
I was an outcast girl who had the heart to be dumped by my biological parents in order to exchange me for a man who said it would bring good luck if I was removed from the house that I considered a place for shelter. But this harsh reality I have been round
Even though I was five years old, my memory power was incredible, holding a bitter memory to a grudge. I still vividly remember the torture that my biological parents did at that time I could only cry, moan, and endure the pain of a slap, blows and lashes were hit many times, to stab my head that leaked and full of blood.
When I was tortured by my biological father, my mother just fell silent and smiled sweetly at me as if I was just a stepson instead of their real child
Zakia is my older brother she is very ill because of the leukemia that caused both my parents to pay more attention to Zakia's health, whatever Zakia's brother wants my parents to always obey his wishes.
The torment that Papa gave me was endless, with his whip halted for a moment. The violence committed by my biological father stopped because of a scream.
"Stop!!!" Pinta Zakia with a furious look.
"Son, why did you get out of your bed. You need to rest a lot." Rantih
"I heard Karina scream from below, better mama and papa don't do this violence to my sister." Zakia
"Son, your sister is wayward and difficult to manage just this way only mama and papa can manage her to be a good child." Rantih
"You don't understand the problem of your wayward sister at Nusa Indah kindergarten school. He spilled his friend's food until he couldn't eat his box. He always makes trouble and brings bad luck.
Hearing such cruel words, I just bowed my head. It hurt a lot what was thrown from the lips of the sword that pierced the deepest recesses of his heart.
I was torn between two barren shrubs there was no light filling my life, lucky only Zakia's brother who always stood by me from an early age. Until one day I was separated because my mother and father who had the heart to throw and separate me from my siblings
I remember my friend who always got the lunch box from his parents, while I was never in the food box. When I look at my friend's delicious food box. I started trying because I was so hungry. But the bad thing happened, my friend Yuni didn't allow me to taste it, until the supply box was knocked down by his own arm that shifted the supply box because it did not allow me to touch the supply box, in the end, Yuni reports the incident to the homeroom teacher and worse, Karina's parents must face the homeroom teacher.
Revenge for the violence that my parents did I will repay when I grow up, so they will feel the heartache that I crave.
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