The Reprisal of Bully Victim Girl
Chapter 8

Why is my life so gini? Is my fate oppressed? Why are they so much the same as me??

Geet tried to break away even though it was difficult because the bond in his body was too strong.

He was tied to an iron pole on the rooftop. His mouth was even gagged with cloth so he could not scream for help.

Besides, if he yells, he's not sure if anyone's listening.

If I get out of here, I'll bales you all! I have lecehin lecturer nawar I so Sugar baby, the Eros continues to nguber I want to sleep in me, not to mention that the gang is endless gentil ngerjain me. Don't you know what loves me?

Suddenly the iron door opened making Geet stiffen.

Are they back again? They want anything else?? Inner panic.

"Geet!"

Geet's eyes glared at Afran running towards him.

"Yes Allah... It's girls!" Afran immediately took off the rope and his mouthpiece.

Geet can breathe a sigh of relief and slumped down so limp. His constant sweating from earlier made him limp.

"Geet, have a drink. Don't get dehydrated!" Afran gave a bottle of water that was instantly received and gulped to half.

"Thanks Fran's.. Good thing you found me." Geet held his head.

"Gue accidentally heard the Purple gang say you were in the rooftop. They're too much until this."

Even Geet's uniform was torn apart with scissors, and he was wearing only an internal tank top.

Afran opened his shirt. "Pake my shirt."

"How do you want to?"

"Gue can wear a jacket. My jacket is kegedean if you wear it. Buruan, I anter lo back. You report tomorrow.."

Geet was wearing a shirt and standing on Afran's boat.

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Arriving home, Geet got off the bike and took off the helmet.

"Thanks is my anther."

"Liet. I will make the same calculation. Very indiscriminate lo. Good thing I'm there."

Geet. "Not to be extended. I also want to resign. I'm not comfortable working there."

"Seriously you want to resign?"

"Keep according to you, the campus will be more cleaning service like me than rich students who have a lot of money like them? Won't do. I'm the one being accused."

Afran patted Geet's shoulder. "Let's help me find another job."

"No need, Fran. Focus on the same final task. You are officially a doctor. Don't be busy with my business. I can take care of myself." Geet went straight into the house.

Remembering that he had to go to the hospital to see his professor, Afran launched his motorbike in the opposite direction.

Just wanting to enter the room, a loud voice jerked at him.

"Geets! Where are you from??"

Geet sighed heavily, tired of just being dried on the rooftop, wanting him to immediately rest in his room. But the tantenya was facing in front of him.

"From work, Auntie. Where else?"

Tina squinted at the appearance of Geet wearing a men's shirt.

"You work like this?"

"There's a little problem. So I'm..."

Plakkkkp...

Geet was shocked when Tina slapped him. "Auntie what the hell?? Why was I suddenly slapped?"

"Aunty is ashamed of your behavior!"

"What auntie mean??"

"Lesta told me all about Auntie!"

"The feast?"

"Iya Lesta Mas Boni's. He went to college at your workplace. And she said, you check in with different guys and even go out in the car with her boyfriend!"

Lesta said that???

What a wicked fitnah I am!

"Continue Aunty believing?? Aunty trusts him more than I am Auntie's niece??" Geet doesn't accept charges.

"Because why is he lying to Auntie?"

"What am I lying about? What am I working for? All just low on me, 'cause I'm just cleaning service! And Lesta, she doesn't take the guy she likes to chase me on! That's why he..."

"So far, who are you wearing? Your loving Sugar Daddy?"

"Daddy Sugar? Auntie, what the hell is that??" Geet never thought Tina was so affected by the slander of Lesta.

"Lesta's the story, you're a sugar baby!"

Geet really doesn't accept Tina's accusations.

"Tante, I've always respected Aunt as my only family. But Aunt believes in others more than I do. If I were a sugar baby, I'd be out of this house a long time ago! I'm working, hot-hot, humiliated, bullied, for whom?? For our survival, Auntie! But what is it for, too? There's no use! Aunty only believes people's words from me!" Geet entered the room and locked it.

"Geets! Auntie hasn't finished talking!" Tina banged on the door.

Geet opened the closet to pick up his bag and put his clothes in the bag. Then he cleaned up his things and opened the door.

"Where are you going?"

"You're looking for sugar daddy! Let Auntie don't bother taking care of me anymore!" Geet rushed out of the house.

"Geets! Don't go, are you just going to play??"

Tina's call ignored Geet who immediately took public transportation across.

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It had been an hour Geet cried shedding the weight in his heart on Emon.

Emon just rubbed his shoulders to calm down.

"About me poor, I just need cleaning service, they're just like me! Aunt Tina also trusts Lesta more than I do. Because Lesta's a niece of that old bitch. I hate everything!" Geet thumping pillow vented his emotions.

"While you stayed here first huh, Geet. We will think ahead. You're sleeping must be tired."

Geet wiped his tears. "Gue laper's. Is there food?"

"I'm gonna go get some sausage fried rice?"

"You're doing it. What matters is eating. I'm gonna take a shower first."

While Emon cooks, Geet enjoys the shower. Remembering what happened in his life really made him feel like a loser.

The son of an unrecognized corruptor.

Victim bully.

Betrayed as sugar baby.

Why is his life so dark???

Geet came out of the bathroom already wearing a T-shirt and shorts. Wipe her hair with a small towel.

"Feed first. I also made tea. Here I want your hair."

Geet voraciously eats with Emon painstakingly drying his hair with a hair dryer.

"I want to go with Don. You're..."

"Of ordinary kayaks. I'm just here."

"Don't go anywhere. Later I try to talk to Mas Don only time there is a job suitable for you."

"No need to say anything. I don't want to take nicotine. I just need a little rest. Tomorrow I'll find another job." Geet brought the dishes to the kitchen and washed them.

Emon did not speak again to see Geet directly sitting on the bed.

"There's an empty closet. You use it to keep your things simple."

"Yeah.hunt already ready to be updated right."

Emon rushed into the bathroom.

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