"Ragging" Budak Baru

BAHASA MELAYU

Tiga bulan telah berlalu sejak peristiwa "Akur" itu, namun pengalaman pahit itu tak pernah dapat Arif lupakan. Apatah lagi dialah orang terakhir yang bertahan lama sebelum akhirnya kecundang juga sehingga membawa kekalahan kepada Ghumah Bendahara dan hukuman ke atas pelajar itu. "Oh, ya, manalah budak tu sekarang? Dah lama tak nampak dia sejak sesi hari itu", bisiknya dalam hati saat teringat akan pelajar itu. "Arif, awak termenung apa di luar tu? Awak dengar tak apa yang saya ajar di depan", tegur pensyarahnya tatkala terlihat Arif yang sedang termenung ke luar tingkap saat dia mengajar. "Ya... ya, puan. Maaf puan, saya mengelamun tadi", jawabnya sambil menundukkan kepalanya. "Jangan mengelamun sangat, awak tu pelajar universiti sekarang. Inilah masa untuk awak semua belajar dengan lebih mendalam mengenai mata pelajaran ini untuk masa depan awak semua", kata pensyarah itu sebelum waktu kelas itu sudah sampai penghujungnya. Lalu, mereka pun mulai mengemaskan barang-barang mereka sebelum bergerak pulang ke asrama masing-masing. "Weh, Arif. Kau ada masa terluang tak malam ni?", kata Faris, rakan sekelas yang menyapanya di susur gajah itu. "Eh, Faris. Malam ni aku tak ada apa-apa perancangan pun. Kenapa?", balasnya. "Oh, bagus sangatlah. Jom malam ni kita lepak dekat kafeteria Bendahari, kita makan malam sambil tengok perlawanan bola. Budak-budak lelaki kelas kita semua ada nanti. Lagipun esok Sabtu, tak ada kelas". "Oh, hmmm, okay juga. Aku pun bosan duduk bilik seorang diri", Arif bersetuju lalu Faris pun menepuk-nepuk bahu kawannya itu sebelum mereka berjalan menuju ke bilik asrama mereka. "Okaylah, Arif. Aku gerak balik dulu. Jumpa malam ni dekat kafe sana, jangan lupa tau", kata Faris sebelum dia masuk ke biliknya. Setelah sampai di aras biliknya, Arif pun berjalan di kaki lima menuju ke biliknya sebelum dia terlihat sosok tubuh seseorang yang pernah dia lihat serbelum ini. "Eh, itu... itu bukan budak... budak tu ke?", kata Arif di dalam hati tatkala melihat orang itu adalah pelajar yang pernah dihukum di depan pelajar-pelajar semester satu dari Ghumah Bendahara sebelum ini. Hal yang lebih mengelirukan apabila dia sedang asyik berborak dengan Ketua Ghumah Bendahara sambil berjalan memasuki bilik para senior. Tatkala dia sedang asyik memikirkan hal itu, 'gedebuk', Arif pun terlanggar seseorang tanpa sengaja. "Hei, budak. Kau buta ke? Tak tahu nak pandang depan sewaktu berjalan", herdik orang itu. "Ma... maafkan saya, abang. Sa... saya tak sengaja", balas Arif memohon maaf kepada senior yang dia terlanggar tadi. "Maaf kepala hotak kau, kau duduk bilik mana?". "Sa... Saya duduk bilik Bendahara 4-4". "Oh, bagus. Bilik hujung sekali. Malam ni kita orang nak singgah bilik kau, aku tahu kau ada dalam tu. Kalau kau lari, nahas kau aku kerjakan", ugut abang senior itu membuatkan Arif mengangguk faham dalam ketakutan sebelum mereka beredar dari situ. Tubuh Arif mulai menggigil sebelum dia berjalan pantas menuju dan masuk ke biliknya sambil dilihat beberapa pelajar semester satu yang telah menyaksikan kejadian tadi. Rasa lapar yang dia rasai sebelum ini pun hilang diganti pula dengan kerisauan terhadap nasibnya malam nanti.

