birth to him. And, the grandmother who had been taking care of him had also left him.

"Pipe, I beg you! This time alone, I really don't have anyone to help me right now. I can only ask you for help, you! Please!" Her daughter again pleaded with her hands held together on her chest. And, eyes that help.

Radipa Rajendra, Anindya's boyfriend shook his head firmly. Pushing, Anindya backwards, then closed the door of her house.

He stared, Anindya sharp, sighing. "I have one, a way so you don't like this" he said slowly. Anindya who heard Dipa's words, developed her smile.

He thought, Dipa would help him however,

"What if you just sell yourself? Like Hanum. Which, sell yourself for school!"

it turns out that his imagination does not match reality. Anindya blinked her eyes. Not at all understood by the words, Dipa. However, after he thought a few times, he finally came to his senses.

That Dipa is currently teasing him to get into the night world.

Plaque!

One slap, hovering hard on Dipa's cheek. Makes the man get it, but not the emotional look that emanates from his face. Except for a very strong look of disgust.

"Cih, it turns out your guts are big too. You, and Ibumua are the same. Why should I be ashamed? Didn't you ever say something like this to my sister Princess? I just returned it. But, your response is like this." Dipa chuckles cynically. Rubbing her cheek with her thumb, then looking at Anindya in disgust.

"From now on we break up! I'm disgusted, with a woman like you. Holy, but not!"

***

Anindya gave a rough sigh, when she saw a man approaching her.

The man, holding an alcohol bottle in his left hand, and a scantily dressed woman in his right.

The man looked, looking savage. Making Anindya who saw him from a distance, feel disgusted. However, for the sake of the continuation of his school, he had to do this.

Let what the crowd say. Because this is his life. This is his sin, and only he will feel it.

Others, just know, insult. Without looking at her side.

"You're uncomfortable, do you work like this?" asked Hanum, the one who helped Anindya to get to work in a famous Bar in her city.

Anindya nodded. His eyes were staring, Hanum with a confused look. Then gazing towards, a few people in sight, took the money out of his wallet easily. Meanwhile, he had to work day and night first just got it.

Anindya envious? oh clear. As a human, he would want to feel what it feels like to be in the arms of billions of money. But, it seems like it will never happen huh?

"I want to ask,"

"Why don't you have a clan?"

Hanum who was, pouring alcohol on one of his customers smiled wryly. To be honest, this question sounded in his ears a lot. But he never answered at all.

"Come, then, you? Why don't you have a surname?" ask Hanum back. Anindya shook her head. Looking up, then releasing a forced smile which of course, made Hanum feel guilty towards him.

"I don't know. I'm even, wondering who gave me a name this good, shouldn't I have a name?" Anindya lowered her head. Staring, Hanun with empty eyes. As if, without having a soul. And, that right certainly made Hanum feel sorry for him.

"Aish! never mind, forget it! Who wants to be sad on a Sunday night like this? me and you? oh, of course not!"

"Better, we do our job fast. So we can go home quickly. Because, my feet are already sick, from the moment I stood up to serve the customers who kept coming." Hanum smiled broadly. Trying to shift the conversation, so that Anindya does not continue to fall into her sadness.

Anindya nodded. Showing a big smile, then serving some men who came to him, while asking for a drink he wanted to drink.

However, a man who had been staring at her made her a little uncomfortable. Because, that man alone did not dare to drink anything that had been offered by some bar guards to him.

Anindya could see how the man asked for things that, of course, had never been served in a bar. However, it seemed that the man was a rich man.

Because, a man who had just walked up to her directly, was terrified. And, immediately gave his wish.

So who is that guy exactly?

Why was he staring, Anindya constantly like, a tiger watching the rabbit that would be his meal?

***

Anindya breathed a sigh of relief. When looking, the state of the bar began to look quiet. Because, maybe the guests who arrived have returned to their original place.

Hanum who was next door, Anindya patted Anindya on the back several times while chuckling lightly. Rubbing her hair, then tidying up her stuff.

"You know, only this time I can feel what it's like to be overtime when working. From then on, I prayed to go home quickly. But, it seems like god loves me so much who is this good boy huh!" hanum said with a big smile. However, his smile turned into a look of fear when he saw a man coming and hitting the table before him.

"He who? what, is he your acquaintance?" ask the man. After looking around, the man was the one who had been staring at Anindya with a sharp look, full of intimidation.

And, that made Anindya confused. What was wrong with the man in front of him? As it seems there is none

"No, um. He's my friend. Incidentally, just working," Hanum replied stammeringly.

The man snorted, then took some money out of his pocket.

"I want to ask you guys. In return, as. One question, I give you a million. And, my question is ten. That means there are ten million in total for you. You want?" asked the man while smiling sideways.

Hanum vertical salivation. While Anindya nodded happily to hear it.

"What's that about?" ask Anindya curiously. The man smiled broadly. Then answered.

"What, you're an orphan? If so, I'd like to take care of you. And, after that, I want you to be one of my successors. You want?" The man again breathed. Talking to Anindya, like asking with the angel of death according to her.

Because they keep on provoking their emotions.

Moreover, that muddy face of hers, making anyone, would choose to duck beneath her, rather than scold her.

Xw*!

"You want to make me a family?"

The man shook his head, when he saw, Anindya who kept asking him. Didn't he explain it clearly?