The Destiny of the Mute Girl
Episode 37 ~ Law of the Whip

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"You should be punished by a fucking kid!"

Dhana gasped, finding the hand of the wife who roughly slipped her body from the front, pulled Wulan's hand and dragged her out of nowhere.

"Mala...stop!!!"

Without looking at Rainar, the man of two children left, following the wife who was emotional and carrying Wulan. Meanwhile, Rainar could only be glued to his seat, his forehead shrinking, understanding when he saw Mala's rude attitude towards Wulan. But he has no ability to fight Mala to defend his best friend.

"Raina..."

The baritone voice suddenly startled Rainar who was fixated alone. Rainar turned to the source of the voice, finding the papa who came to him.

"Father.." said Rainar.

"What are you doing here, son? Still wearing school clothes again! Who did you come here with?" said Dr. Ronald, who was sitting next to Rainar.

"Room, Pa. Damar accident!" rainar replied while pointing to the ER room.

Doctor Ronald was wide-eyed, hearing the words of the son who said that Damar had an accident.

"What's? Damar's Om Dhana's son?" asked Dr. Ronald who was very surprised.

"Yes, Pa. Damar Om Dhana's. But his condition has improved, Pa. Wulan, Rainar and Om Dhana just wait for Damar to wake up." replied Rainar.

"Wulan and Dhana are here? Where are they?" doctor Ronald asks while looking for Dhana.

"So Aunt Mala came here and looked very angry after knowing the cause of Damar's accident. Then drag Wulan in that direction. Om Dhana also went there, Pa." replied Rainar as he pointed towards Mala pulling Wulan.

Doctor Ronald is stunned, staring at Rainar who he knows knows nothing about Mala's hatred for his little friend. While Doctor Ronald who already knew it, chose to cover it all on the son. But if it's like this, what can Doctor Ronald do?

Rainar just stared at him silently, as if imagining what actions Mala would do to his little friend, making Doctor Ronald also silent and silent for a moment.

"Pa... Why is Aunt Mala angry at Wulan? Though this accident was not the fault of Wulan, even Wulan who was actually the target of this accident." asked Rainar who actually knew but wanted to hear the explanation directly from the father.

"What do you mean Rainar?" asked Dr. Ronald who turned his head quickly towards Rainar.

Rainar sighed, telling her what had happened to the father when they were about to go home from school. Dr. Ronald is concerned, understands Rainar's story.

"Rainar.. you should not have to tell the real incident to Aunt Mala, especially if it has something to do with Wulan." said Doctor Ronald who stared fixedly at the son.

"Why is Pa? Didn't Papa always teach Rainar to be honest, even bitter?" asked Rainar who was increasingly astonished, curious.

"Yes, Son. Papa did teach you that, but this problem is very different and more complicated for you to understand." said Dr. Ronald who tried to explain.

"What's the problem, Pa? Why was Wulan blamed? Aunty Mala should have scolded the culprit, not Wulan." replied Rainar who was increasingly astonished, luring the father to tell him everything because he basically already knew everything from Damar.

Doctor Ronald sighed harshly, understanding what his son felt. Since childhood, Rainar was close friends with Damar and Wulan never knew if Wulan was hated by his own mother. What should the handsome doctor do? Should he tell his son everything?

"Rainar, all this time, Aunt Mala never wanted to acknowledge Wulan as her daughter. Aunt Mala hates Wulan because Wulan is mute, can't talk!!!" replied Doctor Ronald.

Rainar fluttered, the story of Damar when it again ringed in his ear. It turns out that it is true that the father covered his own best friend's sad story from him, letting Wulan continue to get bad treatment from his own biological mother.

"Papa covered it from you at Dhana's request because he didn't want you to misunderstand. You were too small then, so Papa hid everything." replied Dr. Ronald.

Rainar fell silent, imagining how painful the suffering of the friend who never got the affection of his mother from childhood, just because it was not perfect. Sometimes Rainar shook his head, unable to imagine it.

"Actually Rainar already knew everything from Damar, Pa. Poor Wulan. Even though he currently has a high fever." said Rainar Lirih.

Doctor Ronald was flabbergasted, his heart felt what Rainar felt when he saw Mala's attitude towards Wulan. But there was nothing he could do to help her, but pray for Mala.

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"Basic of a fucking crippled kid!!! Because of you my son is a wretch! You must be punished!"

The cry of a mouthful of Wulan was unstoppable, following the movements of the mother who continued to drag her by force, like a babu who would be punished for making a grave mistake. Blinded the eyes and heart of a Mala, who should have been an early protector to her daughter's son. With wide strides, Mala forced her daughter to cry, cry, beg for pity, look closely at the mami and hope that the mami will not be ignited emotions again.

"Come in!!!" mala's toilet pushed her daughter violently into the toilet and locked her.

Wulan's crying never stopped, tears kept flowing through the cheeks. Sometimes he seemed to rest, hugging the legs of the mother who always threw away her face, reluctant to look at him even to just glance.

"Stay away from my feet! You don't deserve to be born into the world! You fucking child carrier! For helping you, my son is a wretch! Why don't you get hit by a motorbike and just die? You handicapped child! I am sorry I conceived you! I regret giving birth to you!!!"

