
Chapters 1. The World is So Cruel
*One of the villages in London*
"Based on a stupid girl, how dare you humiliate me!" The middle-aged woman beat up a girl who was almost helpless because of it, she blindly tortured her stepson with a belt left by her late husband.
"I'm sorry, Mom. Please pity me .. forgive me." In the remaining energy, Elga groaned for mercy. This was not the first time he had been mercilessly tortured. Precisely, after his father died blow after punch had become his daily food.
"Nor did you say! Then what about me? Would it be with pity and pardon that I could return Mr Lark's money that I used to pay the debt your father left behind? I sold you to Mr. Lark, but you probably won't sleep with him! You stupid girl!"
Plaque!
Plaque!
Plaque!
Elga's back as slashed with sembilu, the pain can not be held anymore. The more Elga refused, the harder her stepmother flicked the belt and sometimes did not hesitate to hit her with a large beam.
"I don't want to know, tomorrow you have to go back to Mr. Lark and you have to serve him well!" said Stepmother Elga while throwing the belt in any direction.
"But I don't want to sleep with her, please don't send me to her, don't let her take me, ma'am."
Elga still hopes that her stepmother will be kind to her, her physical that is often tortured to the point of bleeding can still be accepted, but Elga will never be able to accept the treatment of her stepmother who has been very outrageous. Elga could never accept herself being sold like a worthless item that was auctioned off to a careless man.
Elga would never hand her body to any random man again to an old man like Mr. Lark who had been flocking women.
"Who do you think you can manage me?" Elga's stepmother pulls Elga's hair and takes the girl forcibly to her room. "Don't feel holy when I know you're not a good woman. You refused to sleep with Mr. Lark, just because Mr. Lark wasn't as handsome as the men who fucked you, right?" He knocked Elga to the ground and bled.
"I never did anything so low! I never sold myself." It hurt Elga to hear such a heinous accusation. Indeed such a thing is taboo in his country, but until now Elga can still maintain her purity.
"You think I believe? I don't want to know, tomorrow you're gonna have to look good so I can offer you to the other guy who's gonna pay you. I have to give Mr. Lark back what else he's so angry and doesn't want to see any more dissident and stupid women who can't satisfy him like you!"
The fertile woman locked the door from the outside, not even giving a small piece of food to Emi.
Elga was just crying out for fate, for her this world was so cruel to live in. But even ending her life could not be done. Elga not never fought or tried the fog, but all her efforts ended up getting a very cruel torture.
"No, I don't want to end up like Mom said. I don't want to serve those men. I don't want my body touched by them. I'd rather die than be the comforting woman I expected."
This time it felt like he wanted to die alone, but it seemed like fate was choking on another. The thought of escaping when you see the window of the room is not locked. Yeah, looks like Elga's stepmother forgot to check the window.
Drizzle accompanied Emi's journey, her limited gaze due to the darkness of the night did not break her intentions. Emi is limped until she manages to stay away from home.
"I have to go to the city, but with what do I have to go there? The last bus to the city must have gone. What if mom catches me?" Elga cried out without a sound, her entire body trembling violently. In the end, Elga left without a destination.
Highlights coming from the car blinded Elga's eyes until the girl reflex closed her eyes, not yet had she pulled over the car had stopped right in front of her. As soon as Elga opened her eyes, a man came out from the direction of the steering bench. The frightened Elga chose to immediately move away, but unfortunately the man managed to catch and smother his mouth. The incident passed so quickly that Elga was thrown into the car.
"Let go of me, what are you doing, sir!" Elga rebelled as the man came in and locked the car door, feeling that he was in danger. "Please open the door! Let me go."
"Shut up!"
The srek!
With a single move, the man who did not clearly see what his face looked like had managed to tear off the black dress Emi was wearing. Until the chest that pokes is clearly visible. It was not enough to get there, the man tied Emi's hand over his head.
Emi screamed loudly, but no one heard her. The streets of that night were very quiet.
Emi can not move freely, what else the man has supported his tiny body. Not long after, the man's face sank into his chest.
"Don't do that to me! I'm not the woman of the night you think I am!" Emi shouted while crying.
"Calm down, I'll pay you 5 times as much as usual!" The man spoke with a lustful sigh. Occasionally his hand held the sensitive area of the girl.
Elga is still rebelling. "I'm a good girl. I've never slept with any man. So, please don't ruin my life, sir...."
Elga hopes there is still compassion from this foreign man, but unfortunately the naughty touches he gets.
"really? Then let me prove it to myself." The man continued his delayed action, not caring even though the woman under his control balked. The helplessness of the girl was used to take off her own clothes.
"Fuck! Don't equate me with a woman you've slept with a lot!" Not knowing what Elga's fate would be this time, he hoped there would still be a bit of luck he had in a world that was already very cruel to him.
"Why talk like that? Calm down, if you don't lie you'll be my only woman," the man said he then put his lips together on the woman he did not know her name and could not see what her face looked like in the dark of the night. He did it with instinct but a bite he got. "Akh, you...." It's raking in pain. "It seems like you like being forced!"
Without giving a chance, the man stuffed the girl's mouth using a piece of cloth that she had torn from her dress. Then instantly fused the core of their bodies.
Devastated Elga's life, she will never forget what the pain that has torn her body.