
“Oh, thank you Mom, it must be a little sour, but the fruit can get rid of my hungry stomach.
After being able to stand strong, Maryati rushed back to her Aunt's house quickly, fearing that her Aunt would come home early before she returned.
Upon arriving at her aunt's house, Maryati went back into her room and closed the door again. Not long after Roro returned from the rice field, he immediately opened the door to Maryati's room.
“Basic slacker boy! what do you think I am your maid! out you snot boy!”
“But I'm not strong standing Bi, I'm hungry isn't Auntie not feeding me for two days, so I don't have the energy to be able to stand.”
Stupid, quick stand!” roro snapped while grabbing Maryati's hair and dragging her out of the room.
“Ampun Bi, geez! why are you so cruel to me,” screams Maryati endure the pain.
“Shut up! fast working!”
“I'm not strong Bi, my stomach is so hungry.”
“I don't care, fast working!” roro shouted while kicking Maryati's back from behind, until the little girl fell down.
Sensing the cruelty her aunt committed every day, Maryati could only cry in her solitude.
That night after a few years passed, Roro was combing her hair, then she put her konde skewer in the jewelry box, accidentally, Roro's eldest son saw his mother keep the konde skewer.
Roro is famous for being the richest person in the village where he lives, as well as being the most miserly person, all the treasures he can, just for himself, as well as being the most miserly person, all were packed and stored in a box made of strong teak wood carvings.
One skewer of konde in Roro, can be valued with ten buffaloes that are very fat and large.
Unbeknownst to Roro, it turns out that his eldest son has been paying attention to it for three years, to be able to steal the skewer.
That night when everyone was fast asleep, Roro's eldest son tried to sneak into his mother's room. He ruffled everything in the room, to get what he was getting.
A few moments later Roro's eldest man came out while holding Roro's conde skewer in his hand.
“Maryati, who was ten years old at the time, caught Roro's son coming out of the room while holding his mother's conde.
Upon seeing Maryati, Danu came to the little girl and threatened her not to tell her mother.
“Awas, if you report this incident to my Mother, then you will die at my hands!” threaten Danu while clenching her fists.
Hearing Danu's threat, Maryati just kept quiet, she did not dare to report the incident to her Aunt.
But another thing happened unexpectedly, that night after Roro finished removing his skewer, then he also counted carefully. The ten skewers he had back then were only nine.
If one skewer of his konde is equivalent to ten healthy and fat buffalo, it means Roro has lost ten buffalo at once.
“While, where did my conde skewer go, did I put it wrong?” asked Roro while continuing to look for his missing konde stitch.
When Roro looked for her out of the room, Maryati saw her, but the little girl just silently watched.
Seeing Maryati sitting in silence, Roro walked up to her and pulled Maryati's hair until she screamed in pain.
“Why are you quiet huh! didn't you see that your aunt was looking for something?”
“Auntie again looking for what, where do I know,” answered Maryati innocently.
“Basic useless child, I am currently missing a konde skewer, have you seen it?”
“Ngak Bi, no. I didn't see it,” Maryati replied as she wept in pain.
“Let go of my hair Bi, it hurts!”
“Highly deaf, or perhaps you have stolen Auntie's condo.”
“Nggak Bi, where might I steal it, isn't every day the room door, Aunt lock it tightly.”
Hearing Maryati's answer, Roro immediately released her hand from the little girl's hair.she realized that all this time her bedroom door was always locked tightly.
“Well, if you didn't steal it, then who else?”
“I don't know Bi.”
“Long!”
Maryati must not talk about Danu, but Danu feels sure that one day Maryati will divulge her secret.
Every day, Danu tries to torture Maryati as well as her other sisters. After Maryati finished working at home, Danu and her sisters forced Maryati to massage them all in turn.
Not only that, if Maryati was late to deliver food to the rice fields, then Danu and her sisters tortured Maryati, even Maryati they bathed with mud rice fields, so that the little girl suffered so much.
“Not even me, brother, geez!” maryati screamed as they all tortured the little girl in the middle of the rice field.
Danu pulled Maryati's hair firmly, while the others hit her on the head with her hands, others even hit her on the legs and hands, bruising her.
Not only that, they also ignited cigarette butts into Maryati's hands, so the girl had difficulty eating. After torturing Maryati, they went to the store to drink and drink.
When it was late afternoon, they all went straight into the house, Roro who saw his ten children coming home drunk, he immediately scolded him.
It was on this occasion that Danu tried to defend herself in the presence of the Mother who had believed her all along.
“Mom know not, earlier when in the rice field Maryati gave us money, he said the money was Mother who gave it, then the money we used to buy drinks.”
“Maryati have money? where did he get the money? though I never gave him money.”
“Says Mom gave the money to him.”
“Badness, it turns out that he has stolen Mother's skewer!”
“What? mother's conde skewer stolen Maryati?”
“Yes, it has been almost a month this Mom looking for the existence of the konde skewer, it turns out he who has stolen it.”
“That's right Ma'am, just beat him up, when to throw him out of this house,” instigates the children of Roro.
In accordance with the complaints of the ten children of Roro, the heart of the woman was getting hotter and he immediately hit Maryati and tortured the little girl to bleed.
Roro not only tied him up he even whipped Maryati's legs until the girl's body was full of blood-splitting wounds.
“Even I am Bi, what is my fault, so Aunt is so cruel to me?”
“You still know what's your fault? you useless child, still grateful I am willing to accommodate you in this house, otherwise you have become a vagabond in the streets.”
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