Everything is a Wound

June 23, 2022, GERMANY

"How does it feel? Did you enjoy it?” said Dinda.

The sigh that made her body sweat, at this moment seemed to not cause a tremor in her heart. She could hear the man's breathing very clearly.

“Hm, right now I'm enjoying it. Tonight your passion is quite savage too!” replied this man wholeheartedly.

"Is that true?"

"Right!"

"But it looks like you look worried right now."

"Oh yes? Seems like it's just your feelings!”

Where there is desire, there will be fire. Where there is fire, one will surely burn. But, only because it burned. It doesn't mean you will die, in the end, you have to keep getting back up. After this night is over, everything will be fine again. There will be no more tears, no more pain. It's okay, after all, it's all been lost since eight years ago.

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March 20, 2014, Indonesia.

(Eight years ago)

Rained down as if she understood how a girl was feeling who was lying weakly on her bed, at that time tears fell along with raindrops. Although it has been deleted repeatedly, it still. Uninvited tears, always running down hER cheeks. Even though it was her birthday, that day she turned twenty-one years old. But no birthday wishes, nor a gift. That poor girl, just passing her time lonely. Suddenly at the same time, the girl began to hear footsteps approaching her. The girl could only get up from her bed while rubbing her cheeks and then hiding in a small cupboard in the corner of her room.

"Dinda where are you!" shouted a voice calling her name very loudly.

The girl didn't dare to answer, she just folded her legs. Also covering her ears, at this time she was very scared.

“Dinda do you want to die? Go out. Don't make me angry!" shouted the voice again.

The girl can only surrender to the situation. If she was going to die soon, then she had to be prepared.

Drak!!!

The door to the closet where she was hiding, opened violently. At that time Dinda only saw her father standing looking into his eyes full of anger, at that moment she knew she had made a mistake.

“It turns out that you are here!”

Then her father began to pull her hair very tightly, forcing the girl to come out. Her weak body began to drag out.

“Father please forgive me!” said Dinda pleading for her father to stop torturing her.

"You know what you did wrong?"

"I'm sorry father,"

At that time Dinda could only ask for forgiveness from her father, she did not know. The suffering that always continued to torment him, could it ever end?

“You ignorant self, I worked hard to feed you. But this is your reply to me!”