The Pearl living drama
Incisions

Mutia stared sobbing at the glass chamber where her papa lay with an infusion tube in her hand as well as a breathing apparatus. Mutia felt guilty for causing her papa to lie weak, although Mutia was aware that everything that happened was also the interference of Maria and Devi.

"Whore, what are you doing here?" Maria pulled Mutia's hair up to look up while grimacing in pain.

"Who do you mean by prostitutes? Mother who sold me."

"Go there, you fucking kid." Whispering in Mutia's ears.

Mutia brushed Maria's hand off her hair and away from them, her arrival to the hospital just wanted to explain what happened to her this morning to her papa.

After almost five hours, Hendra finally realized, Mutia invaded to meet his papa, but Hendra kicked him out.

"Father shame, Mutia. You have disappointed papah, want to put where papah face? Get out of papah's life, never come back."

"Pah, forgive Mutia this is not Mutia's fault. This is all because Mother and Devi believe in Mutia, Pah."

"Just keep slandering us, Mutia!" Shouting Devi.

"But I'm not lying, Pah. Mommy sold me to Irwan!" Mutia continued to whine while trying to hug Hendra, the two women did not give Mutia a chance to explain, they pulled Mutia's body away from her papa.

Maria and Devi manage to drive Mutia out of the room.

"Campus you," said Devi with great emphasis.

"Never go back to our house, you whore."

"You don't deserve to be called Mother, you witch" Mutia said. All this time he only continued to receive harsh treatment from Mary. But this time he won't give up again.

"You're the witch, just because she's rich can take the man I love."

Mutia chuckles. "Of course papah will choose mama, because mamah is better than you."

Maria grinned at Mutia. "I will make you difficult, in return for my heartache."

"Leave my Papah now the witch." Gigi Mutia complained because she held back anger.

Devi shakes Mutia's shoulder with one hand because she does not accept Mary being called a witch, Mary holds Devi. Then a loud slap landed on Mutia's cheek.

"Wait a minute, I'm not satisfied if you haven't been sprawled out on the street." then Maria pulled Devi away from Mutia's presence back to Hendra's nursery.

Mutia was devastated, she felt herself unlucky to live in the world. Her boyfriend cheated on her, was raped and was not accepted by her papa.

Mutia sobbed out of the hospital, taking a taxi back to boarding Mutia. Not finished there Mutia's misfortune, Lala had been waiting for Mutia's arrival since then, Dirga was also present.

"Still dare you come back here?" Lala left in front of Mutia.

"La, I've." Dirga tried to calm Lala down.

"This house is not yours, La."

"Dare you to answer!"

"Ck, I'm tired, La. Shut up."

As fast as lightning Lala pulled Mutia's hair as hard as she could, Mutia had already resigned herself, she only grimaced with pain without retaliating. Until the whole kosan came because he heard the loud babble and watched them.

"Why?! You're already starting to like this buffalo, huh?!"

Mutia chuckled amusedly. "You two are strange people, you can ask Dirga to accept my love when you are lovers. Wh why? Just because I want to turn me into a buffalo." Mutia laughing. "Now it is you who are angry, because Dirga began to love me." Mutia broke open while climbing into her room.

"Where are you, Mutia. I'm not done yet!" Dirga restrains Lala's body from pursuing Mutia.

Mutia just waved her hand while smiling a grin looking at Lala who was rampaging like a trance.

"Is it true the buffalo said that you started to love him?!"

"La, you can't talk while yelling, hurt my ears."

"Gram!!" Lala went into her room in annoyance. One by one the residents of the room entered his room. Without even telling the residents of the boarding house to understand the situation, the residents of the boarding house had suspected there must be a love triangle between them.

While inside the room, Mutia cried feeling pain all over the body due to Lala's rampage, not only her body but her heart ached in this one day. Mutia hit her left chest many times just to reduce the pain that was very painful.

His mind drifted to see Dirga kissing Lala at the concert, Maria and Devi selling it, it was Irwan who raped her and even physically injured because of Lala's anger, as well as her papa who did not believe her and had kicked her out.

Mutia took her phone, she wanted to see how her work was after she left yesterday, yes.

Mutia looked at the mirror with a blank mind, how she should continue with her next life. Her tears jumped out and Mutia sobbed back.

Mutia clenched her hands and hit the mirror that had been staring at her since as if the mirror was mocking her. The mirror broke his hand and bled, Mutia chuckled instead of crying. The wound on his hand did not hurt compared to his heart.

Mutia picked up the broken glass, she pressed and scratched it into her wrist until her veins were torn with just one incision, Mutia grimaced as blood started flowing from her wrist.

Mutia went inside the bathroom and turned on the shower, she leaned back and slumped to the floor. His blood flowed down the drain with water from the shower.

"That hurts, mah. Please pick up Mutia, Mah. Mutia could no longer afford to live in this world. If only Mutia could change fate."

There was a knocking sound in Mutia's room, almost twenty minutes people outside her room kept knocking.

"Muti." Dirga went inside because when Dirga held the doorknob, the door opened. It seems like Mutia forgot to lock the door.

"Mutia, you're taking a bath." Dirga continued to enter slowly, Mutia still did not reply.

Dirga was surprised to see broken glass on the floor with blood splattered towards the bathroom, Dirga quickly knocked on the bathroom door where Mutia was.

"Mutia, Mutia!" Dirga keeps knocking on the door. "Damate, Mutia. Answer me."

Lala did not find Dirga in his place while the car was still parked, she began to look for Dirga suspicious Dirga met Mutia, sure Lala immediately entered when she heard Dirga's screaming voice, Lala was also surprised to see blood splattered.

"Dirga, what's going on?"

"Of course."

Lala came out looking for help, but not with Dirga, she immediately broke down the bathroom door and saw a pale-looking Mutia with a tear on her wrist.

"Mutias! sober up! Help me!"

"Let'soooooo!" Lala and some of the other residents screamed at Mutia who was leaning against the bathroom wall.

"No Mutia, please don't go." Dirga shook Mutia's lifeless body.