Pretty Psychopath
Find Papa

"Please tell me where papa is" Sabrina said.

"Sorry I can't! Want you to kill me though and you tear apart my house still you won't get anything!"

"Have resigned, the important thing is that you get injections and funds from your papa," said Alex.

"I don't take it if papa hasn't found it yet! Well if you don't want to help me, I'll find out for myself!" Sabrina then leaves Alex's house.

Not Sabrina if she comes home empty-handed, she puts a wiretap and hidden camera in an invisible spot through her drone.

The ambitious woman found out about her father on social media as well as some of her papa colleagues. But none of them do not know about the news of Khairul, even some people had stated that Khairul had died exposed to exposure to Covid 19 two years ago. Khairul deliberately spread the hoax to cover up the truth that he had done plastic surgery in neighboring countries. Change his identity legally without anyone's knowledge.

"Your father died because Covid was the news we got from our alumni group," said Mr. Robby, a friend of papa Sabrina High School.

"Where have you been all this time? Until you don't know where your papa is?" Ask Mr. Robby.

"I lied to people Om, said I want to be invited to work, not yearya I sold." His issue with a face of compassion and asking for pity.

"I was held in a narrow room with other friends, and then I was forced to serve men I didn't know physically and apparently. I was only put in a narrow room of 3x1.5 meters and left part of my body outside and part inside" said Sabrina.

At first he was embarrassed to tell it but for the sake of building an image of "pity" he was forced to do that. The story that he thought was disgusting managed to make someone's empathy appear.

"Now I'm in a circle ... Mama and papa are dead and my life is ruined" said the mad woman.

"Where do you live now?" Ask Mr. Robby.

"I have a house and savings that you love me for my future stock, I will use the best I can by opening my own business" said Sabrina.

"I'm sorry if I haven't been able to help you, you know I'm in a wheelchair. I can only pray that God will take care of you wherever you are" Mr Robby said.

"I'm sorry to go home, thank you in advance." Sabrina left Robby's house.

Outside he was very angry and yelled at the car.

"Damn ... Damnit damnit! Damn why do they all seem reluctant to open their mouths? Then who can I trust? The savings show that papa is still alive and one more reason why papa faked his death?"

Finding out from the people around him still did not find an answer made him very, very confused.

"I don't need papa's money, I just need papa!" His shouting.

Carrying the car at high speed to hit the crowd of luxury mercy cars.

Ciiiiiite

Bruuukkk

"Damn it!" Aspersion.

"Hey, Miss do you have no thoughts or are you tired of living ha?" Maki's a black dresser.

"Shut up!"

"Say quiet? Our boss's car is broken do you want responsibility?" Reply to the man in black.

On the other side of car number three was a man.

"What's wrong?" Ask.

"There was a collision incident sir," the driver replied.

"Accident?"

"Yes, there's a crazy woman bumping into car number one" the driver said.

"Hows it? The woman's situation?" ask the man

"It's angry sir, it looks like she's a crazy woman" the driver said.

"Have not been extended again, let's leave immediately not to be late!" His order.

"But what about the first car?" Ask Driver.

"Leave! We'll leave in four cars and have your friend take care of the car and leave the woman!"

"But Mr. in-" the remark was interrupted.

"Already! Let's not be extended, dealing with crazy women will add to the problem" he said.

The driver called the first car to come back and repair the damaged car.

"Turn around! Leave that crazy woman, then go down to the workshop!" The driver's orders follow his master's words.

"Good!"

"Hey, Mad woman this time you escaped remember if you meet again do not expect to survive!" The driver gave Sabrina a strong warning.

The car drove one by one. Sabrina saw the motorcade how surprised she was when the middle-aged man looked at her sharply.

"The gaze is like a papa's gaze, ah talking what the hell because it's so kangennya just as papa so digelantur," he said.

But his curiosity with logic trumps everything, he secretly follows the car. From far away Sabrina followed and scouted the car until it was on a dock.

"Tukeran bag anyway?" abugn.

They exchanged 3 bags with the same suitcase. They saw each other, one of them scratched a knife into the suitcase and tasted it.

"okay!"

Their conversation looks serious. A few seconds later, they shoot.

