TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
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Tini flew high darting in search of prey, he passed through the rice fields. When he was seen by one man between two young men. He immediately humbled himself, hiding among the yellowed leaves of the rice. He grimaced when one of the leaves hurt his internal organs.

"There was a twinkling star there. It looks like a ball!" point the skinny young man in gloomy white clothes to his slightly fat-bodied best friend from him.

"Huss, quiet! Don't rebuke. It's Kuyang!" said the blue-clothed young man while pulling his best friend to walk faster.

"Grandma's word must be rebuked lest she be!" he argued while walking dragged by his best friend.

"Shut up!" snapped friend.

Tini went up, she flew back after they got away. A twenty-seven-year-old mother is pregnant. She feeds her crying daughter unwilling to eat, then beats her to force her to eat. "Eat!" axed it.

"I don't want to!" reject daughter. She was only four years old.

"Eat, baby!" persuade her while forcing the food into her daughter's mouth.

"Acute, Ma. It's acute!" whining.

The woman sighed, she then grimaced with the pain in her stomach. The age of the womb which has now reached eight months makes it difficult to move and breathe, plus the whining of his daughter makes it worse. "Your father's coming in a minute. Let's eat."

"Ma, acute."

"What's scared, son! Let's finish your meal, baby." However, his daughter still shook her head not to eat. He finally gave up.

The woman got up and headed straight for the kitchen. Since the kitchen is open in the back, look at the rice fields. He had to wash dishes outside the house.

"Mama ... acute!"

"Ah, that boy!" his nag. He didn't care, he was busy washing dishes.

Tini was behind him. He immediately looked down at the woman's back.

"Mama!"

"Ah, that boy!" Finally he went inside.

The boy hides under the table, hugging his knees in fear. He saw his mother's feet walking past him. Then he saw Tini following him behind his mother's stalk.

He thought it was his daughter because the little girl was only as tall as an adult. "You're this-" He turned around and was immediately startled to look at the head with the bowels dangling. Maila!" he screamed while running out. Tini's after him, man,

"Why did you run?" ask her husband when he arrives on time.

"A-there's Kuyang!"

"Have a hint of you" cried her husband, but seeing his wife's pale face. He soon realized something. "Where's maila?"

"He ... Maila!" He forgot his daughter.

"Mama!"

They immediately looked for him and found nowhere. "Where is he?!" snapped husband.

"Usually he if afraid always ...." He sat down and checked the dining table. "Maomi!" he was hysterical while keeping his mouth shut.

Her husband immediately grabbed the blood-soaked Maila. "Maomi!" He moved his daughter. "Maila, papa's coming home, son," she said in tears.

"Maomi!" The woman grabbed her dead daughter. Sorry for leaving him.

Earlier Maila saw her mother being followed by Kuyang. He immediately ran when he heard his papa's voice. Apparently the Kuyang turned around instead, he then hid back under the table. Maila was terrified, he closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes he shouted hysterically to his mother. That Kuyang right in front of him was being cherished. "Mama!"

After sucking Maila's blood, Tini returns to where she came from. He approached his body and floated on it. The girl smiled then gestured for them to bring another girl to test.

"No way!" ronta is a sweet girl in white, fifteen years old.

"Don't!" said one of the victims. They tried to hold the girl so as not to be taken there.

However, their efforts failed because they the guards threatened with sharp weapons. The girl was treated like Tini. It was changed to Kuyang.

"Bring them both later. We'll sell them." The girl then left.

***

Tini woke up in a room. He gasped as he looked at the young girl sleeping next to him covered in blood. From the lips to the chest. Tini approached and checked, she was surprised to see a long scratch on the girl's neck. Tini was itching on her neck, she then scratched. "What's this?" murmured, because there is a crust attached to the neck. "Blood?" He saw dry blood.

Tini was curious and then looked at the mirror. He was surprised to see himself whose condition was almost similar to the girl in the bed there. He felt the scratch. "Aah!" Tini suffocates. He retreated as he looked at his eyes in the mirror turning red.

"The boss said the girl today we packed and sent."

"Sussstt .. silence."

Tini stole their talk from the bedroom door. He flinched as he walked towards his room. Tini immediately ran to wake the girl.

"Wake up!"

"What's up, brother?" the girl asked half sleepy. He was unaware of last night's events.

"We need to get out of here!" whisky Tini.

"How is it, brother?"

Tini pointed at the window. Then it opens slowly. "Come on!" He asked the girl to jump first.

The girl said, she jumped up first and left. Now it's Tini's turn, but fateful for him he was pulled back when he was about to jump.

"You want to run away?" said the young man who applied oil last night to her.

"Deliver!" Tini's trying to rebel. However, he was helpless, he was forced to be unconscious when the injection injured his arm.

"Put him in the crate!" the young man's orders.

"After that I was in a new home. I don't know how I can be here, but obviously I don't want to be here. I want to go home, I want to get a family." The girl was crying. "There I didn't get a decent meal. I was given stale rice, bones even rotten garbage! I was tortured there, I was forced to steal, use even I pray just can not. If I get caught, I am tortured. I once prayed, but could not because my body immediately hurt, very sick!"

Tini looked at their faces, some believed some did not, but she looked at Anggara, asking him to believe in her.

"I believe it" said Anggara. "You're not wrong. It's too bad to be in jail."

"When he lied what?" asked the skinny bare-chested young man in a batik dress.

"I investigated first" Anggara replied.

"What do we do about this guy?" ask the man in purple.

"Stay in RT's place for a while."

"Well, what's on me?!" protest Pak RT.

"Times in my house. Kan, there's a baby," tangkis Anggara. "Just stay there, I'll process this case."

"If he changes, what should I do?"

"Is there a knife at home?" ask Anggara in a whispering tone.

"Should I kill you?"

"Just threatening." ..."I'm not responsible if you're filthy, anyway."

"Basic!" Pak RT forward. "You're staying with me, but I don't promise you'll be safe in my house. If it changes, I'll kill you."

"Just calm down, if he's killed, he's in jail!"

"Sontoloyo this brat!" Mr. RT wants to slap Anggara on the head. But the young man had already gone home.