The Love of Luke
A Slap

A few hours passed I finally got home and because I had brought Elisha and Bimo back so I was a little late, I knew she would be angry with me, because that's what she always did, let alone if I come home late, I come home on time even though he still scolds me and always makes another reason to scold me in various ways.

So this time I was willing if I had to be exposed to the anger of my mother, the most important thing is that I was happy with my first two friends at school.

Anyway I thought this time mom wouldn't scold me too badly, considering her treatment that had been good in the morning to me, but even so I remained cautious.

I slowly entered the house and walked around trying not to be caught by my own mother, but unfortunately she was sitting on the sofa in the living room and she knew my return.

"Wait!" Say my mother in a firm tone.

I fell silent and could not move, until my mother got up and she walked up to me, I was already terrified and feeling erratic, I slowly stood up and lowered my head while taking a rough breath to prepare myself in the face of my adoptive mother.

He suddenly slapped me so hard that I fell to the floor, I had expected all of this to happen, and all the good and sweetness he showed me this morning was a charade, I knew it and I was a fool just now.

"Plakkk.

I fell with messy hair so hard slap from my adoptive mother, my cheeks felt so sore when hit by my long hair, I held my sore cheek and stood up straight again and held the sadness inside of me.

"It turns out to be true my guess, all your good manners this morning were just a charade. Butwhy? Why are you giving me such hope and such a joy? Why did you have to pretend to be nice and love me this morning?, Why Mom?" I asked with the tone of voice I raised.

It was the first time I dared to go against the figure that I thought my real mother had been, the figure of a mother that I always respected and I followed all her orders all along.

"Stop calling me mom, I'm sick of hearing it" he said so vilely.

He stared like he was so disgusted at me and he started to continue.

"You want to know, huh?, Look, Vivian, you're just a tool and you're just a waitress in this house, nothing's free in this world, nothing's free, you can go to school and pay big, you spend my husband's money that's supposed to be for me, not to pay for a collectible like you!" His face while pushing one shoulder with his finger.

I just stared at her with teeth that I tightly clenched and the two hands that I clenched, I tried to hold back my tears from falling, so as not to fall, I don't want to look weak in front of such a cruel human being and I keep trying to be strong.

"And you want to know why I was nice to you this morning, haha ..oke, I'll tell you, it's because my husband was there, you know what you've done, for defending you he dared to threaten me!" Added my adoptive mother with perfectly wide eyes filled with hatred towards me.

It was also the first time I saw my mother looking at me with a trembling face and it was clear from her eyes that she hated me so much and had never liked me for a second in my life, that pain and break that my heart felt right now, I felt like I was pierced by thousands of arrows in my body.

"I'll leave this house if mom hates me so much, and I'll talk to dad so he doesn't threaten you anymore" I said, intending to leave in front of him.

I could not bear to look at her face anymore, I could not bear the tears that had been welling up in my eyes, I was not as strong as I had shown everyone all this time, I wanted to cry at that moment and get out of there as soon as possible.

But mother held my hand firmly and she again got my left cheek firmly.

"PLAQUE.... You don't know it's lucky!" My mother snapped right after slapping my cheek for the second time.

I tried to smile and look at him with all the courage left in me, I tried to calm my heart and the emotions that were stirring in it, then I tried to answer him again.

"You must pay for all the money my husband has wasted in taking care of you for 17 years" replied my adoptive mother,

I took a deep breath trying to hold my tears continuously and I exhaled slowly.

"Good... I'll pay for all your services, but I'll still get out of this house" I'm still on the same principle,

"No way, you have to stay in this house and be a servant just like bi Ida, and from tomorrow you have to go to school on foot, then you move into the room next to Cecil, remember never to argue with me and don't try to complain to my husband, otherwise I really don't hesitate to make your life suffer forever, including firing your beloved maid!" Threatened my foster mother and then she went up the stairs.

I immediately ran to the bathroom of the waiter in the kitchen, I locked the door quickly and cried in there as much as I could, she said, I took out all the pain and suffering I had endured.

"Aaarkhhhh..Why, why is the world so cruel to me, what was my sin in the previous life to have to feel pain like this?, Am I a bad person, what is my sin, do I have to endure it all with this kind of suffering? Hiks...hiks... The world is not fair to me..." I screamed as I continued to cry incessantly.

I don't care about myself and the pain in both my cheeks, I just want to cry and get all the loose inside me so I feel plump and can go back to acting like before.

I also don't want to make bi Ida worry about me if she knows what I'm going through today, I tried to hide the slap marks on both my cheeks with my own long hair and I also continued to wash my face so as not to look like I was crying.

I thought all that would work so I dared to get out of the bathroom and intend to help bi Ida prepare dinner for their beloved father and wife and daughter.

"Bi, let me cook now, auntie must be tired right" I said take over.

Bi Ida was seen watching my face and I tried to avoid her gaze, I was afraid she would find out about my cheek and it didn't take long, he did suspect that and suddenly flicked my hair behind my ears, then half-cried in shock at my red, slightly swollen cheeks.

"God.... Miss Vivian what's with your face, who did this to you, miss?" Tanya Bi Ida was worried about me.

"No bi, I just fell and was careless so my cheeks were like this" I replied with a smile.

Bi Ida instantly changed her facial expression and she instantly turned off the stove then held my face with both hands, she pulled my hair back and tied it gently, she said, then he could see clearly how bad the slap scar that was already like a four-finger stamp on my cheek was.

"This...see this well, do you think aunts can be lied to for such cheap reasons? Obviously this is a slap and it's swollen" said bi Ida looking angry at me.

I just smiled at the look on his face that worried me so much, more than anyone else in the house.

I immediately hugged her tightly and unconsciously tears started falling from my eyes, without me allowing it.

"Thank you bi" I said as I closed my eyes in his arms.

I felt peaceful and calm just by hugging her, she was more like a mother to me, and bi Ida returned my embrace gently.

"Miss what's wrong with you today?, Auntie saw all this was the act of the great mistress right, forgive aunt for not being able to protect the whole miss, forgive aunt Vivian" said bi Ida who made me more sad and moved.