
After four hours of travel including two breaks, Hanzel and Lora finally reached the village. Not much has changed because there have not been ten days they left the village, but the cool air there is indeed very fresh compared to the air in the city so it makes the mind fresh. It's true that there are a lot of injuries that exist in Lora, but somehow she felt safe when she was near Hanzel while in the village, and even though she also realized Hanzel loved other women.
Lora smiled as she looked at Hanzel who was moving her luggage because they were staying there tonight, only in the afternoon would they return to the city, even if the checking was done.
" You rest first, I'll go straight to the tea garden. " Say Hanzel after putting things in the room that they will put both of them. This time Ita did not come because asked Hanzel to help keep his mother who is not feeling well, anyway they also will not be long, so do not need Ita too much.
" I'll take my diploma straight away, I'm not tired either, I'm not driving. "
Hanzel was silent for a while, not talking, she walked back into the room, then walked towards Lora, approaching as if she wanted to hug but did not touch Lora at all.
" Want to be among the no? "
Lora nodded quickly.
" Yes, until the front alley only, because if you enter the yard can not, the net is only a footpath, plus the left right a lot of trees and grass. "
" Yes, I'll wait there. "
" yes. "
Not waiting long, Hanzel and Lora immediately get into the car to get there. As Hanzel said, the man waited on the road that had been fitted with Kolar because it was like that the village road that was still not on the asphalt.
Hanzel continued to look at Lora's back which was getting away from one of the houses until she was no longer seen. Soon Hanzel put on a headset and sat quietly.
Lora took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. In his heart pray that it is not his foster father who is in there so that he can calmly and immediately leave the house that has given him a myriad of deep wounds.
With a feeling of fear and worry, Lora knocked on the door several times until it opened.
The deg!
Lora could only stare with a frightened look, also feeling very eager to run, but the diploma she desperately needed was indeed in the tiger cage, it was, so inevitably he can only face the man he fears most in his life, who else if not his foster father.
The man smiled with disgusting intent that would have been predictable what he wanted. But again Lora who is now very desperate and does not want to be oppressed so she must be able to face the disgusting man.
" Dad, I want to take my diploma. " Say Lora but her eyes don't look at her foster father anymore.
" Oh, just take it yourself. I don't know where it is. " Say the man with a face that does not change, it is even more disgusting for Lora.
No longer wanting to be overwhelmed with fear, Lora immediately stepped foot past her foster father and entered the room she once occupied along with the second child of her adoptive parents. I don't know where the mother and the child are, but it's likely that they're selling, or are helping neighbors harvest potatoes, yams, or other crops to sell to the city.
" You're really very pretty after more than a week of marrying that old jackass guy huh? " His words suddenly and made Lora startled. Though he remembered that he had really locked it, how could the door of his room be open?
Lora did not answer, but she was ready with a pen in her hand, and then she got up from her position because she got what she needed.
" Dad, please step aside. I hurried. "said Lora as much as possible do not want to hurt because hurting people can also be imprisoned, his mind.
" Step away? You should be filial, that's why you should accompany me to play for a while. I promise I'll do it gently, it won't be like before. "
" Quiet! " Lora glared furiously, sick! It really hurt, not just his heart, but Lora's body as if he felt again the pain he had felt at the age of sixteen.
" hey! Dare to scream! I helped raise you! So you have to return the favor! "
" What kind of father wants a child's body to return the favor? "
" You are not my son, so I ask you to return the favor, in this world nothing is free as long as you know! "
Lora wiped away the tears, but soon she wiped and stared firmly at the bastard man who had destroyed her two years ago.
" I didn't ask to be raised by you, you came to me, I never went to school because I was free on a scholarship. Even you have sold me, do you still want to demand a return from a girl who has nothing, even self-esteem I do not have! " Lora looked at her foster father more and more sharply, but unfortunately the man did not even look scared and got closer to Lora.
" Don't be a holy-ass you Lora. You must have served that old man many times, right? While you only did it with me once, it was also forced on me, so just think of me as that old bastard, you just trust me that I can satisfy you more than he can. "
Lora was getting more and more unable to bear and pepper finally he confronted his stepfather with a pen that he had been holding.
" Sway! Or else I'll stab you with this pen! ''
Not to be afraid, Lora's foster father instead drew closer to her, clutching our hands firmly before Lora managed to move the pen.
" It's not my fault, you're the one who doesn't want to use the gentle way, so I'll use my own way. "
" Detach! " Lora pushed her foster father's body, but unfortunately Lora was even more cornered because there was only an empty table there was nothing she could use to defend herself.
" Let's go, baby, let's play until we're satisfied. "
" No! " Lora kicked the core of the man, he had complained, but Lora's kick was not enough to make him paralyzed. The man was actually upset and pushed Lora's body to fall down with a temple formed table.
Brak!
Hanzel kicked at the door of the room with one leg, then stared furiously at the sight of Lora sitting on the floor with a bloody temples, her clothes also slightly open at the front.
" Who are you! How dare to enter people's houses carelessly, break the doors too! "
" I, the old man you were talking about."
Seriate.