Yuka (Second Life for Revenge)
Chapters 01. Move to a Novel
Estella, a 17-year-old girl. Big and growing up in the midst of cruelty and roadside world wars, 1968. This life leads him to cruel, heartless nature and makes Estella willing to finish anyone to people she does not like. Except, the little kid and the old man who needs Estella's help.
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Swissh!!!
Swisshhh!!!
Jluub!!!
10 Silver knives tucked in Estella's fingers, she quickly swung and floated them at the enemy surrounding the room in dim lighting. Accordance with his nickname ‘Shadowless killer’. Estella floated her action quickly without being seen by the enemy.
Lips and hands continue to move, Estella said softly while enjoying the game with the sound of the opponent's screams which she thought was very beautiful.
“1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20.” Estella said counting the plan of all the enemies who get one by one his silver knife, making the enemy stop breathing. Estella spoke again in her heart while swinging the silver knife that was on her fingers. ‘I must have it. For the sake of the toy factory that has just been built, and is already quite famous in this city. This task is not difficult for me, I must not fail, after many struggles that I have difficulty going through.’ Both hands continued to swing the silver blade at the opponent's body.
Swgc!!!
Jluub!!
Swwiiss!!!
Jluuubb!!!
“Akh!”
the 20 men from the opponent were already lying breathlessly on the floor, the extremely beautiful and shiny floor had now turned into a pool of blood. There are only 1 person who deliberately did not hurt Estella, the man is the boss of the rival who gave him the task. The tall man, middle bald hair, bushy mustache, and slightly curved at the ends. The man was standing in the middle of the bodies of his men, the sweat of corn soaking all over his body, the watchful gaze leading to the entire room being dim as it was lacking in lighting.
“Ba*small finger. How dare you finish off all my men. Where are you! Quick exit.” The man raised his tone slightly in the last sentence. Wild gazes from both eyes were covered in fear leading around the room, but he could not find Estella.
Nyittt!!!!
Nyiit!!!!
Nyiitt!!!
Estella sat swinging in the middle of the decorative lights hanging in the middle of the room. Face covered with a golden goose mask, the corners of lips smile sweetly. Estella stood up, her right hand holding the connecting pole of the chandelier to the ceiling, a gaze she directed downwards, staring at a pitiful looking middle-aged man.
“Do what you tell me to come out. Would you pay dearly if I showed you my beautiful face?”
Hearing Estella's voice from above her head, the middle-aged man looked up, the corner of the upper lip raised, his right hand trembling trying to grab a handkerchief from inside his suit. A gentle swab of corn sweat that kept flowing filled his face.
“It turns out just a little mouse.”
“Oh! Little rat, huh?” both of his legs were taken to step around the edge of the decorative lights hanging in the middle of the room, silver knives he played between his fingers. Not to forget Estella's sweet smile emanated as both eyes from behind the goose mask looked at the middle-aged man who was trying to calm himself from fear.
The middle-aged man looked back. Her lips smiled sweetly, both of her hands were holding firearms pointed upwards, “Goodbye, little mouse.”
Dor!!!
Dor!!!
Dor!!!
The middle-aged man rained down on Estella with a bullet from below, while from above, both Estella's hands and body quickly moved, dodging the bullet child.
Seeing the middle-aged man running out of bullet children, Estella gives a sweet kiss with her right hand from above. The astonished gaze of the middle-aged man led to Estella, Estella's right hand quickly grabbing the rope connected to the ornamental lamppost. Estella's left hand cut through the lower lamplight cord that was about to break. Both of her legs swung strongly at the decorative lights towards the middle-aged man who was below her, Estella's right hand waving sweetly, “Daaa. See you in hell.”
“Basically you ba*small bastard.”
A baaamm!!!
Tarr!!
Decorative lights fell and landed smoothly according to Estella's target. Tu-buh who was squeezed by decorative lights released blood which is now slowly flowing.
