Mahadaras
episode 11

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Yesterday after Dika drove her home, Dara again had to fight with her father. Dika, the man did promise to take Dara home after the afternoon to take the girl to the cafe where she worked. And the night Dika who drove Dara finally met the girl's father. Yes, Dika did insist on driving Dara to his front house this time. However, it was not a warm welcome or a father's worry to his daughter. But the maki caci that Dika heard from middle-aged men are quite sturdy. Dika believes it is the father of Dara, where the girl calls him "father".

But, Dika did not understand the attitude of Dara's father. Why was the man being rude to his daughter. And why Dara seemed to hide something to force Dika to quickly leave.

"In addition to working at the cafe, now you also sell yourself huh?" snapping by snapping it continues to fill the living room at Dara's house

"She's just Dara's friend's father" with tears that almost dripped and a voice that began to shake Dara answered the father's words

"The friend who paid you for your body"

"Am I that cool in my father's eyes" this time Dara ventured to look him in the eyes

"You are despicable in my eyes. I don't care if you want to sell yourself or not, as long as you can continue to fulfill your promise. You still remember what you promised me on the day of Rinjani's death"

"But I'm not your father Rinjani, I can only try my best. Although I can't be like you Rinjani, I'm still a father's son"

"Listen, my son is just Rinjani" the father touched Dara's chin with his index finger and a sharp eye

"But ka Rinjani is dead dad!!" shouted Dara as if to vent her emotions

Plaques

The slap felt very sore on Dara's left cheek, and left a reddish mark

"How dare you yell at me. How dare a murderer curse me. Remember, you are the cause of the two people I care about leaving. So don't ever use those tears in front of me like you're hurting"

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In the corner of the room with a dim light from the study table, Dara cried until her chest was tight. It was hard to breathe, it felt like thousands of swords were piercing his chest simultaneously. Is this the destiny of his life, is God not wrong about determining his destiny. I'm not that strong, but why did God give me this painful destiny. I was so easy to cry, I had to be able to keep pretending to smile. I am weak, I must pretend to be strong in front of others. Then how else would I survive.

For years Dara had to struggle with the pain of caci maki from the father. Maybe that wasn't enough to make his father satisfied either. This time even the father scolded her by "selling himself".

"Mom, Dara is tired, Dara is tired mom"

"Mom, why did Dara's fate have to hurt this ma'am. Why should Dara bear it all"

"What's wrong mom"

"Dad, I hate you so much, Mom. No matter how hard I try, Dad never thinks of me"

"Did you hate Dara too? Until I left Dara before Dara knew me"

"Ka Rinjani says mom's pretty"

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"Sister's the father's son... I'm the smart one, the pretty sister, and the big brother that you can always make me proud"

"Ka, why do you Rinjani stay with me. Why don't you take me, ka"

"Today my father slapped me again brother"

"But, this time there's not much blood"

"Maybe it's just my heart wound getting deeper"

"Well, when do I feel this?"

"I'm tired, sister, I'm tired of the torch"

"Maybe, if I go after you Rinjani and mom there"

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Nothing will be okay after hearing hurtful words especially from people we care about. That's how Dara felt tonight, his body weak can no longer survive with the chest tightness. She fell right under the shower in her room. With a shaking hand he tried to grab the button to turn on the shower. It felt like he needed freshness for his body and mind. And that cold water the longer it wetted her entire tiny body. The tears that came back dripping from both of his eyes were as if they were disguised with water.

Whether Dara should what now, he is too weak to fight the father, his loved ones. But Dara also quite understand if he will not be able to if he has to survive. He also has a limit of patience, a limit of strength, and it doesn't know when.

His tightness this time was quite great. But Dara didn't get out of position, maybe she thought it would be better to just die now. The punch ranging from a light blow to a fairly strong blow Dara did to his chest that the tightness had begun to make it difficult to breathe.

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After an hour Dara tried to recover from her tightness and also her cries. Now the girl is silent sitting in her bed with the elephant doll given by her brother on his 15th birthday. The fragrance of her sister's distinctive perfume is in the design. The strawberry fragrance from the sister's perfume bottle that Dara secretly always took in the sister's room and put it on the gray elephant doll. Dara likes to smell the perfume of her sister, which is why Dara always wants to remember if the doll is the gift of her sister by giving her the same perfume with her brother. But after his brother left, there was no more perfume, no more strawberry fragrance in this house.

With the elephant doll still in her arms, Dara cried again. But this time he just cried in silence. His eyes were empty, and there was no sound from his lips. This time he was just trying to enjoy all his pain and wanted to forgive everything that hurt today before he went to sleep. Even though tomorrow morning it's pastika Dara can not hide her eyes at school.

I don't know why Dika's shadow suddenly appeared. The shadow of how the man smiled at her this afternoon at the park. Shadow how the man rubbed his hair while trying to clean the dirt in his hair. Shadow how the man's attitude that Dara thinks is very good in a girl. And Dara who this time seemed to hear the sound of Dika inelinganya. And a voice about what the man said.

The words that Dika always spoke as if they were a magic spell that could calm him down. It can even make him think from a different point of view. Dara admits Dika made his days colorful these few days.

It felt like Dara wanted to be with that man for a long time. Together he wanted to learn about forgiveness. And he also wants to learn how men are very easy to help others, which Dara also knows he lives with difficulty. For Dara, Dika is a man who can make her amazed by the simple things that the man does. Dara also remembered what Dika had said "do not be too hard to pursue complicated happiness, without you realizing many happy simple form".

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"Looky smile"