Petang yang cerah mulai hilang terangnya diganti pula dengan gelap malam yang tiada sinar bulan dan kelipan bintang-bintang di langit dek kerana terselindung di sebalik awan yang agak tebal di awang-awangan. Dari laungan azan Maghrib sehinggalah habisnya sembahyang Isyak jemaah-jemaah di masjid, Arif masih lagi duduk di dalam biliknya. Tubuhnya semakin kuat menggigil tatkala menunggu abang-abang senior itu datang menemuinya. Bunyi pemberitahuan dan panggilan dari telefonnya langsung tidak dijawab, malah Arif hanya terduduk di penjuru katil sambil memeluk tubuhnya. Kedengaran derapan tapak-tapak kaki semakin mendekat lalu, 'tukkk' 'tukkk' 'tukkk', pintu biliknya diketuk sedikit kuat sehingga memeranjatkan Arif. Pintu bilik dibuka perlahan-lahan lalu terlihatlah abang-abang senior, dalam dua orang sudah pun berdiri di hadapan biliknya. 'Gedukkk', pintunya ditolak kuat oleh mereka sehingga Arif terjatuh di lantai. "Hahaha, belum apa-apa lagi dah jatuh. Lemah betul kau ni", kata abang senior yang dikenali sebagai Fazli itu. Pada masa yang sama, kawannya itu, Fakhrul menutup lalu mengunci pintu bilik itu dan menutup tingkap dan langsir di bilik Arif itu. Setelah itu, dia pun mengangkat Arif sehingga dia berdiri lalu menyeluk tangannya ke bawah ketiak dan belakang leher Arif sebelum menguncinya sehingga membuatkan kedua-dua tangan Arif terangkat ke atas. "Kau tahukan apa kesalahan kau?", soal Fazli lalu Arif pun hanya mengangguk. Tak semena-mena, 'bukkk', satu tumbukan dilepaskan tepat mengenai perut Arif, membuatkannya terbatuk dan tersedak-sedak. "Aku tanya lagi sekali, kau tahu tak apa kesalahan kau", soalnya lagi lalu Arif pun menjawab dengan terketar-ketar, "Ta... tahu, abang". Fazli pun tersenyum lalu melepskan lagi dua tumbukan ke perutnya lagi sehingga tubuhnya membongkok kesakitan. "Faham pun, jadi apa hukuman yang layak untuk kau sekarang", tanyanya lagi. "Tak... tak tahu, abang", balas Arif sebelum dadanya pula ditumbuk oleh Fazli dan dia bertanyakan sekali lagi soalan yang sama. "Sa... saya terima apa-apa je hukuman dari abang, uhukkk uhukkk", jawab Arif sambil terbatuk-batuk. Setelah itu, Arif pun diarahkan untuk menanggalkan baju kemeja putih dan seluar pendek kelabu yang dipakainya itu sehingga hanya seluar dalam "brief" putih sahaja yang dipakai olehnya. Terpampanglah tubuhnya yang gempal dan sedikit buncit dengan kulit yang sedikit gelap, apatah lagi putingnya yang besar hitam itu. Lalu, tangannya kembali dikunci ke atas sehingga menampakkan ketiaknya yang berbulu halus itu. "Sebagai hukuman pertama...", kata Fazli lalu, 'bukkk', dia pun melepaskan tumbukan ke arah perut Arif lagi sehingga Arif mengerang kesakitan. 'Bukkk' 'bukkk', perutnya ditumbuk lagi beberapa kali sehingga perutnya mulai kemerahan. "Arghhh, erghhh, abang, tolong, abang. Saya... saya tak tahan, sakit, abang. Abang... erghhh arghhh, tolong abang, sakit sangat", rayu Arif saat perutnya ditumbuk kuat oleh abang senior itu. Namun, mereka langsung tak menghiraukannya dan terus-menerus memukul perutnya sehingga Arif meronta-ronta lalu terlepas dah pegangan Fakhrul. Melihat kejadian itu membuatkan Fazli dan Fakhrul sedikit marah lalu rambut Arif digenggam dan ditarik sehingga perut dan dadanya terdedah lalu, 'bukkk' 'bukkk' 'bukkk', Fazli melepaskan tumbukannya bertubi-tubi ke arah perut dan dada Arif sehingga dia tak tertahan lalu menjerit kesakitan. Fakhrul terus melempang pipi Arif berkali-kali dengan marah kerana hampir-hampir membuatkan mereka kantoi dengan penjaga asrama.

