
The city of India is now more advanced and modern still There is a belief that is still taken seriously by people who believe it. in the new delhi is quite remote away from the city. Live a 19-year-old girl who has a disorder than others.The name of the image of leka Himself has a golden skin, if she is frightened or crying her skin will turn into a golden color. There's no cure. He was often accused of stealth by his closest family for that his father took him to a remote place to be safe. His mother had long abandoned him when he was born into the world because his mother did not want to have a demon child. The image of being locked up in a magnificent and luxurious home, he lives with endless treasures. His father once asked the fortune teller whether his son would be healed or forever until the end of his life?
The astrologer replied "if he turns 20 years old and finds his love, the curse will disappear instantly "
His father trusted the prophecy to find a man who is ready to be a partner image leka but real already 5 men run away scared to see the real skin image. The image of the leka was never left out of the house in his lifetime. He wondered how the outside world was.
The skin of the image every day is smeared with olive oil so that the color of the skin is normal, the image of the leka is taught to fight his fear but it is still not the image of control.
At home as grand as that image of being left alone, his father went to work
"i'm bored... I wonder about the outside world. Oh god why did you make my destiny like this?" the image of crying loneliness has always accompanied him for these 19 years.
Suddenly the wind blew fiercely, black clouds clumped, the dense sky made his magnificent home dark. Shortly the electricity went out. The image of looking for a candle to illuminate his house shortly afterwards also rained heavily. The image began to fear...
He heard footsteps outside the door
"is that dad? But it's not time for Dad to come home yet? "said the trembling image
He walked to the front door with him through the window. He bit his lips in fear. There was a man in a jacket in front of his house and it wasn't his father.
The terrified image of her golden skin began to appear. The image covered his entire body and face with a scarf.
The door of his house was wide open due to heavy angis.
The image is not brave, fear..
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The epsd 2
"Golden Princess "
The image was terrified, his legs were trembling. He did not dare to look. He walked away but suddenly someone pulled his shawl. The skin is getting golden. He was afraid of the news that was frenetic if there were people who would kill just for money. He was afraid that he would be killed and his golden skin would be sold while the body...
"miss can I sit here for a while? Outside the rain was very heavy I could not go home" said the man..
The image did not dare to say a word. The image pulled his shawl and nodded his mark assenting.
And the image ran into his room, looking for olive oil and directly smeared it.
Citra found her phone and called her dad
"hello father... Dad there's a foreign man's image of fear well"
"you stay in the image room. I'll be home soon"
"yes yeah"
The image cannot control itself he cries. Then someone's foot approached his room.. The image took his shawl and covered his face. So that no one could see his face and he did not see the man's face.
"miss can I borrow an umbrella I want to go home, it's already dusk" said the man
Imra immediately looking for an umbrella for the man, the man smiled at the motion of the image trembling in fear
The image gave her umbrella
"no need to fear, miss.. I'm not a bad guy, I'm just a victim of an accident, my car skidded off the cliff and I just came here to take a little shelter. I borrow her umbrella if fate will someday allow us to meet again I will return it. I said to the man and left.
The image opens his shawl and he can breathe with relief.
He saw the blood dripping on the floor, maybe it was true what the man said was true that he was an accident and he was not a bad person. He immediately cleaned it. Finally his father came
The image hugged the father tightly.
"you're okay - what's it like to "ask dad worried
"it's okay - what's up."
His father came home with a bottle of olive oil and a new shawl. 2 this thing could not be separated from the image because it had become the antidote to his unlucky life.
"father when will the golden skin image be lost!? The image is always frightened if there are people who want to use the image" said the sad image
"quiet image, god is fair. You're a beautiful father's son, the most beautiful in the world" said the father consolingly.
Her father is increasingly worried how will his future image will there be love..??