Mustika Serpent's Skeleton
Night Laknat

"Kok know?"

"That's it, you must think that way. Sure."

"Not that, I mean, why did you know that I was related to Mbah Sugiono?"

"From your smell."

"What?" I was aghast and immediately sniffed out the skin that my nose could reach.

Karel looked up at my behavior, subconsciously, I pushed his cheek. Ah, he clasped my palm, then he stared.

"Let's go home" I said as I quickly turned my face away.

***

At a crossroads, I asked Karel to marginalize the car. Karel seemed to understand, even though he did not know whose house I was headed to.

Ting nong's!

A step sounded towards the door.

"Eh, Mistress. The Master was looking for the Madam earlier, it seems like the Master was angry," Bik Jum explained.

"Yes, Bibik rest, it's night" I said.

I hurried to the room. The room lights are off. The feeling started to feel bad, then I tried to feel the light switch.

Cteek!

To my surprise, the man sleeping on the couch was the old man. Lord Haryu. When I turned around to leave the room, suddenly a bodyguard pushed me to the ground.

"Please, yes!" my snapping.

"Sorry, Madam. This is Mr. Qenan's order. Please serve Mr. Haryu well," said the bodyguard. Then he closed the door and locked it.

"Bukaaaak .. kopukaaaak ...!" I kept shouting and kicking at the door.

However, it was just a futile act.

The old man dragged me, grabbed my hair. He treats me like an animal.

"Come, Honey. You were given pleasure why cry? Yes ... reed ...."

"Bedebah, I don't want to ..." He ignored, his hands were so agile about picking my clothes. The weak I cannot fight. Finally, the thing I was afraid of happened. Time and time again.

"Yes God! This is the punishment you have given me" I cried in my heart.

"Chikara!" mister Haryu exclaimed after he was satisfied to challenge me.

Finally, Mr. Haryu fell asleep. I packed clothes, as well as things I could carry. But luck is not on my side. Four guards dragged back into the house with suitcases of clothes.

I nodded, screaming for help. However, Bik Jum could only cry looking at me, he could do nothing, for fear of the snapping of the guards.

Disgusts! Disgusted at the sight of the meat on the couch. Disgusted to see my reflection in the mirror and I hate the man named Qenan. He sold his girlfriend to save his company.

I want to end my life tonight. However, I was confused as to what to use. Pacing around looking for something, I finally found an eyebrow-shaving knife.

"Can!" It was like finding a pile of diamonds, and then I started sticking the knife into my veins.

"Rafe's home yet?" I heard Qenan's voice at the door.

"Silver! Please open the door, I beg Qenan. Let me go!" my screams.

"Open the door!" qenan's orders to the bodyguards. After the door opened, I immediately attacked with an eyebrow-shaving knife.

"Aaugh!"

As fast as lightning the bodyguard parried my hand and twisted backwards.

"Who told you to be rude to, Rafe!" snapped Qenan, then he slapped the bodyguard.

"Sorry, Sir."

"Already! Go there."

"Good, Sir."

"Aren't you okay, honey?" Qenan hurriedly approached me.

"That's right!" I shouted while throwing a punch at his face.

"Sorry, Rafe. Sorry ...."

"I will never forgive you" as I cut off his words.

"Yes, how else? Should I bow at your feet?" he asked with a clear face, but I felt it was just acting.

"For what, huh? Satisfied you ruined my life. Satisfied you!" I was full of emotions and tears.

Plaaac!

Five fingers of Qenan stuck to my cheek. Robust. So that my body staggered, almost bumped into the wall of the room.

"sorry. You better take care of your attitude, I still love you, but I don't want to experience major bankruptcy in this pandemic. Hang on, Rafe."

"Please let me go, Qenan. That old jackass is crazy, he's a maniac ***." I covered my face, again imagined the treatment of Mr. Haryu.

"Safe ..." Qenan's voice grew bigger, but I didn't care about it. This heart hates too much. I went back to my room and threw out the door.

Braaaak!

Mr. Haryu was instantly awake, he was cursing at me. Qenan must have listened to that, because I knew he was still at the door.

****

The sunlight crept from the window. The clock on the wall turned out to be nine in the morning. My body was hot, but shivering from sleeping all night on the floor without a pedestal and blanket. Really like a mistress, wasted and humiliated. A drop of water fell on my hand, then continued with droplets of tears that were increasingly swift.

"Who will help me? Lord, look at me" I said softly.

I was still crouching in the room, curled up on the edge of the bed. Occasionally glanced over the couch, again remembered the thing that made me nauseous. Want to escape, in front of the bodyguard, my phone was confiscated.

I walked towards the window, then turned my head, it turned out that Qenan was sitting relaxed while enjoying the coffee served by Bi Jum.

"As soon as he wanted to destroy my life, to the point of being guarded so tightly" I muttered with a grin.

In a slump, remembering everything I've done. Flashback to the deaths of both biological parents, caused by me. Delinquency that continues at an age that should now be happy with a partner. What do I get out of all this? Being fucked by the one I love, fucked by a disgusting demon, and worse, I was treated like an animal by the old man. Whose fault is it?

"Mahhaha ...."

In a cry I laughed, again standing in front of the mirror looking at the beautiful body. However, the body was full of wounds and bruises. For the first time, my cheek was a five-finger picture, it was the most beautiful gift from my lover.

Geck! poke! poke!

"Why's mom going to do something?" I heard a bodyguard talking to Bik Jum.

"You're sending a shirt to the madam, sir."

"here! I'll check the bags first, Auntie." The guard rebuked Bik Jum.

"What do you want to check, sir? How dare I fuck around."

"Yes already! Just be careful if Bibik messes around," threatened the guard while unlocking the door.

After Bik Jum entered, the bodyguards immediately closed half the door. Sometimes bik Jum looks back. I know, it looks like Jum brought you something.

"This is a change of clothes, ma'am. Take a shower first, Bibik will deliver lunch."

"Thank you, Bik."

"Yes, New. In the shirt is a cell phone, Madam," whispered Bik Jum in fear.

Suddenly the bodyguard came into my room.

"What are you talking about?" The guard immediately grabbed the clothes brought by Bik Jum.

Plaaac! plaaks!

Without putting a hiba on the elderly woman, the bodyguard slapped Jum's bik and dragged her out.

The gedebuuuuk!!