"Sa... saya minta maaf, abang tolong lepaskan saya. Saya tak tahan, uhukkk uhukkk, tolong, abang", rayu Arif yang sedang berlutut sambil badannya membongkok dan tangannya memegang perut dan dadanya yang masih terasa sakit itu. "Budak yang kurang ajar, memang selayaknya kena "ragging". Baru dia tak berani buat lagi", kata Fakhrul. Saat Fazli sedang duduk di atas katil itu, dia terpandang ke arah almari Arif yang terbuka itu. Lalu, dia pun berjalan ke arah itu sebelum mencapai tali sesuatu dari dalamnya. "Kau nak buat apa dengan tali leher tu? Nak ikat leher dia ke? Hahaha", kata Fakhrul dengan nada guraunya, namun dia sudah dapat mengagak perancangan kawannya itu. Lalu, kedua-dua pergelangan tangan Arif diikat dengan tali leher itu sebelum tali itu diikat ke kipas siling, manakala kedua-dua kakinya pula diikat secara mengangkang. "Ab... abang, tolong. Saya tak tahan, sakit. Tolong, abang, saya janji adik tak buat lagi. Tolong... tolong lepaskan saya", rayu Arif lagi dengan nafasnya yang semakin laju dan dirinya menggigil ketakutan saat dia melihat Fazli menanggalkan tali pinggang dari seluar "jeans" milik Arif itu. 'Shushhh' 'shushhhhhhhhh' "Jangan bising, kita belum habis lagi. Jadi, untuk hukuman kedua pula...", balas Fazli sambil mengarahkan kawannya untuk melitup mulut Arif agar diam. 'Papppppp', tak semena-mena satu libasan tali pinggang itu mengenai dada Arif sehingga terjerit kuatlah dirinya. 'Pappp' "Arghhh, sakit, abang" 'pappp' "Arghhh erghhh sakit" 'pappp' "Tolong, saya tak tahan. Erghhh", bunyi sebatan diselangi dengan jeritan dan rayuan kesakitan Arif memecah kesunyian biliknya itu. Apatah lagi, biliknya yang terletak di aras paling atas itu adalah satu-satunya bilik yang berpenghuni, terletak jauh dan agak terpencil dari penghuni-penghuni asrama yang lain. 'Pappp' 'pappp' 'pappp', sebatan demi sebatan dikenakan ke dada dan perut Arif sehingga kawasan itu mulai kemerahan. "Arghmmm, ghaghkit, aghang. Ghorong, ghaya ghak aghan ghuad ghaghi (Arghhhh, sakit, abang. Tolong, saya tak akan buat lagi)", rayunya lagi walaupun samar-samar jelasnya, namun mereka masih tidak menghiraukannya. Malah, semakin kuat tubuhnya dilibas-libas dengan rakusnya tanpa henti. Tidak dengan itu, Fakhrul juga mulai menyertai kawannya itu menyeksa Arif dengan mencapai penyangkut baju besi yang tergantung di kerusi berdekatan sebelum, 'pappp' 'pappp' 'pappp', dia juga mulai menyebat belakang badan Arif. Apa lagi, semakin rancaklah tubuhnya menggelupur dan meronta-ronta kesakitan sambil mulutnya tidak henti-henti merayu agar dirinya tidak diseksa lagi. 'Pappp' 'bukkk' 'pappp' 'pappp' 'bukkk', semakin banyak kemerahan-kemerahan dan kesan-kesan luka sebatan yang semakin jelas kelihatan di perut, dada dan belakang badannya. Setelah hampir setengah jam dirinya dihukum dengan teruk, Fazli yang sudah kepenatan pun berhenti menyebat Arif lalu duduk berehat di atas katilnya manakala, Fakhrul masih lagi terus menikmati menyebat tubuh Arif untuk beberapa minit sebelum dia juga berhenti berehat seketika berdekatan dengan Arif. "Hahaha, apa hal kote kau ini kecil sangat? Pegang pun tak puas ni, patutlah tiada sesiapa yang nak kau. Kote kecil, badan kecil, budak-budak pun lagi padu dari kau, hahaha", kata Fakhrul dengan nada sindirnya sambil tangan kirinya sedang asyik mengusap-usap dan menggenggam bonjolan kote dan kedua-dua telurnya di sebalik seluar dalam itu.

