SCENE 26

Hatred kills!

And this is clear. The hatred had paralyzed Cheryl's joints. The girl felt like her world had stopped now. Dropped again for the umpteenth time. Usually, Cheryl could tolerate pain, but this time there was no cure. Cheryl hates everyone! She hated herself. The girl could only cry, and she don't know how many liters of tears had flowed.

Cheryl sobbed and laughed and cried again. Rose's words penetrated her heart without a trace. There is no gap so that she can filter out which ones are facts and which are hate speech. For Cheryl, Rose's words were remarkably appropriate to her. She's a bitch! Although Cheryl, her mother, was not a bitch, Cheryl was an illegitimate, dirty, sinful child. She was born dirty and always will be.

Cheryl took a deep breath. Now that it was night, she was reluctant to eat, take a shower, even turn on the light in the room. Cheryl couldn't.

Cheryl wiped her snot using a thick blanket with dinosaur motifs. The girl tilted her head on the mantle and kept shaking her head. Cheryl felt, as if her world had stopped, that talent was left.

Write a diary. Talking to Meredith didn't help. And ended up wanting to make Cheryl tear up the diary even burn it. Tired of crying sleepily, Cheryl woke up, still crying. Is that how despicable she is? Is that so? She's an illegitimate child, so that made Delisha hate her until she was never recognized? Trivial things like this, which kept bothering her. She should never have been there so that she would continue to trouble the others. Cheryl is a bad girl. The girl's cry sounded so sad and so sad.

"Oh Gosh, Cheryl." lights turned on. And Delisha was shocked to find her only daughter slumped like this. Delisha did hear Cheryl's crying, but she thought her daughter was just an ordinary heartbreak, but seeing Cheryl's appearance was, she could say, not normal heartbreak. The girl was in a deep slump.

Delisha hurried over to Cheryl. And hugged her daughter, even though she didn't know what had happened to her child.

"Don't come closer, please." Delisha, who already wanted to hug, still looked at Cheryl in surprise. The woman finally just stood up.

"Don't come near me. I sin a lot."

"What are you saying?"

"Leave me, and I want to be alone." Delisha took a deep breath. There is something wrong here. Something was already on Cheryl's mind, and Delisha could tell this was bad.

"I already said. If there is something to say, maybe it was wrong for you to stay away from us, let me fix everything now. We are a team, and we can become a solid team." Delisha explained. And Cheryl just shook her head. The memory in the past kept on spinning like a broken cassette that kept bothering her when she was a child and needed attention but never heeded. Little Cheryl craved attention but never cared for her. Until, the girl tries to entertain herself, play alone, sing, even laugh to herself like crazy, so that other people know that she is fine, even she is happy. It keeps many wounds behind it.

"Cheryl ..." Delisha scolded when she saw Cheryl's body trembling even more. The girl covered her ears and continued to shake her head. Cheryl shows symptoms of mental illness.

"Don't be close, please. No one ever wanted me. Leave me alone, leave me like this." slowly, Delisha's body sank downwards. The woman crouched down and began the slow, gentle approach to Cheryl.

"Tell me, what's bothering you."

"Do not bother me!" Cheryl's voice rose. But Delisha knew that Cheryl needed a friend for this. Cheryl's emotions were volatile and made Delisha afraid that the girl might act recklessly. Especially remembering and knowing that, Cheryl felt like she was living alone in this world. But believe it, Delisha loves her child, her only daughter.

"Baby ..." slowly, Delisha's hand stroked Cheryl's back. Instead of subsiding, Cheryl's wounds grew even more. As a child, she wanted to feel like this, Delisha showed concern as a mother and Cheryl, who could be spoiled, but all the girls passed alone.

"Don't call me baby! I hate it!!" Delisha's tears flowed, the woman closed her mouth. Yes, all the harm. The one to blame is her.

"Yes, I'm wrong, you know that. But can't I get a chance to fix everything?" Delisha asked softly. She hated it when she had to look weak like this. Delisha hates tears. Delisha wants to continue to be happy, continue to organize a better life, and never dig at all the story of her dark past, which she has kept tightly in SpongeBob's laugh box. Delisha, covered and paid for all the wounds with a laugh, made Delisha no longer know how to laugh.