Mala pulled her leg, pushed the princess violently, making Wulan slumped backwards almost hit by the toilet wall. Mala reached into her bag, pulled out something she could wear to punish the innocent princess and hit her with a long flat object like a belt.

Plaque!

Plaque!

Plaque!

"Aaaa.. aaa..a..aaa..."

Wulan fumbled, trying to stop the mother who was growing blind, whipping her body violently and without the slightest pity. Either what kind of vile angel lives in the body of a Mala who was once very gentle. Regardless of the concoction of the princess, Mala continued to whip the body of Wulan who was curling up, enduring the pain.

"Mala...open the door!!! Mala... Did you put my daughter in there? Malas..."

Dhana's voice sounded very loud, blaring from the outside of the toilet. Making Mala not stop the action. While Wulan who was still curled up, raised her head, staring at the door leaf that was still tightly closed. But his sick body was no longer able to be carried away from position.

Regardless of the gaze of the passerby, Dhana tried to break through the locked female toilet door from the inside.

Brak!

A powerful blow to Dhana's leg broke through the toilet door, finding the wife torturing her daughter into a corner in the corner of the hospital toilet. Crying, curling, grimacing in pain, Mala still whipped the princess mercilessly and compassionately.

"Bas on a disabled child!" pekik Mala's.

"Stop Mala!" dhana toilet.

Dhana's strong hand grip successfully stopped the wife's brutal actions. Mala was aghast when her husband came and gripped her hand from behind. While Dhana, who was emotional, turned his wife's body to face him, looked at him nanar, a pile of crystal circles was clearly visible in both eyes. So did Mala, the eyes that condensed yet filled with hatred in them, making Dhana release her powerful grip.

Mala staggered to hit the toilet sink because of Dhana's push. Dhana rushed to her daughter who was still cowering in fear in the corner of the toilet.

"You're okay, aren't you, sweetheart?" dhana said while cupping the face habap the poor princess.

Wulan shook her head, raised her head slowly, looking at the bead of the papi with a sweet smile. There were no hateful strokes from her eyes after getting the vile treatment from the mother. There was only a look of pity, provoking both corners of his lips to curve downward. Her tears were dripping without excuse, wetting her cheeks.

Dhana dribbled her eyes towards Mala, throwing a sharp glare, a sense of anger mixed with disappointment, bringing her feet to step, approaching Mala.

Plaque!

One slap of Dhana floated beautifully on Mala's cheeks, leaving a reddish trail on the wife's white cheeks. Making Mala flabbergasted did not expect, if the husband had dared to play hands.

"I was forced to break my promise to my sister because of you, Mala!!! I really didn't expect, you could be this cruel to your own daughter! Wolves love their children and are willing to sacrifice their souls and bodies! But you? You tortured your daughter! She's your daughter, Mala!!! He's your son, your flesh and blood! What else do I have to do to wake you up, huh?! Why can a woman like you give birth but not love her child!!! Cruel!!!"

Collapsing was Dhana's patience, seeing the princess whipped violently by the wife like a horse that did not obey her master's orders, torturing her without pity. Meanwhile, Mala, rubbed her cheek that was burned because of the slap of the husband. She did not expect that Dhana slapped her face like this, for the first time.

"You've never been rude, Mom. But because of defending that son of a bitch, you changed. He's the one who got my son hit by a motorbike and into the ER! Because of him, my son is a wretch! What's wrong with me punishing him?" mala's toilet pointed towards Wulan.

"Enough, Mala!!! It is enough to this day that you call Wulan such a vile name! She's my daughter, not a fucking kid! You are the fucking one! A woman who has no conscience!" dhana's toilet stared intently at Mala.

The crystal thread increasingly falling from the poor mute girl's eyes, unable to see the papi's quarrel with the mami, made Wulan move, take a thousand steps out of the toilet to the hospital yard.

Dhana gasped, trying to stop but his pace lost quickly. His daughter was gone from sight, making Dhana even more angry and disappointed in his wife. While Mala was still silent, rubbing her cheeks that felt hot and sore, staring at the husband's nanar near the door that looked at her was no less sharp.

"Do you see? All those years Mala, you've been like this to our daughter for years. The child we've been guarding all this time while she's in your womb. The child we have been waiting for. But your attitude disappointed me, Mala!!! I'm really disappointed in your attitude!" dhana's blocked toilet left, leaving Mala in silence.

Mala clenched her hands tightly, her emotions rose again, remembering all the heart-wrenching words of her husband.

"I'm not the old Mala anymore, Mom! The old mala is long dead! Mala is now Mala who will not let anything bad happen in her life!!! Including the presence of that dumb son of a bitch!!!"

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Happy Reading All 😇😇😇

How bad is Mala Thor? Wkwk the answer to that question will be answered yaaaaa, the friends are all 😁😁😁 there will be one truth revealed about who Mala really is because in the boneps of the first novel, who Mala we do not know. All we know, Mala is just an orphan girl, coming to a big city to find work. But about who Mala really is, soon it will be revealed 😁😁😁

spoiler: Do not look at people from the outside only, because we never know what the person is like 🤭

Note: 'as a reminder' ⁇ ️

This novel was made not to offend anyone, it was purely from the author's hallucinations alone, there was no intention to offend or corner someone. Just take the good lessons that may be in this story. So do not misunderstand the author who is still learning this yaa 😁😁😁