"Fakhrulll, kau jangan nak buat hal. Jangan sampai kes dulu terjadi lagi, kita orang dah penat nak tolong kau lagi", kata Fazli yang sedang meneguk air kosong saat dia melihat tangan-tangan Fakhrul mulai meraba-raba tubuh Arif yang sudah dibasahi dengan keringat-keringat yang mengalir itu. "Ish, hal yang lepas tak payahlah ungkit. Jangan risau, aku dah tak buat dah benda tu", balas kawannya itu lalu dia pun berhenti meraba-raba Arif. Waktu pada jam tangan yang dipakainya dilihat lalu Fazli pun mulai bangkit berdiri semula dan menghampiri Arif yang tergantung lemah di tengah-tengah bilik itu. "Aku faham kau tak dapat nak tahan perasaan tu, tapi ada cara lain nak lepaskan. Jadi, untuk hukuman terakhir untuk adik junior kita malam ini...", kata Fazli sambil tali pinggang yang dipegangnya itu sengaja dimain-mainkan di bonjolan celah kangkang Arif. Kawannya yang melihat itu sudah dapat mengagak seksaan seterusnya sehingga terukir senyuman sinis di bibirnya. Lalu, dia pun menanggalkan seluar dalam yang masih dipakai oleh Arif itu sehingga bogel dan terlihatlah kote kecil dan hitamnya yang kendur itu dengan kedua-dua telurnya layut ke bawah. "Ap... apa abanv nak buat pada saya? Tolong, saya tak tahan", rayu Arif dan seperti biasa, mereka  hanya mentertawakannya sebelum Fazli yang memegang tali pinggang itu berjalan ke belakang tubuh Arif, manakala kawannya pula berdiri di hadapannya. 'Pappp', satu libasan dihayunkan tepat mengenai bontot Arif, membuatkannya terkejut dan mulai menggigil kesakitan. Tidak dengan itu, 'dukkk', kawannya pula mulai menyepak celah kangkangnya beberapa saat selepas bontotnya disebat. "Arghhhhhh, sakit. Sakit, abang. Arghhh erghhh", jerit Arif sambik badannya meronta-ronta kerana kesenakan. 'Pappp' 'dukkk' 'pappp' 'dukkk', Fazli menyebat bontotnya lagi diikuti dengan sepakan tepat ke kote dan telur Arif beberapa kali membuatkannya terasa bercampur-baur antara kepedihan dan kesenakan yang berulang-ulang kali dirasanya. 'Pappp' 'dukkk' "Arghhh" 'papppppp' 'dukkkkkk' "Erghhhhhh, sakittt" 'pappppppppp' 'dukkkkkkkkk' "Arghhhhhhhhh, to... tolong, abang. Saya tak tahan, erghhh", jeritan kesakitan Arif yang diselangi dengan penyeksaan sebatan dan sepakan yang diterimanya memenuhi ruangan biliknya tanpa henti. Tubuh Arif yang sedikit gelap itu mulai dipenuhi dengan kemerahan dan sedikit biru lebam, apatah lagi dengan kesan-kesan luka sebatan yang jelas kelihatan. Mungkin kerana sudah sedikit kebosanan, Fakhrul mulai mencari idea baru untuk menikmati sesi hukuman yang dia minati itu, lalu penyepit-penyepit baju yang diperbuat daripada kayu di dalam bekas lutsinar itu menarik perhatiannya. Saat Fazli sedang asyik menyebat bontot Arif yang sudah kemerahan itu, Fakhrul pun mencapai bekas itu, lalu dia mencubit-cubit lemah kedua-dua puting Arif sebelum dia menyepitnya. "Arghhh erghhh, sa... sakit, abang", Arif meronta saat putingnya yang masih terasa pedih dengan sebatan tadi disepit dengan penyepit kayu itu. Malah, Fakhrul semakin seronok melihat tubuh Arif yang menggelupur itu sebelum dia menambah lagi sepitan pada puting-putingnya. Dari puting, dia mulai pula menyepit ke perut dan pusat, malah ketiak-ketiaknya juga tidak terlepas dari menjadi mangsa sepitan Fakhrul itu. Dengan penyepit yang masib berbaki lagi, dia mulai menyepit kepala kote Arif sebelum kulit telurnya ditarik lalu disepit dengan beberapa penyepit, membuatkan Arif menjerit kesakitan dan meronta-ronta lagi.

