Mysterious Gus
#48's chat. Farel Flashbacks
..."The pain you're giving me keeps filling my head like a movie that keeps spinning randomly,"...
...Farelle...
The creepy shabby building bears a silent witness to the death of a man so horribly. The building that had been the smell of weathered buildings turned into the fishy smell of blood because of it.
He, the man who took his life, was holding a knife that struck nicely in his heart. His breathing began to be irregular, the gaze of his eyes could not be separated from the two men before him, while the one being stared at was only indifferent.
"You will feel what I feel!" Said the bule man faltering.
One of the men before him chuckled cynically and crouched down before him, "Without you asking, my life has already felt worse than you feel," reply the man in black and slowly*piercing the knife deepened the gnawing of the heart.
The bule man coughed and in a matter of seconds was no longer alive. She die. Died far from 'good'. Da*ah and bruises everywhere, the former say*tan filled his entire body.
"Focus on your responsibilities in the afterlife! No need to pray for me!" The all-black man blurted out and kicked roughly at the helpless body.
"Will the body be laid?" Ask the other man in white.
"Burn of course," he answered while taking the gasoline that he had provided.
"All of Abang's victims were burned?"
"Hm, it's too much trouble to bury him" replied the all-black man who was none other than Alfarel. The white man was Altiam.
Altiam tonight did come with Farel to accompany the man to do his job as a pemb*nuh pay. Not only saw the action of Farel, Tiam also contributed to torture and kill the bule man. I don't know what's wrong with that guy, what's important is for Tiam to have fun. Farel and Tiam are really psychopaths.
Farel took the batter out of his pocket and threw the batter at the body that had been doused with gasoline. Instantly the fire struck ferociously. The body just burned in flames, there was nothing left but ashes.
"Let's go home! The rest of my clients will take care of it," Farel took home the one Tiam was following.
"Will it be okay? Not leaving a trace?" Tiam asked as they were already cleaning themselves up and on their way home.
"You know I'm used to it. Everything will be fine" replied Farel, who was taken by Tiam. He was just afraid, Paris was a foreign place and afraid Farel could not get used to it.
Almost an hour they spent traveling to go home, finally they arrived at exactly two in the morning. Without much drama, the two men changed clothes and rushed to sleep. Tiam slept on the bed and Farel slept under a thin mattress. At first Tiam wanted to sleep downstairs, but Farel went on a rampage and forced Tiam to sleep in the bed, so the bed-related checks ended.
"THAT TIME IT WAS AN UNLUCKY CARRIER FOR ME! BECAUSE YOU GUYS MY LIFE IS LIMITED NOW! YOU GUYS ARE COMPLETELY USELESS AND HARM ME!"
THE PLAAKK!!
"Hiks,, Pa,"
"YOU ARE SILENT, SON OF AN UNLUCKY BEARER! YOU KNOW IT'S JUST BOTHERING AND WHINING CONTINUOUSLY,"
"Mas, don't yell at Fa-"
THE PLAAK!!
"Be quiet, Ja*ang!"
"Umma! Don't hurt my Ummah! Just go! Don't go near my Ummah!" Farel muttered softly in his sleep. Cold sweat drenched his athletic body.
Farel continued to mutter the same sentence until Tiam woke up. Seeing Farel's deteriorating state, Tiam immediately came down and touched Farel's forehead which felt so hot. Worried about approaching Tiam.
"But! Awake, Bang! It's Tiam!"
Farel opened his eyes and immediately sat down. His breathing was hunting, dizziness was attacking his head. His heart feels so tight.
"Nightmare?" Ask Tiam.
"Always, Tiam. The wound haunts me to my dreams" said Farel, making Tiam feel his sigh.
"I'll take the compress first. Hot brother," without saying much more, Tiam came out of the room.
Farel sighed and returned to his body. His right arm was used to close his eyes. His breathing was still irregular, even cold sweat was still continuously drenching his body.
"Bang, move to bed! Under the cold," Tiam returned with a small basin of warm water to Farel.
Farel did not want to protest much, he knew Tiam was worried about him, so he did not want to make the man who was one year under him even more worried.
Sit down on the side of the bed after picking up a towel. His hands deftly wet the little towel and squeezed it until it was placed on Farel's forehead.
"Don't be sick, I'm in pain, too,"
"I'm fine. I'm sorry I woke you up and bothered you,"
Tiam shook his head firmly even though Farel did not see it because the beautiful eyes were closed, "I will always be with Brother. Brother sleep! If the heat does not go down, we go straight to the doctor," said Tiam and no longer responded Farel, do not want to prolong the problem.
His eyes were closed, but not with his mind constantly floating around, considering how a man with the status of his biological father hurt him and the umma, the man was of course Adji Barra. The wound given by Adji Barra was not messing with his pain for Farel, to make Farel a demonic figure covered with an angel.