"Mrs. Khai! You must die" said the man in front of him.

"Dead?" With a cynical smile the man replied to her.

"You're the one who's gonna die!" Continue Mr. Khai.

"You mean?" ask the man.

"One bullet won't kill me! But 1 gram of cyanide will kill you!"

"Damn! You're interfering with our heroin in vain" the man felt his throat blocked and couldn't breathe, the air as if entering.

Bruk!

The man immediately left.

"Where are his men staying?" bati Sabrina's. The woman peeked out from behind the wall, while the one being asked by her was monitoring the situation.

The old man who was shot instantly fainted from blood loss. Sabrina, who knew there was a narrow blemish before her eyes, came to the man and pulled him into the car. He then drove his car to the hospital and was immediately treated in the ER.

"The patient is out of blood, are you his family?" ask nurse.

"Yes! What's up?" Reply Sabrina.

"You need a negative blood type B resus donor" Nurse said.

"I'm B negative resus" Sabrina said.

He signed the consent file and donated his blood. After that operation was carried out, for three hours they struggled on the operating table to take the bullet lodged in his arm.

Sabrina checked the identity of the man, a 58-year-old Khai's name says.

"Just like my father, even his birth date is the same." He returned it to the man's bag.

Twelve hours later the drug reacted.

"Awh's sick." the man grimaced in pain.

Sabrina looked at the man sharply, her man and her groan peris the papa when he was sick. Even the scent of his body was the same, although indeed thousands of perfumes were bound to be everywhere. But unlike the man's perfume with his papa looks the same.

"All are the same," he said.

"You?" Ask Mr. Khai.

"My name is Sabrina who helped you" he said.

"What?"

"You don't have to worry! I'll take care of you,"

"You mean?"

"Yes, I'll take care of you until Mr. Khai," said Sabrina.

The woman now looks shameless, so kangennya with the papa, the logic does not apply at this time . It seems he is seducing a dying man to be his papa's replacement.

"Why did my son bring me here did he know?" Inner Mr. Khai.

"Om reminds me of my papa, I miss Om as much as my papa" he said.

"I want to tell you everything I've been through, but papa's nowhere near me hik." His issue.

Mr. Khai only looked at Sabrina's face, which was none other than her only daughter. Sometimes he turned his face in various directions to divert his sadness, he admitted that for the last two years he had missed him so much. Suddenly he lost the princess he loved without any news or news.

"Why?"

"Maybe papa is angry and very disappointed with me, but I have gained karma for my actions" Sabrina said.

"Starting from me being tricked men will be married until I am sold and then banished to the country of people. Take a look at my body, "opening a bit of her body shows her freshly dried wounds.

Mr. Khai could not bear to see her and was eager to hug but he had promised himself to forget his past.

"I was sold in a prostitution place called Hall, I had to serve men I didn't know his face and physical form. I was placed in a box measuring 3 x 1.5 meters, some of the body inside and some outside. We who were there just resigned because our outer body was tied to the wall" he flew.

"And more cruelly the big boss sold me to his friend who came from the land of Sakura. I was made a mere napsu satisfied when he had many wives and all lived in the same place in a luxurious house. The last time I was given to another friend, maybe because he was disappointed with my service he fed me to his pet dog" he continued.

"I've been wasted and dirty, even my friend who helped me he said my lower members had been too badly damaged" he said

Without realizing it, a clear liquid dripped from her two eyelids, as Sabrina uttered the first sentence at the end of her speech.

It is very sad indeed when a father can not take care of his daughter for his own ego. Maybe his patience is only as thin as a tissue that is easily destroyed and fragile, it is not easy to point this out.

How about he when he found out the prostitution place was owned by his boss, who he had held for some time. At first he did not believe Sabrina's words, how surprised he was when he saw the videos. Sabrina's face and the sound of her screams in pain after serving her customers for 12 hours like that, she really sleeps herself when she finds out.

All he knew was that the captive women there were not well needed. Even after a night of serving its customers when there are BO people they have to work again, no matter how many guests or customers who ask for their services the captive women must be ready 24 hours.

Until someone after giving birth was asked to serve, even large pregnant people still they told to do it. Not many of those who are depressed then finish their lives by looking at poison or cutting their veins.