'Pappp' 'dukkk' 'pappp' 'dukkkk',  hampir satu jam tubuhnya diseksa dan dihukum tanpa henti, namun masih tiada tanda-tanda untuk mereka berhenti. Bontot Arif yang sudah sedikit kebiruan lebam itu pun masih lagi menerima seksaan sebatan tali pinggang dari Fazli, manakala kawannya pula menyepak celah kangkang Arif berkali-kali sehinggalah penyepit-penyepit itu tercabut dari telur dan kotenya. Sakitnya bukan kepalang, namun Arif tak mampu lagi meronta-ronta kerana tiada kudrat untuk melawan mereka dan pasrah dengan hukuman yang diterimanya. Melihat dia tergantung longlai, Fakhrul pun menarik pula penyepit-penyepit di perut dan dadanya namun tiada sebarang tanda-tanda kesakitan. Akhirnya, dia pun memegang kedua-dua penyepit yang masih menyepit di puting Arif lalu dia mulai memulas-mulasnya 180 darjah sebelum dia menariknya sehingga kedua-duanya tercabut dari puting Arif. "Budak ni dah pengsan, aku rasa. Langsung tak meronta-ronta", kata Fakhrul kepada kawannya. Fazli pun berhenti menyeksaanya dan memeriksa keadaan Arif dan mendapati yangdia sudah lemah seperti yang diperkatakan oleh kawannya itu. Lalu, ikatan pada tubuhnya dilepaskan sehingga Arif terjatuh tertiarap di lantai. Tatkala Fazli sudah oun berjalan keluar dari bilik, Fakhrul pula mendekati Arif sambil meraba-raba dada, perut dan kotenya lalu berkata, "Badan sedap macam ni, memang untung buat "lauk". Nasiblah aku masih okay lagi, kalau tak, hilang sudah teruna kau tadi, hahaha". "Fakhrul! jom pergi", arah Fazli yang melihat perbuatan kawannya itu, lalu dia pun melepaskan Arif sebelum menutup pintu bilik Arif itu, membiarkan tubuhnya terbaring lemah di situ. Dengan kekuatan yang masih tersisa, Arif mencapai katilnya dan cuba bangkit sehingga tubuhnya berada di atas katil itu. Dengan rasa sakit dan lelah yang dia alami pada waktu itu membuatkannya tertidur tanpa dia sedari. Penggera di telefonnya berbunyi menyedarkan Arif dari tidurnya. 'Tuk' 'tuk' 'tuk', "Arif, kau dah bangun ke?", ketukan dan suara kawannya itu menyedarkan Arif dari lenanya. Dengan tubuhnya yang masih terasa sakit, dia bangkit dan memakai baju dan seluarnya semula sebelum membuka pintu biliknya. "Arif, kenapa kau tak datang semalam? Puas kita orang tunggu kau, aku telefon kau pun tak angkat", soal Faris lalu dia perasan yang kawannya itu sedikit sukar untuk mendudukkan dirinya di atas katil. "Eh, Faris. Maaflah pasal semalam, aku tertidur awal pula. Mungkin sebab penat sangat semalam", balas Arif sambil tangannya memegang perutnya. "Kau okay tak? Macam sakit je ni", kata Faris lalu dia memegang belakang badan kawannya itu, membuatkan Arif sedikit mengerang kesakitan. Tanpa membuang masa, Faris pun mengangkat bawah baju Arif ke atas dan dia terkejut melihat belakang tubuh dan perutnya dipenuhi dengan kesan-kesan luka lebam dan kemerahan. "Ka... kau kenapa ni?", soal Faris yang masih terkejut. "Tak... tak ada apa-apalah, jangan risau", balas Arif yang cuba untuk senyum padanya. "Kau... kau baring dulu, biar aku tolong sapukan ubat", arah Faris dengan nada sedih bercampur marah sambil dia membuka baju yang dipakai oleh Arif lalu membantunya merebahkan tubuhnya. "Habis luka tubuh kawan aku, memang sial kau orang. Bangsat!!!", bisik Faris di dalam hati.