"No need to say much! I hate everyone! Get out if you still know where the exit is." Delisha looked into Cheryl's unfamiliar eyes. It wasn't the eyes of a girl asking for protection, but those dark eyes, the eyes full of vengeance in there.

"No, let you feel satisfied." softly Delisha. This is not what she wanted. She wanted to continue to see the happiness, which was adorned with that beautiful face.

"I don't have a mom! Get out!" shouted Cheryl to her feet. And wanted to drag Delisha out of her room. She hates everyone! Seeing whatever creatures were in front of her made Cheryl even more disgusted, and the feeling of eliminating them was so strong.

"Cheryl ..."

"Go!"

"What is wrong with you?"

"You don't have to care about me! You always really hated me! Even prayed that I would die, right?! Now let me die!" Quickly, Cheryl ran to the front of her dresser and found a yellow cutter. Cheryl had this prepared beforehand. If she can't kill herself, she will injure herself to reduce his pain. But, looking at Delisha, making the woman who had put her down like this, it was both worth it, and it was fun too if the cutter injures Delisha's smooth body.

"Do not!" Delisha is scared. For whatever reason, she was afraid. The bad memory that happened to her first, she must see again with his own eyes.

Cheryl pushed the swivel object and out the blade she wanted. The girl stared at Delisha and smiled wryly.

"Do you want me to die or you?" Cheryl asked in a tone Delisha had never heard of. This is not the Cheryl she knows. She was like a girl who was so foreign to her eyes.

"Cheryl ..."

"Stop, call that name! I hate that name! Everyone hates that name!"

"Realized, baby ..." Delisha was on her knees. She didn't know what to do now.

"Me, or are you the one who died?"

"This." Delisha stuck out her hand, let her feel the pain, and Cheryl didn't hurt herself. Because she knows the girl will self-harm.

"Clever girl," Cheryl muttered closer to her mother. By removing the blade from the cutter in and out makes a crackling sound on the knife.

"On the hand or the cheek?" asked Cheryl again. The girl ran the cold cutter on Delisha's cheek. The grown woman saw with the tail of her eye. Quickly, Delisha pushed Cheryl, knocking the blade down. When Cheryl fell, Delisha took the knife and threw it randomly in all directions.

"You!" shouted Cheryl as soon as she got up. Delisha drew closer to Cheryl with a rapid breath.

PLAAKKK!!!!

The sound of the slap was so strong, and it landed on Cheryl's smooth cheek. It made Cheryl's head dizzy at once. Even her eyes blurred.

"Cruel! You're not my mom." shouted Cheryl.

"Yes, I'm a bad woman! Women have no heart! That's what you want to hear. What else do you want to say?" asked Delisha, challenging her daughter. She knew that Cheryl had a lot to keep about her child.

"Want me to be honest?" Cheryl asked defiantly. Whatever, if after this, she was kicked out by Delisha. After all, she was never considered. Why did she continue to endure and made her life worse?

"Please."

"Mommy bitch! You are a bitch, who let your hole rotate whoever!" let Cheryl regret life and be a child of disobedience for life for saying like this. Delisha just laughed wryly. She was not surprised. Everyone called herself this, even she had dreamed, Cheryl called it like this, and today it happened.

"You are a bitch! And I am a bitch! We are a bitch. Hahaha." Cheryl laughed over her pain, even though her tears returned.

Delisha approached Cheryl and hugged her daughter. The woman trembled to cry.

"Mom, accept what you want to say!  Let people judge like what, if we are bitches, then we are bitches. Bitches are also human." Cheryl's body trembled, her consciousness returning. The girl hugged her mother with deep regret. She doesn't need anyone in this world, only her mother. Just a bitch and a mother bitch, and they will be free to live in this world, without caring and without thinking about what other people tell them.

"Sorry, mom." cried Cheryl, hugging her mother so tightly and bursting into tears.

"It's okay. I understand. Who said that?" Delisha asked carefully.

"Nobody said. Sorry, Cheryl's mouth is evil. Cheryl's mouth is like a lucifer. You can punish me." Sorry, that's obvious.

"Shhh. Don't talk like that. Who said, hm?"

