When Destiny Re-Picks
Flashback: Hell

A young girl with long hair draped to the middle waist groaned silently in a state of convulsion. Both of his hands clenched tightly on the floor every time a punch landed on his cloth-lined back.

Ctarr!!

The belt swing from the father kept repeating. Red patches smelling fishy increasingly printed clearly behind the clothes of the girl. Anyone who saw must have felt the pain of the girl.

Since that hand started moving violently. That's where I started to stop acknowledging you as a father.

"Papa hates dissident children!" Ctarrs! The girl's expression did not change. Keep it flat even though tears flow a few times from the corner of his eye. There is a lot of resentment and anger that is held back.

The painful blow he no longer felt. He seemed immune to the pain that often torments him.

That girl, Diandra Selena. The girl who keeps a lot of dark past in her. Letting him cultivate to the point of planting such a deep hatred.

If the house is where the children come home and get love, then the house is a hell that was created for him. The curse, the curse to torture had become daily food for him. There was no more love or light in her place.

Seeing his daughter just silent, Brian the father then called Reana who had been a spectator since.

"Urus your useless son. I want a pleasant decision after this," he said with a warning, then left Dian's room.

Rea stared flatly at Dian who was still unmoved. He orders Nuri's butler to treat Diandra's wounds as usual. Carefully the butler Nuri helped her young lady stand up and sit on the bedside.

His heart was also crowded to see the mysterious scenery that certainly imprinted on Dian's mentality. For years he worked in a big house full of ugliness. The family is so obsessed with wealth that it makes their daughter a source of money.

He treated slowly the whip wound on Dian's back. Afraid if it hurt this young girl. Unlike the first time, he no longer heard a moaning or just a ringing from Diandra's mouth.

The Chief Servant Nuri held back her tears from coming out. He no longer knew the sweet figure of his young lady. This girl used to be a cheerful sweet girl. His childhood was filled with smiles. But since Serena decided to leave the house, Dian became a victim of the selfishness of her parents.

His hands shook every time he cleaned his wounds. Mr. Brian doesn't allow any doctors. That made him even more concerned about Diandra's life. Others may have fainted or screamed, but Dian was still able to stand up straight.

"Aunt ...."

"Yes, Non?"

"Don't feel sorry for me."

Eh?

The tears of the butler Nuri finally trickled down, but were soon wiped out by him. How is possible

this girl can still say that.

"Miss is the great and powerful girl that Auntie once found. Auntie hope Miss never think of giving up. Believe in the destiny plan that has prepared the best scenario."

The screenplay becomes antagonist! said Dian mempatin.

Rea came back shortly. Aunt Nuri has bandaged on Dian's wound. Without being told, Aunt Nuri came out of the room as usual. The mother and child were there.

"You know like your father, right? Is it hard being a obedient girl?!"

I've been doing it since. I never fought back and accepted all of your treatment! You are the ones who are never satisfied!

"By selling me?"

"Nobody sold you, Dian. It's called relationship! We can benefit greatly if we can establish relationships with large families."

Dian smiled wryly. Again about treasure. Rea never even asked about her situation or just helped. All this time the mother was only a spectator and participated in hurting her.

"Egois ..." he muttered.

"What did you say?" Rea's approaching. He doesn't like it if Dian starts fighting again.

"Why should there be parents like you."

"DIANS!" Plakk! Rea slapped with a hunting breath until a bit of blood came out of the girl's lips.

Dian chuckled holding her cheeks as well as her lips. "Is there still heaven in this house?"

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Shorty? Grumbags. I try to get up fast, but it might not be long.

I'm not forcing you to stay. For those who want to. Than you guys wait but comment is not that pleasant that makes the writer down. Not all writers are the same, please understand.