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Three months have passed since the "Akur" incident, but Arif can never forget that experience. Even more, he was the last person to hold out for a long time before finally giving up and bringing defeat to Ghumah Bendahara and punishment for the student. "Oh, yes, where is that boy now? I haven't seen him for a long time since that day's session", he whispered in his heart when he remembered that student. "Arif, what are you thinking about? Didn't you hear what I was teaching in front", the lecturer scolded when she saw Arif who was looking outside the window while he was teaching. "Yes... yes, ma'am. I'm sorry ma'am", he answered, bowing his head. "Don't daydream too much, you're a university student now. This is the time for all of you to study more deeply about this subject for your future", said the lecturer before the class time came to an end. Then, they started packing their things before moving back to their dorms. "Hey, Arif. Do you have any free time tonight?", said Faris, a classmate who greeted him. "Eh, Faris. I don't have any plans tonight. Why?", he replied. "Oh, that's great. Let's hang out at the Bendahara cafeteria tonight, we'll have dinner while watching the football game. All the boys in our class will be there later. After all, there's no class tomorrow, Saturday". "Oh, hmmm, I am okay too. I'm tired of sitting in a room alone", Arif agreed and Faris patted his friend on the shoulder before they walked towards their dorm room. "Okay, Arif. I'll go back first. See you tonight at the cafe, don't forget", said Faris before he entered his room. After reaching the level of his room, Arif walked on the sidewalk towards his room before he saw the figure of someone he had seen before. "Eh, that... the boy... is that that boy?", said Arif in his heart when he saw that the person was a student who had been punished in front of the first semester students from Ghumah Bendahara before. It's more confusing when he's chatting with Chief Ghumah Bendahara while walking into the seniors' room. While he was busy thinking about it, 'bumppp', Arif accidentally bumped into someone. "Hey, boy. Are you blind? You don't know how to look ahead while walking", shouted the person. "So... forgive me, brother. I... I didn't mean it", replied Arif apologizing to the senior he bumped into earlier. "Sorry for what, dickhead, which room are you staying in?". "I... I'm staying in the Bendahara room 4-4". "Oh, good. The room is at the very end. Tonight we want to stop by your room, I know you're in there. If you run, you will be damned", threatened the senior, making Arif nod in understanding in fear before they left from there . Arif's body began to tremble before he walked quickly towards and entered his room while being seen by several first semester students who had witnessed the incident earlier. The hunger he felt before disappeared and was replaced by worry about his fate later that night.

The bright evening began to lose its brightness and was replaced by a dark night where there was no moonlight and the twinkling of stars in the sky because it was hidden behind a rather thick cloud in the sky. From the Maghrib call to prayer until the end of Isyak prayers in the mosque, Arif was still sitting in his room. His body trembled even more as he waited for the seniors to come to meet him. The sounds of notifications and calls from his phone were not answered at all, instead Arif just sat on the corner of the bed hugging his body. Footsteps could be heard getting closer and then, 'tukkk' 'tukkk' 'tukkk', the door of his room was knocked a little loudly which surprised Arif. The room door opened slowly and the seniors were seen, two of them already standing in front of the room. 'Gedukkk', the door was pushed so hard by them that Arif fell on the floor. "Hahaha, nothing being done but you has fallen. You are really weak", said the seniors known as Fazli. At the same time, his friend, Fakhrul closed and locked the door of the room and closed the window and curtains in Arif's room. After that, he lifted Arif until he stood up and put his hands under Arif's armpits and behind Arif's neck before locking them so that both of Arif's hands rose up. "Do you know what your fault is?", asked Fazli and Arif just nodded. No warning, 'bukkk', a punch was fired right at Arif's stomach, making him cough and choke. "I ask one more time, do you know what's wrong with you", he asked again and Arif answered tremblingly, "I... know, brother". Fazli smiled and threw two more punches to his stomach until his body bent over in pain. "Good, so what is the appropriate punishment for you now?", he asked again. "I don't... I don't know, brother", replied Arif before Fazli punched his chest and he asked the same question again. "I... I accept any punishment from you, uhukkk uhukkk", answered Arif while coughing. After that, Arif was instructed to take off the white shirt and gray shorts he was wearing so that only the white "brief" underwear was worn by him. His chubby and slightly fat belly body with slightly dark skin was displayed, not to mention his big black nipples. Then, his hands were locked up again to reveal his hairy armpits. "As a first punishment...", said Fazli and then, 'bukkk', he punched Arif in the stomach again so that Arif groaned in pain. 'Bukkk' 'bukkk', his stomach was punched several times until his stomach started to turn red. "Arghhh, erghhh, brother, help, brother. I... I can't take it, it hurts, brother. Brother... erghhh arghhh, help brother, it hurts so much", pleaded Arif when his stomach was punched hard by the senior. However, they ignored him and continued to hit him in the stomach until Arif struggled and let go of Fakhrul's grip. Seeing the incident made Fazli and Fakhrul a little angry and Arif's hair was grabbed and pulled until his stomach and chest were exposed then, 'bukkk' 'bukkk' 'bukkk', Fazli unleashed a series of punches towards Arif's stomach and chest until he couldn't hold back and screamed pain Fakhrul kept slapping Arif's cheek many times in anger because he almost made them exposed to the hostel keeper.

