บท 407: Hela and Vaki

Hela will turn 11 years old tomorrow; she came from an impoverished family where her father farms for a living and her mother weaves bamboo hats. They were poor but, on her birthday, her parents always go out of their way to buy six dumplings, four of which would go to her birthday girl and each to her parents.

That would be the gift she would look forward to every year. A simple gift, but something she cherishes deep in her, heart, but Hela knew that such a thing would never happen, after all, her parents are already dead!

"WAKE UP!" 

A kick hit Hela's stomach, a painful way to start the morning hell. She gathered her breathing, her eyes that had lost all their light, she didn't want to fight but she also did not want to feel pain thus she instinctively followed.