Love Lara
4.At the restaurant .

The savage look of the prisoners as if ready to pounce when one of the police opened the cell for 3 rapists, which was battered, their faces almost unrecognizable.

"Welcome to Hell, you venereal villains", greet a large-bodied prisoner full of tattoos

He floated a raw bogem into the faces of the three police child rapists to stagger, some other inmates also beat and kicked the vital organs of the three rapists, he said,there was a bitter scream from the three but it did not make the heart of the plaintive.

Such is the punishment for venereal criminals

a day later, martinus one of the masterminds of the rape was also successfully arrested and received the same treatment with his three henchmen.

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I breathed a little relief, could help sahab or me in his troubles.

Lingga is like a brother to me, he has known since I was sitting on the bench of Kindergarten.

"Laraa, your doll was borrowed by Moura" said my mother

"Kok can be buu, play take it" I said.

Moura is my 5-year-old daughter, she's so cute and so close to me, she's used to going into my room, just a little weird, whatever she likes will move into her pocket.

Suddenly my gawa rang, I saw the name of my aunt listed there, rather lazy to respond, the most about the doll tuhh again.

As usual, if Moura takes something, he asks for it.

"Laraaa,mouraa!", cried my mother from her room.

"Moura why mom?", I asked

"Moura, the trance is like a kasmaran cat, let's get there" said the mother.

Apparently mom has ordered a rickshaw, which we will ride to the aunt's house which is not far from here.

"Moura why, tini?", asked my mother

"Moura was playing together again, her doll was lara, suddenly, she roared in pain, not long ago her behavior was like a kasmaran cat" replied aunt hartini

moura, clawing at the floor, the mouth is foamy

"Meooooooong,meoooooooong" the sound of moura makes the feathers goosebumps.

I remember the spell that Love taught me when I was in Toraja.

I took the water and read it, after that tangled moura who was in action with a flush, just kontan moura fell unconscious, not long moura was awake.

"Mama, moura is thirsty" said moura

"Alhamdulillah, you have realized son, thank you ra, apparently you can also treat people with trance" said aunt hartini

"Sister lara, the doll for kak lara aja, moura no longer want to play with him" said plain moura

"Why the deck, the doll is funny" I said

"Gak ah, he's not a puppet but a ghost" Moura said

I took the doll again and put it in the crackle, and I brought it home

"Don't2 this doll is no ordinary doll" my father said

I put it in the closet, it's safer, I'm afraid my doll's hurting people again.

The night was getting late, why I was so hard to close my eyes, I remembered the case of the astari that had not been completed because the mastermind had not been found.

I don't know why I became afraid of marcel who could have a grudge against me, because me and phallus, finally their movement could smell the apparatus, and managed to subdue 3 of his men.

Prokk!!!

The sound of broken wood stirred my mind, I opened the window to make sure there was something outside.

Meoooongg turned out to be a jumping cat, I closed the window again and laid my body, suddenly I think standing a large figure in front of me in a mask made me tremble, I tried to fight him but in vain, he was much stronger than me.

"You are too interfered in my affairs young man", said the man with a heavy voice

"Who are you?", I trembled

"I'm marcel, young man, my knife is going to rip your stomach" he said

He pulled the badik from behind his back, and prepared to stab me in the stomach with the badik drawn in his hand.

Aaaargghhh, suddenly he screamed pain in his eyes, apparently the doll I kept in the closet, could live and beat up marcel, his eyes were scratched to the blood, the man rolled a roll of pain on the floor, and he could not help it,but he did not stop being attacked by love-giving dolls, scratches on his body like tiger nail marks

Marcel collapsed and fainted, so quickly we called the police, which happened to be near here.

Good thing my house has CCTV installed, so there is strong evidence that marcel sneaked in and intended to kill me for breaking their rot, strangely the attack carried out by unseen puppets is not recorded by CCTV.

I am more convinced, this doll of love is not an ordinary doll.