About 18 years ago....
Raima is a sholeha girl who is unfortunately born from a depraved family. She was married by her parents when she was 18, just after her High School graduation. He was married to the figure of Adji Barra because his parents were heavily in debt.
During the marriage, Raima performed her duties as a wife well despite often receiving harsh treatment from Adji. Even for Adji, Raima is a slave to his lust. Raima had no problem with it even though she felt a great heartache.
After a few months of marriage, Raima was pregnant, even though Adji always told Raima to take a pregnancy-preventing pill. The pregnancy of Raima of course invites the anger of the figure of Adji Barra. Almost every day Adji tortured Raima, ranging from mena*par, mem*kul, men*dang, menca*buk, even locked Raima all day in the bathroom. Fortunately Raima and her content were strong until they were fine.
Although with an inner wound, Raima managed to keep her womb and gave birth to the figure of a baby boy whom she named Shaquille Alfarel. Adji was not with her during childbirth, her bej*t husband was busy traveling with his women.
Time continued until a year had passed. Farel grows up to be a handsome boy and loves Raima very much.
Even the little Farel also get rough treatment from Adji because he always cries when Raima is treated like an animal by Adji.
All continues. The physical and inner wounds of Raima and Farel continued to get, until one day, the worst day for a Raima and a little Farel. However, it was on the worst day that was also the beginning of the release for Raima and Little Farel.
That time, exactly a week after Raima's parents died in an accident, that's where Adji just revealed the trunk of his nose.
"Just come home, Mom? Wanna eat?" Despite her heartache, Raima is kind to Adji.
"You can see, I just got home?! Why is it again?! Blind you?!" Angry Adji who does not need to be questioned.
"sorry. So, you want to eat?"
THE PLAAKK!!
Raima's direct slap gets from Adji. I don't know what made that guy so angry. Farel who saw it for the umpteenth time kept crying. The little boy knew nothing, but he remembered clearly and he could feel the pain of the umma.
"YOU ARE SILENT, SON SIA*AN! JUST KNOW HOW TO CRY!" Adji snapped a small Farel bit, the pinch was believed to make Farel's body turn blue.
Of course, instead of silence, little Farel was even more crying. The wrath is burning with Adji.
The man with his insistence meng*kik his little son who even ate alone was still a straw.
Farel's small breath choked. His face paled because he could not breathe. Cek*kan it's not playing strong. This is the worst violence Adji has done.
"JUST DIE!" Ruthless Adji further strangled little Farel.
"WHAT THE FUCK, MOM?! RELEASE FAREL! YOU'RE NAMING YOUR OWN SON!" Shouted Raima trying hard to push Adji until the giggle was released. Farel's cry grew louder and louder.
"YES! IT'S BETTER THE BOY DIES! YOU TOO IF YOU NEED TO! YOU GUYS ARE JUST TROUBLESOME AND AN UNLUCKY CARRIER FOR ME!"
"You're outrageous, Mas! I can no longer afford it. I asked to split up!" Disconnect Raima with tears. Not because she had to part with her husband, but because of Adji's torture of her little son. Raima doesn't matter if she's hurt, but not her son.
"I divorce you right now! Your parents are dead anyway. My burden was reduced," fortunately Adji agreed to the divorce.
"In addition to being a slave to lust, it turns out I am only a burden for you," said Raima who is still able to hear Adji.
"It's good that you're aware! Now get out of my house! Don't bring anything I've given you!" Banish Adji.
Raima stared hard at Adji. Quickly he carried the little Farel who was still crying towards the room to clean up their things.
"Farel son of Umma the most sholeh, can not cry, huh? Later the handsome disappeared, loohh," Raima sat Farel on his lap and wiped away the child's tears.
"Ma, Ma, Ma," isak Farel touched Raima's bruised cheek. It did not seem to be due to the pain in his body the boy was crying, but from seeing the wounds all over his umma body.
"Sir papa, honey. Now we're free. Farel joined Umma as a sholeh boy, huh?"
"Ma, Ma,"
"Yes, Honey. Umma put on a shirt first. Farel sat here first,"
Starting from that day, the day of freedom for Raima and the son took place. Start a new life with incurable wounds, especially for little Farel.
Flashback Off
Unknowingly, in his closed eyes got tears that had soaked Farel's cheeks. Crying was the only thing Farel could do when that bad life filled his mind.
Farel could feel the rubbing on his cheek. That hand must belong to Tiam. The man wiped his tears gently.
"Tiam darling Brother. Don't get hurt any deeper! Tiam also hurt," muttered Tiam who presented a thin smile on Farel's beautiful lips.
Tbc...
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