Needle chair

" once upon a time boy was born into a large family. They named him Ariemil Oda".

The family treated Ariemil well when he was a baby. But everything changed when he turned seven.

"Oi, Oda! Don’t you dare hide from me!"

Ariemil was terrified. He didn’t even know what he had done wrong. He ran and hid in an old room in the house.

Moments later, his father kicked down the door, grabbed Ariemil’s hand, and dragged him to the punishment room—the scariest room in the entire house.

With teary eyes and a trembling voice, Ariemil asked his father why he was being punished. But his father just yelled at him, then strapped him to the suffering chair—covered in sharp needles.

Ariemil screamed in pain, begging for his father to stop, crying out apologies he didn't understand.

but his father only smile ...and walked out of the room.

Ariemil was in pain. He cried and begged for help from his siblings, his aunty, and his mother. He screamed in rage,

"Mother! Brother! Sister! Aunty!"

Finally, someone entered the room—it was his older sister.

With a trembling voice, Ariemil asked her,

"Why is Father doing this to me? tell me why!!!?"

But the sister only laughed and replied in a cold, cruel voice, with eyes full of anger,

"You ask me why? Then ask yourself."

She turned and walked out of the room, wearing a wicked smile on her face.

After that, his mother came in. Ariemil felt a wave of relief and begging his mother with trembling voice.

"Mother... help me..." he pleaded.

The mother gently touched his face—and then, with a face full of sorrow, she slapped him.

She screamed in a voice filled with rage,

"HOW COULD YOU? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO YOUR LITTLE SISTER, ODAA?!"

Ariemil was stunned. He didn’t remember doing anything to his little sister.

The mother wept in front of him. Ariemil could only stare back with blank eyes.

In a trembling voice, he asked,

"What… what did I do to her?"

He looked straight into his mother’s eyes and asked again, this time with a calm, controlled anger,

"What did I do to her?"

His mother’s face—once filled with anger, sadness, and disappointment—began to crumble. She could no longer hold back the emotions she had for her beloved son.

Ariemil cried again, his voice raw with pain,

"Mother, please help me... this chair... it's..... it’s killing me... I’m in so much pain…"

He broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

And the mother—torn by grief—could no longer suppress that feeling we call love.

A love that was once the warmest feeling of all…

But love can fade.

And before it fades completely, we must ask for forgiveness—because sometimes, they’ll help us in the very last moment.

The mother was about to help him—her hands trembling—when suddenly, the father appeared out of nowhere and slapped her across the face.

"What do you think you’re doing? Helping Oda escape? That’s not going to happen…"

Then, without mercy, he stomped on her.

Again.

And again.

And again—until she stopped moving and covered with blood.

Ariemil screamed in rage,

"Mother!!!"

The father turned to him, eyes burning with fury.

"Don’t you dare act in front of me, you little murderer! I know this is what you wanted! You want us to kill each other, don’t you?!"

Ariemil, trembling but furious, shouted back,

"Me? Make you kill each other? What is this, some kind of joke?

You’re the one who killed her—and now you BLAME ME?!"

The father roared,

"Don’t you dare act like you loved her! You used her—to try to kill your little sister!"

Ariemil suddenly laughed—cold, broken laughter echoing through the room.

Just then, the older brother entered. His face twisted in rage.

"Oda! Why did you laugh?!"

Ariemil looked at him, with blank eyes, and answered,

"You ask me why? Then I’ll answer your question...

Because Father killed our mother."

The brother froze, stunned by the words. He looked down at their mother’s lifeless body—then screamed in rage and turned on their father.

He ran forward—and began to stomp on their father with all his strength, blinded by pain and fury.

The father grabbed the brother’s head and slammed it into the wall.

Then he froze, staring at the motionless body—his hands shaking. He began to cry.

With a trembling voice, he turned to Ariemil and shouted,

"Look what you’ve donee!!!… ODAA!!! You made me kill your brother too! why.."

Just then, their older sister opened the door. She gasped in horror at the sight of their mother and brother lying lifeless on the floor.

With a voice full of shock and fear, she asked,

"Father… did....did you... kill them?"

The father tried to explain, stammering, but she didn’t believe him. Her eyes filled with terror, and she ran.

Panic start gripped the father. His breathing turned ragged. The fear that his daughter might tell everyone consumed him.

He screamed in rage—and began to cry with fear filled in his eyes.

Then Ariemil, still strapped to the chair, spoke in a calm, chilling voice.

"Father… if you don’t chase her, she’ll tell everyone.

And when she does… your life is over.

Go. Chase her, Father…don't let she tell everyone about this.."

His father stared at him for a moment. Then, as if possessed by fear, he ran uncontrollably after her—driven by desperation to silence the truth.

Because fear…

Fear is an emotion we cannot control.

When someone feels truly afraid, they begin to seek answers—any answers.

And once they find something that looks like a solution, they cling to it.

They no longer question it.

Because in their eyes, it's the only way to survive the chaos.

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