Amelia
Episode 170's

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After the bath, Dara slightly dressed up and applied a little pink lipstick. By choosing the dress she will wear.

Finally the choice fell on the yellow dress. It looks simple and fresh color.

Tok.shock.

"Become, get out!" aunt's orders.

"West ... ?" aunt Sarah shouted by knocking on the door getting louder. With a lazy walk Dara opened the door.

"What's up, Bi?"without waiting for the aunt directly pulled Dara's hand to come out.

"Hurry, Out! There are guests who want to see you! There's your uncle outside!"

"Hurry up!" snapped aunt pulled Dara's hand violently.

The voice of the uncle spoke to his guest.

"Sir Baskara is calm, Dara would want to be the sixth wife of Mr. Baskara!" said uncle.

"Hc ... Ha ... Ha. Yeah, I hope so! And I don't want any rejection!" threaten Mr. Baskara to uncle.

Dara arrives from behind the curtain, with her aunt's pull. And told him to sit down.

"Baby, sit down!" orders of uncle.

Dara sat down, encouraged by aunt Sarah.

"Sir Baskara, meet Dara."

Mr. Baskara raised his hand, wanting to shake Dara.

"Become, this is Mr. Baskara your future husband."

Like being struck by lightning hearing Uncle's words.

How could his uncle and aunt match him with an old old man.

Even if estimated, the old man was more suitable to be his father.

"What is this, Uncle? When did Dara approve of this man being Dara's future husband?"angry Dara.

"No, I don't want to marry her!" Dara pointed at Mr. Baskara with his word.

"Based on disrespectful child!"timpal aunt Sarah.

"Auntie and uncle have agreed to Mr. Baskara's proposal!" aunt's eyes almost glared.

"I don't want aunty." added Dara

"Why can aunts and uncles sell Dara to this old man? Even he's fit to be Dara's father!"

"Not a husband!" press Dara with a look of male disgust in front of her.

"Eh, listen to Dara! You're gonna live a good life being my sixth wife!" arrogant Mr. Baskara.

"Whatever you ask I will obey, as long as you can satisfy me in bed." chortled Mr. Baskara shamelessly.

"Look ... !" Dara spit right on Pak Baskara's face. The man was angry too. Reflexively, the aunt landed her hand on Dara's smooth cheek.

PLAQUE ...

Fresh blood came out on the corner of Dara's lips.

It feels so painful to be treated in such a way by his own safe and aunt.

Dara could stand the day and night having to work to find money for them. Dara is also still strong, after work is still doing homework.

But why would his uncle and aunt sell themselves to the old man?

Everything that his uncle and aunt ordered Dara always obeyed, Dara also already considered his uncle and aunt like Dara's own parents.

Without her permission Dara ran towards her room, she did not care anymore with the screams and blasphemies of her aunt and uncle. It feels so tired and tired.

"How is Ferdy?"Mr. Baskara stared intently at uncle.

"Calm Mr Baskara?" aunt calms Mr. Baskara.

"I'll take care of it."timpal Uncle.

"Review you're Ferdy if you trick me!"Threaten Mr. Baskara.

"Your debt to me is a lot! Even this house to pay off your debt will not be enough!"

"If you dare to deceive me, I make sure you live on the streets with your wife." threatened Mr. Baskara.

"Well...." Mr. Baskara left the house, after kicking the table in front of him. It made my aunt and uncle shocked.

"Become, open the door!"the sound of aunty's screaming knocked on the door.

"What's up, Bi?" dara answered opening the door.

"You've embarrassed us Don't try to resist our wishes! Because inevitably you have to marry Mr. Baskara."bibi swerved towards Dara.

"Dara didn't say, Dara didn't want to, Bi!" dara firmly. "Dara also has the right to determine Dara's own life." added Dara.

"Your life!" Auntie is advancing towards Dara

"No, Dara won't, Bi."

"All right."

"Darling!" aunt called uncle.

Uncle is ready with his belt to whip Dara's body. Dara's body was whipped many times by uncle, without compassion without any sense of humanity. Not only that, Dara's body was flush with water.Of course the wound that was still wet was painful, but not comparable to the wound in the heart.

"Sister!" Rama went home to school. He did not see his brother.

Usually after school Dara always welcome Rama, in front of the door. Prepare Rama lunch. Clean the dining table and wash the dishes - dirty dishes. By late afternoon Dara will be ready - ready to go to the club for work.

Rama is Dara's only sister. Rama, a very quiet boy.

His speech was also very economical. Seeing the figure of Rama, as if there was a big secret that was being covered. Whether that's what, Rama is very smart to cover it.

After the departure of his parents, Dara became the mother and father for Rama.

Although there was Sarah's aunt and Ferdi's uncle, they did not care about his nephew.

After breakfast, the uncle and aunt went somewhere. And they'll be back after nightfall. That's why Dara rarely meets face to face with her uncle and aunt. Her uncle and aunt will meet Dara if they need the money.

Said one of the neighbors, he said he had caught them in the village next door near an unused building. Uncle and aunt and her friends are having a booze party and s\*\*x is free. And rumor is, his uncle's a boy-lover, too. Dara was just indifferent to hearing the rumors.

"Sister?" Rama tried to find her in her brother's room.

When the door was opened, Rama was so surprised to see the state of his brother who was curled up on the floor .

All over her brother's body, many lashes of scars. Rama is convinced that this was his uncle and aunt. Rama could not bear to see the suffering of his brother, shed tears that had been held.

"Sister ... sister?" call Rama, while carrying his brother's body to the bed.

"Rama! You're home yet?"Dara blinked her eyes as she grimaced once in a while feeling the pain all over her body.

"I will take medicine, change my brother's wet clothes." while pointing at the clothes that Rama prepared. Rama did not dare to ask, because he believed this was the act of his uncle.

About 15 minutes, Rama helped apply ointment on Dara's body. Do not stop the tears that are shed, while a little holding back the sadness in the heart of Rama.

"Hey, don't cry! Are you a man or a woman?" ledek the sister.

"Ish.the brother of this.Of course I'm a man." rama mengedumel.

"Eat him, stop throwing away your tears! Just like a girl." chuckles Dara.

"Rama."

"What's up, brother?"

"Sister will work outside the City. What say?" Dara gave a rough sigh, looking like she was thinking.

"Sister will work out of town. Mean Brother?" Rama did not understand what his brother was talking about.

Gently Dara held onto her sister's shoulder, staring within the clear bead.

"There are job offers outside the city. His salary is pretty good. Even bigger than Brother's workplace now."

"No need to work far away. Let Rama alone replace brother work." said Rama.

"Ish, you are! Brother wants you to be a successful man! Don't be like your brother. Just finish High School. You are a man, you will be the head of the family!"

"But, Brother. Soon Rama will graduate, so let Rama take the place of brother's work."

"No, Brother wants you to go to college. My sister promised to my late father and mother! Brother will send you as high as possible. You understand, right?"

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