"Rose. Rose said. Rose said mom is a bitch, so Cheryl is a bitch who doesn't deserve to live." Cheryl fought so innocently as a child.

"Who says we don't deserve to live? The proof is that bitch mom can live until now. There's nothing wrong with being a bitch. Tell your friends, bitch moms, send greetings. Bitch moms, also humans, bitch moms have feelings." Cheryl could feel how devastated Delisha was when she was told like that.

"Sorry, mom."

"No need. I know."

"Sorry." Delisha just shook her head. Delisha took the two of them to sit on Cheryl's messy bed.

"Take out what is your burden, even though the words are bitter and harsh at the same time, all of them can make us feel relieved, even afterward we can think even though we regret it."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, mom."

"I understand."

"Thank you. Maybe, for other people, Cheryl's life is not perfect. From the incident just now, Cheryl is grateful that mom became Cheryl's parent. Thank you."

"Yes."

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"Enough?" Delisha poured the rice onto Cheryl's plate. After the action wants to kill each other. Delisha invites Cheryl to cook and eat together. Cheryl requests to eat plain rice. But they can't buy it, and she have to cook it yourself. Finally, Delisha cooked red chili jerky and boiled cassava leaves, minus the mainstay green chili sauce, but this was more than enough for Cheryl.

"So, what is the name of our shop?" Delisha asked, smiling, removing the rest of the jerky in the kitchen and placing it on the dining table.

"Mom's cooking," Cheryl answered already with a mouth full of rice. Delisha laughed.

"That's cool."

"Sure." Delisha laughed at Cheryl's joking. Her laugh box is back. She forgot how many years it had been. Delisha could laugh like now. The old wound seemed to be slowly drying on its own as Delisha saw Cheryl's face.

"So we make all ten thousand here?"

"Don't! This is special, so it can't be sold, it's not worth the price. Can't be bought." Delisha smiled, fully understanding the meaning behind those words. Their togetherness. Togetherness, which has been taken away by each other's selfishness, especially herself.

"Sorry, mom." Delisha moved her chair back. Suddenly, Cheryl was kissing her feet.

"Wake up." Cheryl shook her head. Feeling so guilty, she had called her mother a bitch. Even though the woman was not angry, but Cheryl knew, Delisha's feelings were crushed, messy, nothing left. Cheryl also feels that she is not much different from Rose, calling other people as cheeky as their foreheads without knowing their feelings. And Cheryl promised, Rose must do the same to her, kiss the soles of her feet, then she forgives Rose. Because Rose's mouth was too much, there was no antidote. Rose's mouth was poison.

"Awake already." Cheryl's tears spilled, hitting the soles of Delisha's feet.

"Mom's cooking is closed. There are no customers." joked Delisha. Cheryl woke up and hugged her birth mother. The toughest woman she has ever known. When her biological child was talking to herself, Delisha acted as if nothing had happened. How intense was Delisha's inner turmoil to endure it all.

"I'm sorry, mom. Cheryl loves mom, really." The girl kissed her mother's smooth cheek. Delisha smiled. Cheryl returned to her place and finished her meal.

"We never took a photo together, Mom."

"Isn't that right?"

"Forget." The girl giggled, and ran to her room, and took out her cell phone. Like other tacky kids, Cheryl caught Delisha's cooking and kept it for herself, not showing off to the others.

Secretly, Cheryl took a picture of Delisha eating, sitting with her hands on the table with a serious face. Cheryl loves this beautiful women.

"We'll be happy, mom, even if it's only the two of us." This is Cheryl's determination, and she wants to be happy, especially her mother must be satisfied.

Cheryl is scrolling through lots of screenshots. Delisha's clothes were very simple, but they fit her well. This woman, even though she only wears a simple, torn nightgown, she is still stunning. Her beauty aura never faded.

Cheryl's wide mouth immediately wrinkled and automatically tightened Cheryl's jaw.

Rose : Hey, little bitch! You haven't done your job. Teased Juna. Let me facilitate all. I want you to use Lingerie, naked. Whether in the hotel or the bush, I am the sponsor. See you later, little bitch. Juna is already itching, wants to poke things, the result of taking medicine together! See you, baby,😘😘😘

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