"I... I'm sorry, brother please let me go. I can't take it, uhukkk uhukkk, please, brother", begged Arif who was kneeling while his body was bent and his hands were holding his stomach and chest which still felt pain. "A rude boy deserves to be ragging. So, he doesn't dare to do it anymore", said Fakhrul. When Fazli was sitting on the bed, he looked towards Arif's open closet. Then, he walked in that direction before reaching something from inside. "What are you going to do with that tie? Do you want to tie his neck? Hahaha", said Fakhrul with a joking tone, but he could already guess his friend's plan. Then, both of Arif's wrists were tied with the tie before the rope was tied to the ceiling fan, while both of his legs were tied crosswise. "Brother... brother, please. I can't take it, it hurts. Please, brother, I promise you won't do it again. Please... please let me go", begged Arif again with his breath getting faster and he was shaking with fear when he saw Fazli removed the belt from Arif's jeans. 'Shushhh' 'shushhhhhhhh' "Don't be noisy, we're not finished yet. So, for the second punishment...", replied Fazli while ordering his friend to cover Arif's mouth to keep him quiet. 'Papppppp', ni warning, one stroke of the belt hit Arif's chest so that he screamed loudly. 'Pappp' "Arghhh, it hurts, brother" 'pappp' "Arghhh erghhh it hurts" 'pappp' "Please, I can't take it. Erghhh", the sound of whipping interspersed with screams and pleas of pain from Arif broke the silence of his room. Even more, his room located on the top floor is the only occupied room, located far and somewhat isolated from the other dorm residents. 'Pappp' 'pappp' 'pappp', lash after lash was applied to Arif's chest and stomach until the area started to turn red. "Arghhhh, it hurts, brother. Please, I won't do it again", he pleaded again even though his explanation was vague, but they still ignored him. In fact, the stronger his body was caressed with his greed without stopping. Not with that, Fakhrul also started to join his friend in torturing Arif by reaching the hanger hanging on a nearby chair before, 'pappp' 'pappp' 'pappp', he also started whipping Arif's back. Even more, the more lively his body thrashed and thrashed in pain while his mouth was incessantly pleading for them not to torture again. 'Pappp' 'bukkk' 'pappp' 'pappp' 'bukkk', more and more redness and the effects of whiplash are more clearly visible on his stomach, chest and back. After nearly half an hour of being severely punished, Fazli who was tired stopped whipping Arif and sat down to rest on his bed while Fakhrul continued to enjoy whipping Arif's body for a few minutes before he also stopped to rest for a while near Arif. "Hahaha, what's the matter with your cock being so small? It is not even satisfied when holding it, no wonder no one want you. Small cock, small body, even the little boys are more solid than you, hahaha", said Fakhrul with his sarcastic tone while his left hand was busy stroking and grasping the bulge of the Arif's cock and the balls behind the underwear.

