When Destiny Re-Picks
Hell (2)

Plakk!!

"HOW MANY TIMES DID YOU SAY! YOUR VALUE SHOULD BE PERFECT! STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND!!" the father snaps at his downed daughter.

"Don't cry!!" The girl flinched every time her father cursed not even hesitate to play a hand. Tears that pool must be held so as not to spill.

The bloody corner of his lips was sore from his father's slap. I don't know how many more wounds he has to endure.

"See this! Only 9, not 10! Are you just playing around, huh?!" The father threw his test paper right in front of his face until it was scattered.

"Shameful! This is what if you make a daughter as an heir" he explained. The girl endured the pain of hearing the father's words.

"Go to your room! Studying right. You cannot leave the room for a week. That's your punishment." Then pass away.

The girl kneeled softly picking up the scattered paper and took it to the room. There he finally shed tears long held back. His body shook violently. The painful sounds sounded very sad.

This house is hell! He never found any light. They're all demons!

"If you don't want to study anymore, go out and work. No need to go to school anymore so you know how hard it is to make money for your life, Dian." The mother's voice suddenly appeared.

"Stop crying. That's a waste of your time. You better use it to study. You've failed!"

Dian looked at her mother with an indecipherable look. Even crying includes wasting time?!

"I've studied so hard. Almost all my time is learning, learning and learning. I've done your will. I never went to play, not even to watch TV!"

"Why did I fail then? NAY! I JUST FAILED YOUR EYES!" scream Dian.

Plaque!

Rea looked at Dian. The slap seemed to have no effect on Dian to the point of daring to speak presumptuously.

"Until when will you hit me ... Why not just kill me." Dian's crying broke. His lips were torn for the umpteenth time.

Rea's getting windy. The woman pulled the rough hand of Dian to her feet and dragged him to the study table.

"Mama paints ...!"

"You saw your brother. He's more useless! She can be a rich woman, but choosing to run away with men is unclear! You want to be like him?" hardik Rea doesn't care.

"We want you to enter a new school with the best performance among all students. A champion every year. What's hard?!"

Dian's still listening to Rea's curse. Currently he is still in high school, what about when he got to middle school?

"MAMA SAID STOP CRYING, DIAN!"

Dian sat down with a hunting breath. Sweat pouring from his temples. The nightmare is not over. All appeared one by one to continue haunting him. It's all still so real to say dream. The wounds were still wide open within him.

Dian touched the cheeks and corners of her lips. It was all just a dream, but Dian felt the pain. When it's all gonna end. As hard as he tried to forget, the sense of it would be even wider.

"May ..." Nico popped out of the toilet immediately approaching to see his wife looking chaotic.

"What's wrong? Nightmare time?" ask Nico gently while wiping Dian's sweat. His breath is still hunting fast.

Looking at Nico with a worried face in front of him, he was even more convinced that it was just a dream. But his lips are wiry. He could not make a sound, even his body trembled violently.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Several times Nico tried to calm her down, Dian did not budge. His eyes were fixed on the glass on the dresser which appeared to be a mess on the bed.

"Long hair is beautiful, right? Don't cut your hair! You have to be the most beautiful girl ever."

"She's beautiful, but she's very strange!"

"Why did he cover his face with hair?"

"Be careful. Don't get close to her."

Dian covered her ears hysterically. Without a warning Dian got down from there, surprising Nic who immediately followed.

"What do you want?!" Nico was about to grab the scissors that Dian took in the desk drawer.

"Burning my nightmare!" Dian pushed Nico away, then was about to quickly cut her hair that had extended past her shoulders. But Nico held him back first.

Nico found something new again. Dian must have had something that made her an unempathetic and rude figure. There was something he didn't know.

"Let me do it." Nico looked at those tear-stained eyes of despair as he took out the scissors in Dian's hand.

Nico found something new again. Dian must have had something that made her an unempathetic and rude figure. There was something he didn't know. The reason Dian's hair was always short a long time ago, there must be something behind it.

Nico trimmed his hair as neat as possible up to the shoulder. Dian was endlessly staring at the extremely cautious Nico. Lately he began to forget his sadness since the presence of the man until Dian did not notice his hair that had extended past the shoulder.

Usually he will not let the hair grow even if only parallel to his shoulders. But because of the nightmare, he remembered everything again.

"Write whenever you're ready. I'm always with you."