ISANG malakas na sampal ang natanggap ko matapos kong duraan ang mukha niyang malapit sa akin.
“You w***e!” Sigaw niya at dinakot ang buhok ko.
Napangiwi ako sa sakit nang maramdaman ang kirot sa aking anit. My eyes burned from unshed tears. I don’t know how many days I’ve been suffering in this place. You can’t even call this a room.
“You’re a demon!” Sigaw ko sa mukha niya at marahas akong binitawan.
Umigkas muli ang kamay nito at napapikit ako. Seconds later, the expected slap didn’t land. Opening my eyes, I saw his palm hanged on air. Unti-unti niya iyong binaba at tumayo.
“Your buyer didn’t like it when your skin have some bruises.” He said devilishly.
Buyer? What does he mean by that?
Muli siyang nag-skwat sa harap ko at marahas na piniga ang aking pisngi. His one side of
