Capítulo 3: Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Terrible Night
April 23, 2001.
Dor!
The sound of gunshots could be heard clearly from outside the house.
"Aaaah!"
Even someone's scream was heard as well.
"Mother!" cried a little boy who called his mother. He is Arayan, a little man who is only 10 years old.
He, who had been sleeping since 8 o'clock, suddenly had to be startled by a scream that he thought was his mother.
The little man quickly got up, he was worried by the sound of his screams which was very disturbing to his hearing.
"Older brother?"
He just realized that the older sister who was supposed to be by his side was no longer there.
Arayan had been thinking nonsense, he immediately removed all the obstacles that covered her tiny body. After a lot of effort, finally Arayan was able to get out of his bed. This is quite difficult because the bed is very large, so it will take some time to get out of there.
Arayan, who was wearing pink pajamas with a toy car motif, immediately left his room. He ran to go down the stairs, but before he could get there, Arayan found his older sister standing alone.
"Older brother!" he called in a high-pitched voice. However, his brother did not heed every call.
Knowing that every call there was no response at all, the 10-year-old boy immediately went to his older sister named Lestari Xander.
"Brother, what are you doing in..."
He wanted to ask, but his sentence paused. His breath seemed to have stopped there, right beside his brother.
With an innocent expression, he looked at his sister's reddened face, the meaning of blushing didn't mean that Lestari was feeling embarrassed. But there is another meaning to it.
His hands were clenched into fists, and his body was even shaking, as if he wanted to growl at something in front of him. Then, accompanied by his two glazed eyes, it was very clear that his brother was angry.
Arayan who doesn't know anything and tries to guess what really happened to Lestari and it turns out, after his eyes turn to the front.
"Aaaah!"
A scream came from below, right at the end of the steps. Araya looked down exactly as Lestari saw.
"Mother!" he shouted spontaneously, with what had been seen? Arayan found his mother bobbing to and fro under there.
Arayan sees his mother covered in blood and there are 5 people dressed in black and wearing animal-shaped masks playing immorally with his mother.
"Mother!"
Arayan can't stop himself from going to meet his mother. He was desperate to run downstairs to save his mother from being hurt like an animal.
"Wait! You don't go down there, it's very dangerous!"
However, Lestari immediately held him there. He pulled Arayan's body not to run down because that part was very dangerous.
"Brother. Why are you holding me back? I want to go there, see mom. I want to save mom. Can you bear to see mom being treated like a non-human by them?"
Arayan asked with a stinging feeling. He had to question the actions of Lestari, who didn't care.
As a son it was fitting, he did not remain silent when he saw his mother suffering, treated unfairly like an animal.
Arayan must take immediate action. Even though they were big and definitely stronger than him, Arayan didn't care about his actions. Anyway he had to go anyway.
"You don't go there. If you go there, then you will get hurt too. I don't want that to happen to you. You are the only sister I have. You are all I have. You don't think about giving your life to them! do you live alone in this world?"
He tries to give Arayan an explanation, that his actions hurt not only himself, but him too. As an older brother he wanted to continue to protect his younger brother. While the two were arguing, the screams sounded again.
"Aaaah!"
"Mother!"
The two shouted in unison. They both want to help, but both Lestari and Arayan need to think about their actions. If they do something wrong then the stakes are their lives.
Jelita, that's how Arayan and Lestari's mother called her. From the first floor of this house. As far as the eye could see, Jelita seemed to be being toyed with like a ball being kicked here and there. Being led from one foot to the other, until Jelita felt tired.
"Please… Please let me go. I don't know who all of you are. I beg you, spare me…."
Jelita begged not to be toyed with again. He was tired of being treated like a stuffed toy. Thrown there, and caught by the other hands. Until, several times he had to hit hard with tables and walls, as well as other hard objects as well.
It was clear from the forehead to his lips that he had been injured, due to the impact.
"Hahaha… What did you say? Let go? Hahahaha. We're not done playing with you yet! Isn't that right?"
"Sure, Boss. Even the game hasn't even started yet! Hahaha ....," said another man.
"Yes, boss. I can't wait to taste how warm a rich woman is," then the others agreed.
Jelita sounded pleading to these people. However, no matter what Jelita asks, it seems that she will not be able to escape that easily.
"Turn!" pinta the big one, among 4 others.
"Aaaah!"
Jelita was pushed back towards someone who was there. There were about 5 people, all of them wearing masks, so that none of the faces could be recognized by Jelita.
They made a big circle, and made Jelita their game rabbit.
"Please let me go… I will give everything I have to all of you. You can take everything, but let me go. I'm tired," she whispered. Jelita asked to end. He was tired, it felt like his whole body was going to crack and crumble. That's how it hurts.
The one who had fallen down didn't look like a beautiful woman anymore, her body and clothes were stained with red liquid.
Her hair was also disheveled, not looking like the style of a classy woman. Dirty, that's the picture of him now.
"What did you say?" One of the five men approached, he and his dirty hands without permission braked Jelita's cheeks.
It is not proper for a woman who is already married to be touched by another person, especially if she is a man. It is fitting for Jelita to fight this injustice.
"Get your hands off my face!"
Sure enough, Jelita did it. He brushed the dirty hand away from his cheek.
"Oh, how rude. Apparently you can be angry too," he said, feeling even more pleased. Even though his hand was pushed away by Jelita, it didn't make him angry in the slightest and on the contrary, the more exciting for him.
He stood up and walked away, but that didn't mean Jelita would be released. That wouldn't be possible, I guess?
This game which has been stopped at least makes Jelita take a breath. She hopes these people will release her, and accept her earlier offer.
"Finish it immediately!"
The one man gave the signal to the other. From the movements of his head, he wanted his friends to do something to Jelita back, but what?
Jelita began to get restless. His anxiety grew, when he saw the people wearing these masks began to approach him again.
Their hands, which were dirty and full of sin, slowly wanted to touch his body again.
"Ha ha ha…."
Innocently, the four men who were dressed the same way laughed loudly. They deliberately approached Jelita who was a helpless weak woman.
"What do you want? Don't you dare touch me!"
He refused harshly, his voice also sounded loud when he shouted refusal.
"Ha ha ha ha."
However, it seems that Jelita's bluff is nothing to them, and instead they are increasingly passionate about the mother of two children.
"Stop it!" he shouted. However, it did not make the five people flinch.
A few seconds later, what Jelita feared was true. They shamelessly, one by one began to strip his clothes.
They really treat Jelita like a toy doll. These people had the heart to pull every piece of cloth that covered Jelita's body.
"Aaa… Stop it!" she screamed, unable to bear the pain anymore.
Jelita screams asking that this not happen, but they are immoral men. With so lust, they fuck Jelita one by one. Everyone took turns inflicting suffering on the poor woman.
Everything that was happening down there and what they were showing were all seen by Arayan and Lestari.
The two boys didn't miss every second. His mother's every scream and sigh sounded horrifying in Arayan's ears.
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