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Masih saja Kartika bisa berkelit, mengumbar kebohongan dan memfitnahku. "Dasar, perempuan tidak waras kamu, Kartika! Orang gila! Perempuan stres!" teriakku berapi api, kewalahan menghadapi kelicikannya, dia memang benar-benar licin seperti ular. "Diam kamu, Tiara!" Bentak Mas Fikri yang sudah termakan mulut berbisa Kartika.

They're the type of creatures who only thinks of themselves. The servants continued to pamper me. Then, I somehow felt the urge of asking them. “What's gonna happen to the woman who was hit by your boss a while ago?” No one bothered to answer me, they pretended not to hear. That's how simple it was Athena; don't tell me you're planning to save the woman who just hurt you. Yeah, I am felt sorry for her. She's still a woman after all. We need to be sensible towards women all the time.

awalnya ia mencoba abai, tapi rasa takut kehilangan mengkaramkan ketegaran. Muncul sebuah keinginan untuk menyewa orang yang dapat dipercaya untuk menyelidik sang kekasih. kebencian itu kian membawanya pada derita batin. Andra memiliki wanita lain dan yang membuat Syara lebih shock, wanita itu adalah .... Bersambung

Janu menyapa. Rani mengangguk walaupun belum bisa banyak berucap. Tubuhnya masih lemah karena kesakitan yang dirasakannya tiada henti. "Janu," lirih wanita itu nyaris tak terdengar. Janu mengambil kursi dan duduk di dekat bed. Tangannya menyentuh wajah yang separuhnya berbalut kassa. Tak dapat dibayangkan betapa kuatnya wanita ini menahan sakit setelah kesadarannya. Bibirnya tersenyum, tapi hatinya pedih.

He shook his head, trying not to imagine it. He’d seen some pictures of the women and he’d been horrified at the damage inflicted on them. God, what the women had suffered was literally unimaginable: many, many of them had lost an eye, one woman had had her lips burned right off.

"Are there any seriously injured warriors?" The bag that had been coiled in my hand now turned to the servant. "From the last I knew no warriors were seriously injured, Luna. But there is one woman who is wanted by the rogues. That woman is seriously injured. For now, we're evacuating her to a safe place," the warrior explained.

I paused, and Petra nodded with a smile. "Honestly, the security area, when it concerns women, is in diapers. I mean, few women enroll, few women feel safe, and very few of them are brave enough to denounce a crime committed against them. Most of the brave ones who come forward are stigmatized by society and have a hard time being accepted. Job opportunities are scarce for women who survive an attack..." Petra sighed, and I nodded.

I asked, raising my brows at the delusional man. Cedric clenched his jaw. He was controlling himself from snapping at me. I didn't want him to control himself. I wanted him to snap at me so that I could at least have a good reason to kill him. That man was testing my patience— a patience that I barely have.

I feel like tearing their bodies apart or sinking their heads into the cold river for a few hours to make them sane! “Ah, sorry, I'm fine. I just feel sad to see your condition…” I answered slowly, and what I said was indeed the truth. If the one I saved just now wasn't Nami, I would still feel sad for her. Because no woman on this earth deserves this kind of treatment. All women should have the right to feel safe wherever they are. Unfortunately though, there are a lot of trash humans like these bastards on this earth which makes the idea a bit difficult to implement.

“We weren’t sure if they’d be a threat to my people. I have to protect my pack. Some of these women, we don’t know where they’re from. They’ve been badly abused. We don’t know if they’re mentally stable.” “Of course,” Amelia replied. There were beds lining the walls. Some of the women were sitting up, trying to eat. Others were lying down. Laura, Olivia, and Lily were all there helping. They rushed to Amelia when they saw her. “It’s just so awful. What he did to these women.” Olivia blinked back tears. “One woman had a bad infection, Mila. We’re treating her as best we can.” “They’re covered in cuts and bruises,” Laura whispered. She wasn’t even trying to hide her tears. They streamed down h