Bare With Bastard
Please go!
Ayaz examined Yaren's body, his gaze like she was about to skin, really managed to make Yaren's guts shrivel even more.
“What do you want?” ask Yaren stuttered.
Ayaz did not reply, the face was getting closer and closer until the breath of the two could be heard coming out of each other. Approaching again like he was about to kiss the woman, and foolishly Yaren even closed his eyes, Ayaz smiled amusedly at the woman's behavior, proclaiming it would not be touched by Ayaz, he said, but why even close your eyes as if waiting for something to happen.
Yaren's eyes reflexively opened when she was like floating in the air, apparently Ayaz was carrying her bridal style.
“You want it?” Ayaz Goda.
“What?” sahut Yaren's.
“I did what you thought!”
“No!”
“What do you think I'll do? Looks like you're disappointed Miss Yaren.”
“Let go of me!” decreed Yaren, her eyes staring dislike at Ayaz.
“Your knee is injured, let me carry you home!”
Yaren glanced at her feet a little, it was true that on her knee there was a scratch that Yaren might have been able to when she fell down earlier, Yaren did not realize because she was so panicked, she said, and after what Ayaz said about the wound, why did it start to hurt.
Yaren looked away, unwilling to look at Ayaz's face. That bastard, why is it sometimes so cruel but there are times when he can also be sweet like this.
“Don't try to escape from me again!” said Ayaz, this time soft, and Yaren was completely confused by Ayaz's ever-changing mood.
“I want to go from you!”
“This is the second time you have tried to escape, and always in trouble, and the second time I have saved you, your debt can grow even more if you keep going!” Ayaz looked down at Yaren.
“Consider life, I did not tell you to save me, if saving things will make me owe you even more, why did you save me?” yaren snapped with still in Ayaz's arms.
“You want to give your chastity to the old man?” ask Ayaz defiantly.
“No, at least I can escape without your help!”
“Hey Miss, you don't know how to thank ya?” Ayaz was upset, Yaren did not appreciate her decision to help the woman.
“For a man like you, saving people's lives under the pretext of debt, it feels like I don't need to thank you, you..”.
“Brakkk!”
“Aawww, what is..”
“Please go!” say Ayaz, his eyes staring fiercely at Yaren.
Yaren clutching her buttocks that landed hard on the ground all of a sudden, Ayaz did not have the heart to let go of her carriage just like that.
“You..”.
“I don't care about you!”
“Ayaz..”
The man passed away, leaving Yaren alone in the middle of the forest.
“Ayaz, you really have the heart!” as Yaren said, I could still hear Ayaz, but Ayaz did not care.
“Ayaz, you...”.
“Ayaz!”
Yaren sat on the ground, her face looking up, shady trees, the quiet forest gripping, making her regret to have offended Ayaz.
However, behind that, he can be relieved, Ayaz let go, he can go find a way home to the intersection.
Yaren got up, down the road before, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.
...***...
“Basic mad woman, how dare she say that to me!” furious Ayaz.
“Let's just, he thought it would be easy to head for the intersection.” The corner of Ayaz's lips lifted, he had imagined Yaren who was so hard to find a way out, maybe soon the woman would cry as hell because she was lost.
Ayaz entered the house through the back door, poured instant coffee grounds and brewed them.
The man sat on the dining chair, took the snack setoples and started eating them.
“Basic cheap, don't know thank you!”
Ayaz glanced at his rolex, three o'clock in the afternoon! Soon it gets dark, Yaren somehow faces it all.
“I'll soon find human bones in this creepy forest!”
Really Ayaz can still fill his stomach even though his head began to look on Yaren's face that was so scared.
So many wild animals roam the forest, Yaren considered really reckless.
“Do I not interest him? She should have given herself to me, not avoided, if I were she might have enjoyed the hot nights of moating with a handsome guy like me!” narcissist Ayaz about himself.
“He's so hypocritical!”
...***...
Yaren was so sorry for having dared to offend Ayaz, it may have been almost two hours he struggled to find a way out of this forest, but again must be taken the same path.
“Actually what forest is this?” he murmured, disappointed of course residing in the heart, why is it so difficult to get out of Ayaz's grip.
The shady afternoon light has begun to feel, the dark may soon greet but from earlier Yaren just stepped around it-that's all.
“Yes Lord, save me, if I have to spend the night here, beg your protection!” muttered Yaren while staring at the shady sky.
Yaren sat down in lush grass, for a moment she contemplated her unlucky fate.
Where Raisa and her stepmother must be happy there, no matter who she is like every day trying to avoid harm. No matter whether he was going to eat well or not, as well as the Papa Argantara, the middle-aged man was trying to find him?
Like an outcast child, Yaren sometimes thinks, why would it be so difficult to live in peace, not having a full family or having to live alone, but being able to be free, free from the shackles of those who wish to rule over his life. If allowed, Yaren wants to live a simple life, every day work only for the cost of a bite of rice is okay, hope other than stomach problems then he is sincere for the difficult times, he said, as long as there's no threat about his life anymore than that.
“What's my fault?” he groaned, staring at the wound that turned out to be quite large, I don't know what hit his knee earlier.
“He is a cruel man, I have misjudged him.”
Yaren's tears began to fall, reminiscing about her miserable life could always make her cry blood.
“Hiks hiks, why don't I just die.” he lamented.
Yaren leaned her body against a large tree, the tears just kept coming out inescapably, so bitter when seen.
Weeping over the unlucky fate, weeping over his quiet Mother in Heaven, weeping over Ayaz who could not be kind to her, weeping over the Papa who trusted others more than he did, everything that happened to his life why it seemed so complicated, why the trials of God like endless approaching him.
“I want to be happy..” cleanly, wipe the tears that just keep spilling.
“I miss, I miss you Ma, pick me up here, take me with you, take me to Heaven!”
“Mama..”
“I miss you Ma!”
Slowly closed, Yaren's tears stopped flowing as the owner was already asleep in pain.
This is usually done Yaren, throughout her life like always befriending pain, not infrequently Yaren cry to sleep like now.
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