Bara's Innate Girl
To pick up the missing princess

Rara screamed in pain, as her hand was forcefully pulled by a burly hand with the grip of her sharp fingernails. His tears that glistened, unkempt made the man's heart melt. Even more hateful, hate to see the girl cry.

"Silver is sick..." Jerit Rara, with footsteps that were shaken following the man's wide steps.

"Shut up!" In one shot that pierced her eardrum, able to make Rara silenced. The girl's beat was stifled, as the hazel bead stared at her sharply.

Rara's scared.

His steps again stumbled following the long steps of the man.

The girl was puzzled, from which this man who was her foster brother found himself in this country. Whereas one year ago, Rara had confirmed her whereabouts were unknown to anyone by her family.

The man forced Rara into a luxury car. "Rara doesn't want to. Rara doesn't want to go back to Germany!" He screamed in the man's ear.

Plaque!

A single loud slap that came from that burly hand floated on her pretty face. Even the man's fingers were clearly imprinted on his cheeks.

"Never dispute me. You've made enough mess here. Now come with me. You should be taught a lesson!" Shake the man.

Rara was still fixated, holding onto her hot cheek from the man's slap. Tears flowed back in the corner of his eyes, his brown bead staring at the pus full of suffering. His body was hollowed out, as a loud bang pushed him into the car.

His body was rigidly sitting in the back seat of the car. Still fixated, not even realizing his foster brother had already gotten into the car, sitting right beside him.

During the journey that went somewhere in the direction of his destination, Rara just kept quiet. Staring blankly while squeezing the end of her knee-length dress.

When the car they were riding stopped, Rara again pulled out. Only then did Rara rebel again, when she realized where she was now.

"No. Rara doesn't want to go home!" He shouted, struggling with all his might in order to escape from the man's grasp.

"Shut up!" Shouted the man for the umpteenth time. Now all the gazes of the airport visitors are centered on them. Some officers even approached them. But the bodyguards who had been following them immediately stopped the officers from approaching Rara.

"If you're still rebelling, I'll make sure your body drifts from the plane!" Shake the man.

Instead of being afraid, Rara instead laughed cynically, looking at the man with a mocking look. "Please Brother. I don't care anymore. Even I'm happy, I'd rather die than go back to that hell-like house!" Rara shouted furiously, but her tears kept flowing.

The man was silent for a moment, looking at the girl's face full of probing.

The man's right hand reached into his pants pocket, taking something from inside. A split second, a sharp object coming from his pants pocket, was stuck in the girl's arm.

Rara was suffocated when something sharp pierced the skin of her arm. His eyes widened to see the man's face, until his eyes gradually dimmed, until he was unconscious.

The man swiftly cupped the tiny body that was already unconscious again, lifted into his arms, then carried away from the place.

Occasionally his eyes were fixed on Rara's face drooping in his arms. There was a lot of turmoil in his heart, but Bara didn't know what.

The brown round bead noticed the surroundings. "I where?" He shrieked when only the white cabin filled his eyesight.

His gaze stopped on the person sitting beside him. A handsome man with a stocky body, wearing a navy shirt that looks right on his body, until the muscles of the man look protruding from behind the shirt.

"Sister Bara?" He looked at the man who was focusing on the tablet in front of him. The man didn't even hear his words.

Within seconds, all his memories returned. When he was forcibly taken by this man. Rara regained consciousness and suddenly sat down.

Rara looked around, and realized where she was at the moment. He's on the Pramana family's private plane.

Bara glanced at Rara who suddenly sat down, maybe the girl was surprised. Then ignore it, focusing on the flat object in front of him.

After recalling everything, Rara looked at Bara who did not even care about her.

"Why did my sister take me? I don't want to go home. Don't take me to that house!" Rara screamed hysterically at the man beside her.

Rara's shout managed to stir up the man's anger. His eyes stared hard at Rara. "Keep screaming, and soon I'll throw you out!" Sergey Bara.

But Rara who seemed to have no fear, was instead defiant. "Throw away. I'd rather die than go back to that house!" Shouted the girl.

"It looks like you've got big balls apparently. A year without meeting, you have dared to fight me. Have you forgotten who I am?" Gripping her chin tightly, making the woman grimace in pain.

Of course Rara did not forget who this man was. His adopted brother who since childhood conspired with his half-sister to torture him. He hurt her physically and mentally.

Rara smiled broadly, "Do you think I'm scared? I'm not scared at all." But her tears are already flowing.

Hearing that, Bara tightened her jaw, daring, this weak snot girl against him. Bara's grip went down the girl's neck. Strangled so hard that it made the girl in pain.

Bara smirked when she saw Rara's face in pain. "ill? Well I'll grant your wish. I'll take your life right now." The more tightening the grip.

But what, Bara thought Rara would give up and plead with him. The trap was wrong, Rara closed her eyes, as if preparing to die just like what Bara had said.

She immediately removed her hand from the neck of the girl. Then pull his long hair, until his head looks up.

Rara breathed heavily, staring at Bara who was also looking at her sharply. "You're stupid!" Shake on the girl's face.

Rara looked at him softly, tears kept flowing. "Why not be a sister? I am happy because I will no longer feel pain. Kill me Brother." Answer weakly.

His eyes were so soft that his eyes dimmed. Rara was unconscious. His head fell right on Bara's chest.

Bara cupped the unconscious Rara. He rested his head on his chest.

Bara doesn't know why Rara became like this. The Rara she knew was a strong girl who was undaunted by all the suffering she and her half-sister had given her.