I Am Not Cruel Girl
It's not me who did it
Atma Sekar like he had been hit by thousands of volcanoes, his heart as if it would come out of his body when he heard Gibran say ‘ Bond’ Letter. His blood rippled as he watched how ruthlessly Gibran tortured his own son like that. He was busy thinking to himself what would happen if Gibran knew it was not Yara who made the bonds wet and hid them, but himself.
His entire body was cold hot with a sense of tremors attending to him. However, he tried to keep quiet so that no one would be suspicious of him. He remembered a few weeks ago that he had entered Gibran's office in the house secretly to see how lavish the room was. At that time he pretended to bring a drink so that no one suspected him.
His eyes sparkled when he knew the room was very luxurious. He also recalled that he had used his stolen hoodie in Yara's room a few months ago so that those who saw him thought it was Yara. I didn't know there was a cctv in the room. So amazed, he did not realize there were people passing by. When the voice of the screams of the mistress Angel who called the maid, he was shocked and accidentally spilled the drink he brought onto the table there was an important letter.
Just looking at the letter, a bond that doesn't know what it is. Sekar glared in shock, his heart was like it had been pounded by thousands of hammers. “Where is this?” panic at that time. In a hurry, he finally chose to hide the wet bond in his room so that no one would know.
He had dried it but unfortunately the paper faded can not be read. Today when he found out Gibran was beating Yara like that, Sekar immediately retreated towards his room without his mother knowing. He closed the door looking for the letter he was hiding in the drawer timidly there was a search all over the maid's room. “Where ya?!”
A few minutes later, he found the letter. Her body trembled when she heard the voice of Yara being busily beaten by her papa. Quickly and cunningly, the girl secretly carried the letter towards Yara's room through the back stairs. No one knew because everyone was in the living room. He looked at the left right.
Looking safe, he immediately put the shapeless bond in Yara's room drawer and immediately left. The whole body is still shivering. He then went down the stairs and immediately returned to where he was standing, again watching Yara who was arguing with her papa.
“Where are you from? How about that dry?” bi Runi asked in her small voice, looking at Sekar suspiciously. Sekar was immediately startled and gulped.
“E—Endak! Do not finish doing it!” answer Sekar directly.
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“Master, his letters were found! A-there's in Miss Yara's desk drawer!” Adyaksa hesitantly raised the letter to give to Gibran. Actually Adyaksa did not expect the letter to be found in Yara's room knowing how hard a Gibran hit the poor boy because of one letter. On the other hand, he did not want to lose his job just to protect Yara.
Yara nodded in disbelief. His knees felt weak to stand. He collapsed on the floor with his heart pounding. He was in his papa's hands today. His eyes shed tears. The entire crowd who witnessed it could only stare in horror at Gibran whose fury was at the top after seeing the scuffed state of the letter. He will lose the shares he has invested in other companies because of the letter.
He looked at Yara with red eyes and clenched hands. He took the letter out of Adyaksa's hand and threw it at Yara.
“Bu-not a-I, Pa ...” The girl's tears shed on her cheeks with her voice trembling. “Su-swear ... Pa ...” He still hopes Gibran believes him.
Without waiting for anything, Gibran immediately slapped his slap which had somehow been repeated several times. The difference this time was harder until Yara bounced off. “DELINCY CHILD! DON'T KNOW IT'S LUCKY! DISSIDENT BOY! LIAR!”
“Come out all of you!” Everyone obeyed his master's order to get out of Yara's room leaving only Gibran and Yara. Gibran immediately took the hanger and beat up the innocent child many times.
“A-I don't know, Pa! I don't know! I didn't get the letter! Papa believes dong is with me!” yara said loudly in the middle of her sobs. He tried to rebel. Gibran, who was burning with anger, finally dragged his daughter roughly somewhere. It's like pulling an animal.
Everyone could only duck down, holding the ringisan as if feeling them in Yara's position. Gibran's steps stopped in the guest bathroom upstairs. He threw Yara's body there and mercilessly watered her child with a dipper filled with water with countless forgot to hit the dipper on the body of Yara who begged for forgiveness.
From below, a middle-aged woman who had just returned home from work felt strange to find the tense atmosphere in this house when there were helpers and Gibran's men gathered in the middle room. She heard the sound of Yara crying. Without asking anyone, he immediately ran upstairs to the bathroom.
“Yeah! Yara!” squealing Angel, glaring at Yara's current condition, he immediately prevented Gibran from acting violently again. “Enough, Mas! Mas! Realize he's your son!” He pulled out Gibran's hand which was still full of anger.
“Instead he's my son, you don't have to follow! I must educate him not to be a dissident child!” he said he was still dousing Yara with water.
“You're overreacting, Mas! You've done violence with Yara!”
“Oh yes? You alone?! You never taught her well as a mother until she became the son of a liar and thief like that!” The words felt tight in Angel's chest. Yes, he realized he was too busy taking care of the company until he did not have time to take care of Yara.
“Yara is not a thief, Mas!”
“You don't know what he's selling until the company's shares are gone two hundred billion?!”
“I know I'm not a good connecting mom! I know the company shares are gone! But money can be returned, not with Yara!” sternly with a breath of sting. Gibran immediately slammed the dipper in his hand just like that then left the two of them in the bathroom feeling annoyed.
Angel immediately hugged Yara who was still sobbing hugging her knees with her wet body. Angel's tears just flowed to find Yara's condition of concern. “Yeah, Yara, sayanggg!” He stroked the girl's shoulders and hair, not caring about the expensive office uniform he still wore now wet from hugging the girl. “Sorry busy mama Angel ya!”
Yara just hugged her knees with her body shaking and cold, there was no interest in returning the arms of her stepmother. His feelings were already shattered, shattered when he knew that in this world no one believed him.
Everyone just believes he is bad.
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A/N
I hope now you know, why are teenagers like Yara so loud? Yup guys, someone's character I think depends on the environment. Because the environment he hard, so he hard😭
Who from the first team Sekar, what to say to Sekar?