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POV Love

Aunt Kiana tapped my room and unloaded all my closet contents looking for my supernatural doll, she wanted to snatch it from my hand, when I said it disappeared by itself.

"Where do you hide the doll's love", hardik aunty kiana

"i told you, lost aunty, should be with what other words I say, so that aunty can believe" I said firmly

"Bad you are", aunt kiana raised her hand about to slap me

But I didn't stay silent, I caught his hand and twisted it.

"It's enough aunty kiana to hurt my feelings, remember aunt, love is not a child anymore that you used to always punish without any fault 2", I said.

Aunty Kiana who looked fierce, now died down and went straight from the mother's house which was actually my parents' house.

I'm not the little love I used to cry when I was treated unfairly by my uncles, aunts and cousins who always thought I was a burden to my grandmother whom I called my mother,whereas my father left the 3-hectare rice field and 2-hectare chocolate garden managed by my father's brother and the result is uncles and aunts also who never borrow when never paid.

"Loveaa, what did you do to my mama?", asked my cousin farah

"I didn't do apa2, why?", I asked

"Love, dare ksu touch my mama, I slash your neck" said farah with a waist

"do it if you can", I shall handle Farah's words

"Farah, your own mother who came to attack love, why even back accused of being attacked, do not like to keep lies", mother's words, making farah look embarrassed

From childhood I was not so close to my mother's brother who is somewhat other nature, I more often visit my uncle from my father, unfortunately he also died a year ago due to cancer malignant, cancer,so my own garden and rice fields manage it by hiring people to do it, apparently this is what greatly causes the jealousy of my mother's brother.

One day they came up with a face made up

"Must borrow some more money" I said in my heart

I saw him talking to my mother but she seemed to disagree and shook her head.

"Love, mom wants to talk son" said mom

I approached mother but aunt kiana and Farah moved away

"Love, you want to borrow one of your certificates, he wants to take money in the bank to buy a motorcycle" said the mother by force

I know, my mother was actually reluctant to tell me this, but because aunt Kiana forced me to say it.

"Sorry mom, love can't pawn the inheritance from my parents, that's the sign of affection left for me, I'm sorry I can't" I said

Farah's lifestyle always wants to appear wahh!

Making aunty kiana willingly owe me here, even my salary was drained for them, because I myself live from my parents' inheritance.

"Basar stingy, don't want to share" Farah told me

I smiled cynically

"Farah, so people realize little doong, not that I have always loaned money, you never pay no, not even a month I loan again 500 thousand right" I said

Auntie is jerking

"Farah, what is love really saying, what is your money then?", asked aunty kiana beaver.

Don't know what his son's behavior is??

I must teach this mother and child a lesson, which always insulted me when I should have insulted his bad behavior that has damaged the image of the family

"Mom kiana, come out!", shouted someone from outside

the voice seemed to be furious

I saw aunty kiana trembling, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

"Who else is looking for you kiana?", asked the mother who seems to have understood, who came looking for aunty kiana.

"Ma, that's coming hera's mother" said Farah.

"Tell me to come in here love" said my mother

just now, I was about to stand up, the mother hera had already barged in an angry rage.

"You're here kiana, it's smart that you avoid debt", ucsp mother hera growled.

"Give me time mother hera", said aunty kiana

"I'm sorry mom kiana, no more time, I've been giving months, oh yes nnak love, he said you owe 20 million to this meeting, please get paid now" said mom hera looking at me.

"Lhoo kok me anyway, when I borrow the money aunty, not aunty kiana who always borrow money to me" I said

Of course, the mother who became furious about the behavior of her son who increasingly wrong

"Kiana, your outrageousness, already owed me where, even bring your bangakan name, you outrageous kiana" mother held her chest.

"Mom don't be influenced by their words, let aunt kiana mess with them", I got mom in her room and calmed down.

I heard they were fighting in the living room

"kiana's mom has to come with us" said a man who turned out to be the bodyguard of mother hera

But I don't care about them anymore let them take responsibility for their own actions.