Trapped by the Love of the Enemy
Chapters 1. Sandara's Bitter Memories
Chapter 1 TCSM
A white mercy car drove uncontrollably.
"Dad, what's going on?" The wife's voice sounded panicked. He sat next to the steering chair.
"I-I'm also confused, I've been pressing this brake pedal!" The man looked at the wife's face with a pus.
He also turned his head towards the back seat where his two daughters were and hugged each other.
"I'm sorry dad" said the man, who finally gave up.
The car slid into a cliff wall and then cornered and hit the road barrier opposite it. The white Mercy was free-falling towards the ravine. However, the four-wheeled iron horse was still caught between the tree trunks on the side of the cliff at an altitude of twenty meters. The cliff has a height of one hundred meters.
The twenty-year-old girl named Sandara was still unconscious. He looked at the face of his father and mother who had been covered in blood from the impact. The sister beside him was also unconscious.
"Sandrina, hang on ...," said Dara.
However, the car explosion was not bad when it hit a cliff.
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That night, Sandara seemed to cry, curled up behind a tree by the river. He suddenly shouted as two sinister figures appeared before him.
"Yahoooooo!!! Go don't get me, go!" Sandara snapped at the pocong figure approaching her.
"The new ghost is still panic, usually" said the figure of a shabby female ghost who was beside the pocong.
"Hahaha, yes really. I used to be that too. I panicked when I got wrapped up and jumped - jump, hihihihihi," said the pocong while laughing ala kuntilanak.
"Eh, Cong! That's my laugh, you can't imitate! Yes, yes, my image is laughing giggling like that, if you are just jumping up and down," said the kuntilanak to the point of pulling the head ties the pocong.
"Heh, can you just shut up, anyway?! Your nature is different from mine, so go all the way!" Sandara tries to chase away the ghosts.
"Hihihi, who says our nature is different? Our nature is the same, no! I forgot it, huh? That's why it's there!" said si Kunti.
"What does that mean, huh? My natural past is the same as theirs" Sandara murmured.
The girl finally ventured to see herself on the surface of the river. He saw a real long-haired female figure wearing a white T-shirt and jeans like her. However, on the face of the woman he saw was a wound on his left and still bleeding. The more he noticed the woman's face resembled her. Just remember Sandara shouted.
"No way! There's no way I'm full of wounds! But why am I not in pain? That's a lie, right?" Sandara tried to deny it many times.
"Eh, Cyinnn .. It's clear that you're not sick, you're a ghost. So, welcome to the club, Cyin!" said the kuntilanak ghost.
"I'm a ghost?" Sandara pointed at herself.
"To be exact kuntilanak candidates like me, but your clothes are more current hihihihi. Only if I see how beautiful we look the same, really." Kuntilanak laughs more and more shrill.
"But beautiful she's everywhere, Kun! He's not some crazy kuntilanak like you! She's an ordinary female ghost" said the pocong pointing towards Sandara.
There was a struggle between the pocong kemayu and the kuntilanak tomboy.
"YINOOOOOO!!!"
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One day before…
I still remember clearly this morning
the beautiful twenty-year-old girl stepped into the kitchen area of her home. He approached the mother who was preparing the provisions.
"Hmmm .. so fragrant is my mother's beautiful cuisine," praised the yellow-skinned girl. Her face is very similar to that of her mother, only Sandara has dimples.
"Thank you, my beautiful daughter. How's your college holiday going, son? What activities are you going to do during this vacation?" ask Lady Susanti Mahardika.
"Ummm .. I'd better go with Mom to work. Hold an internship for me?" ask the beautiful girl with a height of 170 cm.
"Well, maybe too. You can help me choose the models for the latest products later." The wrinkled cut on the tip of his eyelid was beginning to show.
However, for Sandara her mother is still very beautiful for women her age.
"Then, what about me?" Sandrina, Sandara's ten-year-old sister, came and grabbed a glass of milk on the table that had been prepared for her.
"Lho, didn't you attend the summer camp at your school?" ask Dara who is helping her mother prepare provisions.
"Oh yeah, I forgot I signed up for summer camp." Drina grimaced showing her neat rows of white teeth.
"Well, you're definitely not gonna miss that because there's your boyfriend, hahaha." Sandara mocked the sister who was chasing her.
"What's? Sandrina has a boyfriend?" A heavy voice of a man was heard entering the kitchen area.
The handsome, tall and well-built father laughed as he stepped towards his wife and gave a kiss on her gentle cheek.
"Yes Dad, Drina has a boyfriend!" exclaimed Dara while running around the dining table to avoid the sister.
"I don't have a boyfriend, Dad! Don't listen to this crazy woman!" exciting Sandrina.
"Hahaha, you guys are. Stop it already! Come on, let's have breakfast first then help me prepare the provisions. We're going to the beach today and have some fun, aren't we, my husband?" Lady Susanti blinked one eye at her husband.
"Of course, my dear wife. Maybe this is the last time we will have a picnic together because next week Dad's work schedule will be very busy and busy" said Mr. Sandi Mahardika.
Dara and Drina sat in their seats. They immediately complied because they could not wait to go to the White Sand Beach. The moment of togetherness with the family is indeed very rare because the father and mother are successful entrepreneurs and often leave their children to work.
Sandara looked at her family one by one while enjoying the nice breakfast together. The girl was grateful for being born and growing up in a perfect family. His father was the owner of a famous furniture company in Flower City. The man is married to the famous beauty expert Sue Skincare owner in the City.
That day, they will go to the beach to celebrate Sandara's birthday which coincides with her parents' wedding anniversary.
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