Bertrand's POV One of the reasons we were able to get through and survive it all, was because I always practiced the prayers taught by my teacher. “O my god, make us human beings who are always grateful. Make us useful human beings and always give blessings to our family." Some people teach that prayer must be specific. Like asking for a lot of good fortune, wanting to be this and that, and so on. But thank God, with prayers like that, done consistently, God gives us many things that we never even imagined before.We are not the type of ambitious people who want and that. What you currently get means that is the best. We always have enough. Maybe that's precisely why God has always made us able to live like this from the beginning. Always feel happy. But, as a human, I still have desires. Although, the wish is not the main thing and if it doesn't come true, that's okay. What's that? Doing martabak and fried banana business. * Leo and Patricia started going to school o
Isabella's POV Suddenly Uncle Joe covered my mouth with duct tape. He then took off my clothes one by one. I can't do much. I just struggled but it made me even more in pain. I resigned myself to having my body raped by my own uncle. My uncle then violently fucked me. He did many things to the point of videoing what he did to me. I just cried. I felt no comfort other than pain and torment. He really tortured me. Dad, Mom, help me! I'm sure that Uncle Joe deliberately ordered clothes from me to attract my attention. What my mother and grandmother feared turned out to be true. But maybe it's worse than they imagined. At this time my father couldn't help me. I also refused to be accompanied by bodyguards. I don't know how many times Uncle Joe released his sperm. He released it not only in my uterus but also in my stomach, breasts and also my face. I really didn't expect that he was so cruel. I will definitely complain about him to my parents and I will make calculati
Isabella's POV I also don't know what the condo number is, but luckily the receptionist could tell which room I was in. I also don't want to explain in detail to her so that I won't be suspected, although maybe I can tell her honestly that I'm being held captive here. Not long after, someone knocked on my door. I immediately looked and sure enough there was a condominium officer coming. “Please open this door, okay?” "Alright, wait a minute!" I waited quite a long time but the door couldn't be opened either. Until I heard Uncle Joe's voice, "Hey, what's going on?" "Help! Just hold him captive, please!” I immediately shouted that I didn't want to continue being here. And sure enough, the officer immediately arrested Uncle Joe and the door opened. I'm so relieved that I can finally get out of this place. “Insolent of you!” Uncle Joe looked very angry at me. I borrowed the cell phone of one of the condo officers. My father told me to memorize his number in case somet
Megan's POV “I'm fine, ma'am. I can do it myself." “It's okay, Isabella. I want to help you. A woman who has just given birth is physically and psychologically tired. So you don't need to think too much and have to eat a lot so that your condition can recover quickly. A caesarean section wound is the result of an incision made by a doctor in the abdomen to remove the fetus from the uterus. This incision is usually 10–15 cm long. If there is no infection or other complications, generally the wound will close and recover in approximately 6-8 weeks. So we need lots of rest so that your surgical wounds can heal quickly. You understand right?” “Yes, ma'am. Thank you very much. I am grateful to have a mother like you. Because you are a very great mother to me. I love you." Isabella hugged me. Of course I was also touched. I just do my best as a mother and she thinks I am a great mother. “I love you too, darling.” *Now that I am a grandmother, I am increasingly busy
Bertrand's POV Maybe some people don't understand. Or actually already understand, but they find it difficult and even reluctant to apply it in life. What's that? That life is a gradual and long process. About planting something, the results of which cannot be obtained in a short time. At first I didn't really understand why our lives could turn out like this. We, especially I feel like we don't have anything extraordinary. Ordinary abilities, ordinary effort and work, let alone very ordinary practices. Everything is standard, it could even be below average. I believe, what other people do is much more and better than us. I then realized that the various conveniences, goodness and miracles that are happening to us today are because of the accumulation of goodness that has been planted by our predecessors. My grandfather used to have a small orange garden near his house. Every time he harvests, he always doesn't forget to share the harvest with many people. Small childre
Sophia's POV My name is Sophia Bertrand, well I only got my name after I met my biological mother and father. I was kidnapped by a woman named Margaretta. She is really good to me and gives me full attention like a mother. What I know from her is that she can be a single parent. She never told me that she was kidnapped. Well of course she didn't say it, but saying that would be the same as badmouthing herself. I also get abundant love from her and my grandfather. I feel like my life is perfect even without my father by my side. I also live abroad with excellent facilities. Starting from school, I never miss a day of my daily life. Eat deliciously and can buy whatever I want. I never once felt uncomfortable here because Margaretta always gave me affection. Finally I moved to this city after five years abroad. Margaretta said that I had to return to this city. I don't mind either. I live in an apartment where it is comfortable to go to and from home and also be drive
Sophia's POV Since that day, I've been a little awkward around Jeremy. Even though usually I almost never chat with him. But it turns out that Jeremy likes me. I don't want my relationship to make me distance myself from him. Jeremy also kept his distance from me a bit. I just said hello to him. Today I have an exam in one of my subjects. I studied in a corner near the classroom because it wasn't time for me to go in yet. Suddenly someone greeted me. “Sophia.” I looked and it turned out it was Jeremy. "Yes, What is up?" "Sorry, if it makes you uncomfortable. But can we just be friends like normal? I'm also not comfortable being this close to you." I took a breath. “Sorry, but you are the one who makes me uncomfortable. I think we can be normal friends." "Okay, if you really don't feel comfortable with me. I was the one who made our atmosphere uncomfortable. I apologize to you." "It's okay." I took a breath. Jeremy left in front of me even though we usually a
Sophia's POV I don't think I'm ready to be engaged. "Hm, I do intend to marry you, Sophia." My mother also answered because maybe she knew that I was running out of words. "It's enough. I think I really appreciate your good intentions towards Sophia. But I don't think Sophia is ready for that. So maybe you just have a relationship so you can get to know each other. And you can play at our house." “Yes, thank you, ma'am. I'm very happy to meet you. I will schedule a visit to your house." I just ate a little there. Because I feel like I don't know what to do. Because the conversation between us seemed quite heavy so it made me feel numb. If Jeremy didn't talk about marriage, of course I would be able to relax too. But for some reason, Jeremy said about marriage at the beginning of his meeting with my mother. We weren't there for long because I couldn't stand just talking to my mother alone. Just getting into the car I asked my mother. “How is it, ma'am?” "Calm down