The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
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" Hurry! Don't walk like a snail!" pure Benth.

"Good, Auntie."

Arriving at the home page.

Pure pulled hard on Nilam's arm, and dragged him to immediately enter the house.

"I've brought Nilam, Juragan," said Murni.

Nilam's eyes suddenly widened. Juragan Dahlan figure has been sitting relaxed on the sofa of his home.

"Nilam, get the fuck out of here, kid!" usman's grandfather's orders were full of pleas.

Nilam turned to the origin of the voice. He was shocked again by the beautiful sight before him. "Grandfather.." muttered Nilam. Usman's grandfather's body was held by two of Dahlan's men.

"Let go of my grandfather!"

"Nilam go, son. Grandpa please...."

Pure quickly blocked Nilam's arm. "You're not going anywhere, Nilam. I sold you to Juragan Dahlan."

Both eyeballs are perfectly rounded. With Usman's grandfather. "What did you do to my grandson, Murni!" snapped grandpa Usman hard.

"Mr don't interfere. You won't be able to protect her anymore either."

"Brake you, Pure!" yelled grandpa Usman.

Dahlan just smiled watching the father and son debate.

"Why can Auntie do all this to me? What's my fault with you, Bi?" asked Nilam between his tears.

"Your fault? Your fault is that you're not part of this family, but you've managed to grab everyone's attention!" pure Exclamation.

Grandpa Usman shook his head. Purely.." - furious.

"What does Auntie mean?" ask Nilam.

"I mean is." Momentary pause. "You're just a little kid from my brother."

"The pickle boy?" nilam's voice was slow.

"True, a baby of about less than a year old, was found by my late sister-in-law on the side of the road to the city. And that baby is you, Nilam."

Nilam covered his mouth with his palm. He began to sob, then turned to look at his grandfather. "What is all that, Cake?" ask Nilam.

Grandfather was silent, his old face's look showed deep regret.

"I'm sorry Grandpa, Nilam. Everything that is said is true. But even so, we still love you, son." Grandfather was about to scatter towards Nilam, but his body was not free to move, because both arms were strangled by Dahlan's men.

" You heard, didn't you, Nilam. I'm not lying at all. By your parents alone, you were thrown out. Especially if I'm not who you are. You should have thanked me. Because I let my Father and my brother take care of you and raise you."

"Stop, Pure!" yelled grandpa Usman.

Now it's time for you to go with the Juragan. Because tomorrow you have to marry him" said Murni without caring about his father's screams.

"No, Auntie. Nilam won't." Nilam tried to rebel from the clutches of Pure hands.

"Shut up!" pure Benth.

"Pure, release the Patchouli, Pure. Please," asked Usman's grandfather again full of requests.

"No way, sir. It's time for her to return to this family."

Behind a room door, Hana was already sobbing. Purely locked the door of his room from the outside. "Sister Nilam.... Dear God, please save her from the abominations of mother and Juragan Dahlan."

"You two, let go of the old man, and get Nilam in the car immediately. I can't wait to be with him right away" Dahlan ordered with a horrible grin on his face. He then got up and walked out.

"No! I don't want to! I don't want to, Auntie. I beg...."

Both of Dahlan's men have released Usman's grandfather. And switch to block both arms Nilam.

"Don't! Don't bring my granddaughter. Release her!" yelling grandpa blaring.

Pure replaces both of Dahlan's men to hold Usman's grandfather's body. "Already, Sir. Untie her. He's no longer useful."

"Not Pure, don't keep Nilam away from me. He's my grandson, Pure."

"The grandson of the Father is only one, Hana!"

While Nilam has been in boyong out by both Dahlan's men. He is then put in the car with Dahlan already in it.

Both of Dahlan's men took positions up front, one of them taking the steering position. The car then drove away from Nilam's house without caring about the spectacle of neighbors around.

Grandfather ran out after successfully breaking away from the Pure Check.

