the secret of the wasted girl belongs to the mafia
04

He woke up from his daydream when he heard a knock on the door from outside.

"Tok tok.." the door is knocked rhythmically.

"Come in" Rayyan replied.

"Good day, sir," he said as he entered the room.

"Yes, noon... What's up?" rayyan asked in a flat voice

"I just wanted to tell you that today there was a meeting with a company that wanted to work with us, they wanted to meet you directly, not to be represented by me, sir" the person said.

"Azka, set the meeting schedule back today. I want to go home early today, I don't know why, either" Rayyan said.

Azka Ranggata, a private secretary in Rayyan's office, is also Rayyan's best friend. Azka is Rayyan's confidant, if Rayyan is not there then the meeting or meeting can be taken over by him. He is the same as Rayyan, working in jobs that include dangerous, and he becomes an accomplice to Rayyan, both in the office and outside the office, or in other jobs.

With a strange feeling and a bit of surprise, Azka just interfered and resigned herself to get out of Rayyan's room.

"Good, sir. I'll rearrange it. Excuse me," said Azka.

"Wait" said Rayyan who stopped Azka's footsteps who wanted to get out

"Sir, how can I help you again?" ask Azka who deliberately speaks formally if in the office

"I'll go home first. If there is anything important, or need my signature, please just come to my house," said Rayyan, who had stood up from her seat of greatness, re-wearing her suit.

"Okay, sir," Azka replied.

At the residence of Rayyan's house, her aunt and another maid were shocked to hear the roar of their master's car. This young master had never come home so quickly before. The maid who was with Aunt Ina did not dare to speak and ask, only the aunt dared to speak and ask.

"Assalamualaikum," Rayyan said as she entered the house.

"Waalaikumsalam, sir," replied the aunt and maid who was with Aunt Ina

"Never have you come home so soon, what's important?" ask Aunt

"There's nothing, Bi. Everything is fine, it's just that I'm tired and want to rest for a few days, aunty don't worry so, it's okay bi" Rayyan replied.

"So, whose office takes care of it, sir?" ask auntie to him.

"If it's office business, there's Azka who handles it," Rayyan replied with a smile.

"All right, then. Aunty will prepare warm water for a bath" the aunt said.

They headed towards the stairs to climb up to the 2nd floor, where Rayyan's room was located. As they were about to climb up the stairs to reach Rayyan's room, they saw Laras coming out, probably wanting to go downstairs to pick up something he needed.

"Laras," reprimanded aunt.

Laras did not reply, he just looked at aunt and Rayyan with a surprised look.

"Auntie, don't let him take me again, bi. I beg you, bi," Laras went straight back into his room.

Aunt chased Laras into her room.

"Watch on, what's up, son? Auntie please, tell me what exactly happened to you until you were so scared?" ask auntie to Laras.

Baras did not answer. She simply hugged both knees while crying and shaking her head.

Aunty approached Laras affectionately, then hugged him tightly to calm him down.

"Now, try to tell Auntie, why is it that every time you see a man, be it young master or anyone else, your attitude is always filled with this kind of fear?" said auntie gently, trying to persuade Laras

With tears flowing, Laras looked at the aunt's face with confidence and began to tell her what caused her to be like this

"Before my birth mother died, we lived in happiness. But after my mother died, my father remarried a woman who already had a daughter older than me. At the time, I was 15 years old.

They treated me like I was a maid. Plus, there was a man who came to the house to deliver a message from my late mother. I didn't know what the message was, but I saw my father so angry. From that moment on, my father no longer treated me as his real son.

Until I was 21, I was tortured in my own home. One day, after returning home from the market, I accidentally heard the evil plans of those who wanted to throw me away. I couldn't believe it, I was shocked, and subconsciously, I dropped my stepmother's beloved flower vase. They found out that I was eavesdropping on their conversation, then they caught me and called two men whose origins I did not know.

They took me to a place I didn't know, just a forest with big trees. After a month passed, I managed to escape from there and I was lucky to meet a man who knew my father. He wants to take me home. Upon arriving home, I was immediately startled by the words of my father who refused to acknowledge me as his son and expelled me.

That night it rained heavily, lightning struck, and strong winds seemed to feel sadness as well. I was confused and didn't know where to go. Suddenly, two men caught me and took me somewhere I didn't know where. There, I was forced to serve a man they called boss. But I refused without hesitation. The man continued to approach me aggressively, scaring me and panicking. Quickly, I grabbed the vase that was near me and smacked it towards his head with all my might. The blow knocked him unconscious and blood flowed from his head. I managed to escape from there, I ran as hard as I could

I met a man whom my aunt called a young master, "Laras told his aunt.

"Then, what makes you afraid of men?" ask Auntie attentively.

"I've only experienced trauma, Auntie. I have never had a close experience with men. However, that night everything changed when I almost became the victim of a rape by a man I did not know. That fear still haunts me, especially if I see someone dressed in black staring at me. I felt very scared" said Laras

The barrel continued with a sobbing voice

"Additionally, my own father never considered me to be his son. Like I meant nothing to him, as if I were ignored and abandoned, Auntie" Laras said

Her tears kept flowing, describing the pain she felt. Aunty continued to hold Laras' hand gently, providing support and warmth.