"Fakhrulll, don't you ever try to do anything. Don't let the previous case happen again, we people are tired of helping you again", said Fazli who was sipping water when he saw Fakhrul's hands starting to grope Arif's body which had been wet with the flowing sweat. "Ish, you don't have to bring up that thing. Don't worry, I didn't do that anymore", replied his friend and he stopped groping Arif. He look at imhis watch and Fazli started to stand up again and approached Arif who was hanging weakly in the middle of the room. "I understand that you can't hold back that feeling, but there is another way to release it. So, for the final punishment for our junior  tonight...", said Fazli while the belt he was holding deliberately played with the bulge in his crotch. His friend who saw that could already guess the next torture until a cynical smile was etched on his lips. Then, he took off the underwear that Arif was still wearing until he was naked and his small, black, saggy cock could be seen with both of his balls drooping down. "Wh... what do you want to do to me? Please, I can't take it", pleaded Arif and as usual, they just laughed at him before Fazli who was holding the belt walked behind Arif's body, while his friend stood in front of him. 'Pappp', a lick swung right on Arif's ass, making him startle and start shivering in pain. Not with that, 'dukkk', his friend started kicking his crotch a few seconds after his ass was whipped. "Arghhhhhh, it hurts. It hurts, brother. Arghhh erghhh", shouted Arif as his body thrashed with pleasure. 'Pappp' 'dukkk' 'pappp' 'dukkk', Fazli whipped his ass again followed by a direct kick to Arif's cock and balls several times making him feel a mixture of pain and hurt that he felt repeatedly. 'Pappp' 'dukkk' "Arghhh" 'papppppp' 'dukkkkkk' "Erghhhhhh, it hurts" 'pappppppppp' 'dukkkkkkkkk' "Arghhhhhhhhh, pl... please, brother. I can't take it, erghhh", Arif's screams of pain interspersed with the whipping and kicking torture he received filled his room without stopping. Arif's slightly dark body began to be filled with redness and a little blue bruise, not to mention the clearly visible whiplash marks. Perhaps because it was already a little boring, Fakhrul started looking for new ideas to enjoy the punishment session he was interested in, then the clothespins made of wood in the transparent container caught his attention. While Fazli was busy whipping Arif's reddened ass, Fakhrul reached the container, then he weakly pinched both of Arif's nipples before he pinched them with that. "Arghhh erghhh, it... hurts, brother", Arif struggled as his nipples, which were still sore from the whipping earlier, were pinched with the wooden clothspins. In fact, Fakhrul enjoyed seeing Arif's flailing body even more before he added more pinches to his nipples. From the nipples, he began pinching the stomach and navel, even his armpits were not spared from being the victim of Fakhrul's pinch. With the unfortunate clothspin still left, he began to pin Arif's dickhead before his scrotum was pulled and then pinched with several tongs, making Arif scream in pain and thrash again.

'Pappp' 'dukkk' 'pappp' 'dukkkk', for almost an hour his body was tortured and punished endlessly, but still there were no signs for them to stop. Arif's ass, which was already a little blue with bruises, was still receiving torture from Fazli's belt, while his friend kicked Arif's crotch repeatedly until the clothspins were pulled off from his balls and cock. The pain was unbearable, but Arif could no longer struggle because he had no strength to fight them and surrendered to the punishment he received. Seeing him hanging weakly, Fakhrul also pulled the pincers on his stomach and chest but there were no signs of pain. Finally, he held the two clamps that were still clamped on Arif's nipples and then he began to twist them 180 degrees before he pulled them until they were both detached from Arif's nipples. "This boy has passed out, I think. He didn't struggle at all", said Fakhrul to his friend. Fazli stopped torturing him and checked Arif's condition and found that he was weak as his friend said. Then, the bonds on his body were released so that Arif fell on the floor. When Fazli had already walked out of the room, Fakhrul approached Arif while feeling his chest, stomach and cock and said, "A body like this is good, it's good to be "served". Luckily I'm still okay, otherwise, you goona say goodbye to your virginity, hahaha". "Fakhrul! Let's go", directed Fazli who saw what his friend was doing, then he released Arif before closing the door, leaving his body lying weakly there. With the remaining strength, Arif reached his bed and tried to get up until his body was on the bed. With the pain and tiredness he experienced at that time made him fall asleep without realizing it. The alarm on his phone woke Arif from his sleep. 'Knock' 'knock' 'knock', "Arif, are you awake yet?", the knocks and his friend's voice woke Arif from his slumber. With his body still in pain, he got up and put his shirt and pants back on before opening the door to his room. "Arif, why didn't you come last night? We're waiting for you, you didn't even pick up your phone", asked Faris and he noticed that his friend was a little difficult to sit on the bed. "Eh, Faris. I'm sorry about last night, I fell asleep early anyway. Maybe because I was very tired last night", replied Arif while holding his stomach. "Are you okay? It's seem so painful", said Faris and then he held the back of his friend's body, making Arif moan a little in pain. Without wasting time, Faris lifted the bottom of Arif's shirt up and he was surprised to see the back of his body and stomach filled with traces of bruises and redness. "Wh... who are doing this?", Faris asked who was still surprised. "No... it's nothing, don't worry", replied Arif who tried to smile at him. "You... you lie down first, let me help you apply the medicine", Faris directed with a sad tone mixed with anger as he opened the shirt worn by Arif and helped him lie down. "You make my friend suffer, such a fucking bastard. Bastard!!!", Faris whispered in his heart.

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