My Destiny in the Hands of a Psychopath.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of My Life.

Early Life~

At exactly 10:30 pm I went home with my body condition limp, it feels like my body is currently very crumpled. From morning until midnight I tried my best to go to college and work, there was no time for me to rest. However, I can only pass through all of this.

Arriving at my boarding house, I opened the brown door knob. When I came in there was no one here.

Krukkkkp...Crackk

The sound of my stomach beeping asking for a meal, I walked towards the dining table and I opened the food lid. When I opened there was no food on the table only fish that had remained bones, I just threw a sigh and closed it again.

I took some water and I poured it into a glass and.

Glekk...Glekk...Glekk

I drank the water in my hand until it ran out, because I was hungry I took the water and I drank again until a few glasses until it ran out. Without me noticing while I was drinking my tears just escaped.

I escaped again until the drink in my hand, Ahkkk it feels like my throat is not dry anymore and quite my stomach is not so hungry as before. Just a few glasses of water is enough to fill me up.

After feeling full by drinking a few glasses, I went to the room and nourished my mind and body. I lay my body on a mattress that is not too big just enough for one person. I stared at the ceiling of the room there was not the slightest sound there was only the sound of a dingding clock. Slowly both my eyes closed, but not a few seconds before my eyes opened when suddenly there was the sound of broken plates from outside the room.

PRANKKKK

I got up from my bed and rushed out of the room to see what was going on?.

"Dad?." Oversimplifies

SARAUSTAIN

Adnan's father threw all the items against the wall and also on the floor, I saw many shards of shard scattered on the floor. I tried to approach my father slowly.

"Dad, what are you doing?." Much

"Argh." He continued to throw things at the dingding.

"Dad is enough hiks don't do it again hiks I beg you." My words were hugging my father from behind, intending that he would not do it again.

However, the way I didn't work I thought my father would melt away as I cried hugged him and begged, but it turned out that my guess was wrong. Dad pushed me rough to the wall.

BUUKK..

My body that was initially stained, after being pushed by my father, it felt more crumbling. Without me noticing the fresh blood running down my forehead, but I didn't care, I walked over to the father who was drinking the Wine bottled water, she said, I took the rough bottle from my father's hand and threw it on the floor.

PRANKK...

"FATHER ENOUGH!! DON'T KEEP DRINKING, EVERY DAY DAD ALWAYS DRUNK EVERY HOME DAD ALWAYS THROWING HOME STUFF EVEN DADDY IS RUDE TO DADDY'S OWN SON. DON'T YOU EVER THINK HOW ARA FEELS EVERY DAY TO SEE YOU LIKE THIS?."

My tears broke in front of Dad, but not his pity for me Father instead extended his hand to my face so rough that I bounced to the floor.

PLAAKKK

One slap landed on my cheek, I felt the heat in my cheek area I held my cheek with my hand and I tried to hold my tears so as not to keep coming out.

"HOW DARE YOU HAHK" She clasped with her hands together and pulled my hair rough.

"Arggh's father is sick please let go." My tears revolted to be released.

"HOW DARE YOU TOSS DAD HAHKK'S BOTTLE." Another impact

This time I managed to get rid of the hand of my father who had been pulling my hair rough.

"THE BOTTLE IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE FATHER'S OWN SON, TO THE EXTENT THAT THE FATHER IS RUDE TO THE FATHER'S OWN SON." My shout.

Seen from the face of the father, if the father is holding back his emotions, his face is red and also his eyes are red.

Again dad wants to throw his punch at me but the action stops when I dare to open my voice.

"WHAT? WANT TO SLAP ARA AGAIN? COME SLAP ARA UNTIL YOU'RE SATISFIED, IF YOU CAN EVEN DIE." My shout.

Actually I'm the same father, because a father like this because Dad is depressed at the stay Mom, Mom died because he was killed by someone, he said, Mother was killed in front of the father is what makes the father depressed until now.

After cleaning up the fragments, I tidy up my clothes on the suitcase. I left home and Dad, I don't want to leave you alone at home but I don't want to see you drunk every day, and torture me.

"Dad forgive ara, I hope with my own father I'll be better." I said in my heart.

I put the rest of my moor money on the table and went to leave all my memories with my father in this house.

*

It was late at night while I was still outside to find a place to shelter, I followed the quiet road no one here at all there was only a gust of night wind.

Along the way I occasionally cried thinking about my father's fate after I left. But what I have to do again, I don't want to be a father's ingredient to his drunken obsession.

Step by step I went through until a scream stopped me.

"What's that sound?." murmured

I step foot toward the source of the sound.

"Ehk said I also saw, after all his voice was gone. Now it's late at night but I haven't found a place to stay yet, I'd better hurry up and find the hostel." Mumbled

Ara put her foot away, but again the sound of screaming stopped Ara's steps. The scream this time was not the cry that was heard earlier, but rather this cry of help.

A curious Ara stepped out her feet to look at the source of the sound. The voice led Ara to a small alley, step by step I passed through and the voice was now getting tighter in my ear.

Now I can clearly hear that voice, it came from a building that had long been dormant.

GLEKK

I swallowed a hard-earned saliva, I'd love to get out of here but on the other hand I hear people asking for help. I could see what was inside the building. Slowly I stepped my feet up to the door of the building, Now the voice was more clear that indeed in this building someone asked for help. I took out all my courage and went inside to see who was asking for that help.

I am already in the building. But the voice had disappeared, I thought that I was just hallucinating and intended to leave, but when I wanted to leave I saw a shadow of a person holding a knife.

Is.deg..

My heart is beating fast. I dare to look at the direction of the shadow, I saw there were 2 people there, and again my heart was gurgling when I saw a man whose head had been removed from his body.

"God, what am I looking at now." Inner Ara with the mouth that she covered with her hands.

"I_I have to go now." So, I turned and wanted to leave.

But, Shit Ara stepped on something that produced a sound. Ara just bit her lips and said "Mampus lu Ara"

Ara ventured to turn around to see the person there, but nil when Ara turned around there was nothing, there was only a man whose head had been removed. Ara breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhh...Looks like he's gone." Mumbled Ara and turned around.

Ouh Shittt when Ara turned around Ara saw the man she saw earlier was already in front of her at this moment.

... ❤...

Ara

Ferdy (Father of Ara)

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