After all the tasks were done, both of his legs walked leisurely like a model passing through a horde of officers who had just arrived in front of the building. The right hand pulled out the mancis from the pocket of the leather jacket, burning the goose mask he was wearing. Estella Sibak's long hair follows the wind. The right hand picks up the sunglasses from inside the leather jacket pocket, the corner of the upper lip rises.
Both of his legs stopped on the sidewalk of the road not far from the TKP building. Leisurely Estella stands next to a black Toyota 2000 GT Hot Wheels car. Seen from the white glass of a middle-aged man wearing a black hat sat casually on the passenger bench, his right hand holding a cigar cigarette.
Estella rests her body on the car, right hand taps on the car window.
Nah!
No!!!
The sharp gaze from behind the sunglasses led to the man dressed neatly like a noble. The man slowly opened the half-glass window of the car, his right hand holding a roll of red banded paper slightly out of the window pane.
“God jobs. As promised, you get a new toy factory certificate that is now famous almost all over the world, because the toys produced by them are loved by children. Then this becomes yours.”
Estella immediately took the certificate, putting it in the pocket of the inner leather jacket. After getting what she wanted, Estella immediately turned around. Just the sweet smile that he radiated to the noble.
The nobleman patted the back of the driver's seat bench, “Jalan.” He said to his men to leave the building, both eyes staring intently at Estella who was smiling sweetly.
Both feet Estella also he pacu left the building which is now crowded with media crews and authorities.
Nah!
Nah!!
“Why are you sitting here?”
Estella was a heartless teenage girl in 1968, due to her murderous nature. But Estella still has a good side to humans who look weak and need her help.
The little girl looked up, tears filled her entire cheeks, her hands wiped the tears, “Ta-tadi, I went to pick up new novels and comics at my bald Uncle's house. As I walked home, I was confronted by several young men. They took all my money, but that money was for Mom's treatment.” Said the girl softly, hoarse voice as a result of holding back crying.
The words of the little girl made Estella look angry, her eyes accidentally saw both knees of the little girl was injured and bleeding. Estella pointed the index finger of the right hand to one of the little girl's knees, “The injured knee definitely hurt. Why didn't you just yell, and ask for help to the people walking?”
The little girl lowered her face, index finger drew a circumference with a toothpick on the sidewalk, “Ta-tadi, I've been screaming. I-I've fought them, too, brother. But there was no helping me because the pedestrians were afraid of them. The wounds I got because the group of men pushed my body, making me fall down with both knees touching the sidewalk of the road.”
Estella's forehead shrinks again to bring up fine wrinkles in each curve. A gloomy and sharp gaze led to the pedestrian who continued to pass by without turning his head. Estella did not want to waste her time, she who was still crouching turned her back to the little girl, both hands she put her back, both eyes slightly glanced at the little girl who was still quietly looking at her in wonder. All fingers he moved, “Let me drive you home. Go up to my two hands, I will carry you and take you walking like you are boarding an airplane.”
"Good, brother."
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After 20 minutes of running they finally arrived at the house of the little girl fenced in wood right by the side of the road. Estella squatted down, slowly lowering the little girl from the rear sling, “Already arrived. This is your home, ‘kan?”
“Iya. Thank you, beautiful sister.”
Estella stood up, facing the sweet smiling little girl to her. Estella slightly bowed, right hand stroking the top of the little girl's head, “Sama-sama. From now on you must be a strong girl. Do not be easily oppressed by anyone. Understand.”
“Paham.” Sahut little girl spirit.
Estella grabbed 1 small bag of gold coins stored in the pocket of a leather jacket, put 1 small bag of gold coins into a fruit basket containing comics and novels belonging to the little girl. Estella turned around, her right hand waved, her face slightly turned to the little girl who was still speechless.
“I'm home. The money I gave them in exchange for the money they took. Use the money to bring you and your mother to treatment.”
