Rai Universe
CHAPTER 3. I don't know what kind of Miracle This is.
Esta does not understand about the feeling of like or whatever it is. Especially when he saw Tina who was expressing her feelings to Rai. It wasn't that he didn't understand, but he chose not to get involved with such a thing. He thought it was a waste of time in the midst of his miserable life.
So Esta chose not to care about Esta's crying state. He just kept looking for the missing questioner. But after a while of searching and not finding it, Esta chose to go and go home.
At 15:05 when Esta gets home. As usual, when he arrived at the half-permanent house, Esta did not find her aunt who must still work in a field stall on the side of the highway at the end of the alley. While his uncle, still busy lulled with his beautiful dreams in a rolling embrace. Even the tv is still on. Ringgo is working when night falls, so during the day he uses to relieve sleepiness.
Very carefully Esta opened the door of her half-worn room. He did not want to wake his sleeping uncle.
After changing clothes, Esta walked towards their simple kitchen. He opened the serving hood that was on the half-roasted wooden table attached to the wall that had even been eaten by termites. In it, he found a pot of white rice and two salted fish that had been fried. That was enough to stuff his stomach this afternoon.
After finishing eating, Esta immediately went to wash the dishes that had been piled up in a small rubber tub in the bathroom. It was his routine daily duties after school. The girl acted super carefully so as not to cause any noise.
But only half way, Esta's body goosebumps unremarkable when a touch stuck to her shoulder. The touch slowly descended onto the arm and ended up in his da da fruit.
Immediately Esta turned her body to the side and crossed her arms in front. He stared in fear but was also angry at Ringgo who was grinning at him.
“When are you big? Small once.” Said Ringgo without feeling guilty. He walked slowly towards Esta who was trying to get away from him.
“Uncle want to say?” Said Esta with a trembling voice.
“Here I suction, let the big spout.”
Esta could only look at Ringgo with an angry look. He wanted to escape but Ringgo was standing right at the door so Esta had no way out.
“Don't do that, uncle.”
But Ringgo seems to not care, he continues to lurch closer to Esta. Even now his hand had firmly gripped Esta's arm to make it easier for her to carry out her depraved intentions.
Esta fought back with all her might. He tried to push the body of Ringgo who had almost embraced him. And somehow his strength came from where, but suddenly he managed to make Ringgo fall on the floor. It was his chance to escape.
But damn, when he came out of the bathroom, Ringgo gripped his ankle to make Esta fall and his forehead hit the cement floor hard.
Because it was already a tremendous fear, Esta no longer even felt the pain in her forehead. He just kept rebelling trying to break away from Ringgo.
Plaque!!!
A loud slap landed on Esta's left cheek. His face even turned so hard that he slapped Ringgo.
Esta's energy is gone. He could not even fight against the grip of Ringgo's hands on his wrists. In addition, now his head feels so dizzy that it makes him unfocused.
Even as Ringgo's lips swayed his mouth, Esta was already unable to resist. What he can do
just trying to clench his lips tightly while hoping that Ringgo will stop his crazy actions.
“You are crazy what!” is Shouted Kanti, the wife of Ringgo who caught the action of her husband who was smearing the lips of his nephew.
The woman immediately charged and forced the two apart. She pulled the collar of her husband's shirt until Ringgo fell backward.
Esta immediately tried to wake up with a twinkling look. Now his forehead is very painful.
“Many women out there are ready to sleep, but you prefer your own niece?! You have been like this many times!” Pekik Kanti's.
“Nephew step.” Answer Ringgo flat. He got up and patted his buttocks to clean up the dust.
“You spout go.” Send Kanti again to Esta.
With a staggering body, Esta tried to get up and walk out of the house.
After reaching the sidewalk on the highway, Esta stopped and sat there for a while. He was neutralizing the pain in his head so he could think normally again.
This was not the first time he had received such treatment from Ringgo. It's lucky that up to this point the man couldn't do anything more to her. There's always something crazy about Ringgo failing.
Roughly Esta wiped her lips with the back of her hand. He wanted to clean his crazy uncle's lips as clean as possible.
A ringgo is like a senseless beast. And Esta had to accept to live with them because she had no other family. Actually Ringgo is not his biological uncle but his mother's half-sister.It was also according to the story of Kanti.
I don't know, Esta is too small to remember her childhood memories together with her parents. At the age of two, he lost his father and mother in an accident. The cargo that his father and mother were traveling in broke through the railway crossing. And at the same time, the iron snake immediately melu mat angkot and all its contents and leave only Esta alone.
At that time, people called it a miracle from God for the little Esta. I don't know if it's a miracle if in fact he was allowed to live for a miserable life like this. Full of wounds, which he did not even know how to treat. Even though the tears are almost drained every day.
It was almost dark and Esta was still sitting on the sidewalk. But he immediately got up and walked back down the sidewalk to the north. About two hundred meters, he had arrived at the pecel lele shop Pakde Karya. There, he worked as a waitress when Pakde Karya held his trading stall at night.
After arriving, Esta immediately grabbed the apron from the table and prepared to help what she could do. No one asked why her eyes were swollen, or why her cheeks were red, or why her forehead was swollen and blue. Everyone is busy with themselves without caring for each other. No one cares about the life of a 17-year-old girl whose body is covered in scars. There's no point in them caring about it. Managing your own life is difficult, boro-boro thinking about the lives of others.