"Nilaaaamm...!" shouting grandpa. "Don't leave Grandpa, son." Usman's grandfather's voice weakened. He dropped his body to the ground, and cried.

All the neighbors just fell silent to witness the incident, without daring to interfere. Because they don't want to deal with that vile Juragan.

"Grandfather." Hana ran to her grandfather after forcing her mother to open the door to her locked room.

"Hana.... Nilam has been taken away. Dahlan will marry her tomorrow. How did Grandpa save her, Hana?"

Hana hugged the body of old man Usman. "Nor does she know, Cake."

"Your mother's really barbaric, Hana. I've completely failed to educate him" Usman's grandfather said regretfully.

***

Some time later.

Dahlan's car stops the courtyard of Dahlan's own mansion.

Dahlan lived in the mansion with his three wives and children.

Nilam could only resign, when he was stricken and brought into the big house. The hateful look at Nilam was shown by the three wives of Dahlan who were lined up in the middle room of the mansion.

"Enter him into the guest room. And lock the door from the outside" Dahlan ordered firmly.

"Okay, Juragan."

"Who is he, my mom?" erna asked, Dahlan's second wife approached her.

"He's my fourth wife." Dahlan replied casually.

"You're getting married again, Mom?"

Dahlan. He was sitting on a sofa in the middle of his house.

"Mas, haven't these three wives pleased you enough?" ask Erna again.

"Don't ask too many questions. You just need to shut up, and follow all my wishes. Then your life and facilities will remain safe. Youunderstand?"

Erna remained silent. You crocodile man! Erna swore in the heart.

--

The current time shows at 11:30 p.m.

But Nilam is still awake. He thought about his fate tomorrow.

"What should I do? How am I supposed to get out of here? The doors and windows are all locked. I don't want to marry the master of the tea garden. Please help me God...." Nilam said alone.

His palms were squeezing each other out of fear of him never leaving.

"Is this the life I have to live? I'm not the son of the late mother and father, and who am I? Who are my parents? Really, I'm the kid who was dumped?"

When Nilam dissolves into thoughts about who his parents are. The door suddenly opened. Nilam retreated his body slowly, anticipating who had come to see him.

An 18-year-old, tomboyish-looking girl with a typical male bondol hair approached her after closing the door slowly and very carefully.

"Hay," she said slowly. You're the girl I'm marrying tomorrow, right?" tanyanya whispers.

"You're Juragan Dahlan's son?"

The girl nodded. "Include me, my name is Rani" he said as he extended his hand towards Nilam.

Nilam received the hand of the girl.

"I Nilam. Rani, help me. I don't want to marry your father."

"Goddesssttt...." Rani put her index finger to her lips. "I knew. I came here to help you get out of this house."

Suddenly Nilam's eyes sparkled. "really?"

"Yes. Come follow me," take Rani.

Nilam nodded.

Rani opened the door slowly.

After successfully exiting the room, they stepped back.

"Rani I'm scared." Nilam continued to hold Rani's hand which led her to keep going. He saw Dahlan's men sleeping very well, on the couch, not far from his place in the brackets.

"You take it easy, I'll get you out soon. We'll just go through the back door."

Nilam continued to follow Rani without refuting. They are now passing through a hallway, which has no idea where it's headed. Suddenly I heard a voice....

Prangggg!

Nilam and Rani were shocked. They stopped his steps for a moment. "What's that sound, Rani?"

"You wait here. Don't go anywhere. I'll take a look first. It looks like it's from the kitchen."

Rani steps up to leave Nilam.

Teng....

The sound of a wall clock bell indicates the time is right at midnight. Nilam continued to wait for Rani with an unspeakable fear. "Why Rani was so long."

Puk!

Nilam gasped in incredible shock. Someone patted him on the back. Nilam slowly turned his head, looking back.

"Yes, God.... Rani's.... You made my heart almost fall out of place." Nilam stroked his chest. Trying to calm himself.

"Hehe.. sorry."

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