“Wait.” Hold the little girl holding the lower fringe of Estella's leather jacket. Serious look at his face, “I have the latest novel published kak.” The girl took the novel from inside the fruit basket, “This novel is titled “Yuka (Second Life For Revenge)”, this story about a 12-year-old girl who has a miris life, and, this girl also died at the hands of her Uncle and Aunt. Cruelty that occurred in modern times in the year 2022.“
I wanted Estella to refuse, but she could see the innocent look on the face of the little girl who was still innocent. Estella had to take the novel from the girl's right hand, because she did not want to waste time.
“Thanks. Daaa.”
Both legs continued to walk Estella to the house of the girl is not seen again. Right hand flipping through the novel in his grasp, “Year 2022. There is an age more violent than 1968. And what is the difference between the cruelty in 1968 and 2022?” ask Estella herself. Curious about the contents of the novel "Yuka (Second Life for Revenge)", Estella opens the plastic still sealed in the novel. Because the distance of the house is still quite far, Estella reads the contents of the novel. Both of his eyes continued to focus on reading until chapter 05, his lips kept cursing irritably, “Year is quite modern indeed. But why was the female lead so weak. His aunt and uncle are also like Devils. What's this story.”
Dor!!!
Dor!!!
Not yet had Estella cussed satisfied, his back was even showered with children pe-luru. Estella who could not walk had to stop, her right hand was still tightly grasping the novel "Yuka (Second Life for Revenge)", she looked up, both eyes perfectly rounded staring at the overcast sky above her head, “Akkh!!” he complained, his lips slightly spitting out blood. Both legs weakened, his body slowly collapsing forward.
Bam!!
“Si-al's. Si-what is it-ng be-rani doing this pa-daku?”
Taps!
Taps!
Butter who was still buzzing as a result of hearing gunshots, heard the footsteps of the footprints of a man's pansus shoes walking towards him.
The fading look forced him to point at a man crouching on his left side, a bayah man in a white suit. The man turned out to be a noble who had just given Estella a huge duty and reward.
“Hahaha. Rotten rats like you deserve to live in Hell. You should also not deserve the wages of a new toy factory that is quite famous in this world.” The right hand of the noble man explored every pocket of clothes and jackets that Estella wore. Take the certificate of a toy factory that has mixed blood from inside the pocket of the inner leather jacket. The man commented a thin smile, the right hand holding the factory certificate that has been mixed with red stains swung to the right/left, “Thanks for running the task, and thank you for maintaining this certificate.”
Disappointed to see the noble act betray him, and make his life end tragically. Estella reached out her left hand that was already exhausted. Lips spitting out blood said, “Pe-ngghiar ka-mu Caprio. Ji-if I hi-live kem-bali, a-I'll look for your ka, I-I make sure your ka-you will receive hu-kuman that le-bih pa-rah da-riku.” Estella swears at the last sentence before both eyes are closed for good.
Seeing that Estella was helpless again, the noble boy named Caprio carried Estella's body into the car. The car drove at high speed, arriving at the edge of the ravine, Caprio and Caprio's men stood on the edge of the ravine. Then just throw my body away.
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💫💫In other places💫💫
Both of Estella's eyes were open, the tightness that was still stored in her chest she still felt. The body felt sore, and many bruises filled his entire tiny body. Estella sat down, both eyes staring around the room, a room so foreign to her.
“Where is this?” Estella turned her eyes away, looking at the two hands that looked smaller and thinner than her former body, as well as the white skin filled with bruises, “Why am I shrinking?”
Intrigued by the changes in her body shape, Estella slowly brought both her legs down from the hard bed. Both of his powerless legs he forcefully walked towards the large mirror. His eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw the reflection of a thin and small face not like his face. Both hands patted his two thin cheeks, both eyes he directed from the tip of the foot to the tip of his hair.
The body is the body of a 12-year-old girl in the novel "Yuka (Second Life for Revenge)".
“No. This body was very thin, weak, the two twin mountains were only as big as tomatoes. She is also very small.” Shouted Estella, head turned.
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