Forced to marry Mr. Billoners
Pain

“No, Damara.”

Damara heard clearly Jerricco's voice that slightly snapped at him, ‘I won't give up just like that.’ She wiped her tears, “I want to know, what exactly is it that you never tempted me?”

Jerricco closed his eyes, but Damara did not understand that Jerricco did not want to hurt his wife again.

Damara rose from his bed, now he sat facing Jerricco who was still laying down with his eyes closed. “See me sir,” pinta Damara with pleading tone.

Jerricco opened his eyes he looked at Damara who was now looking at him, he pulled Damara's hand and then kissed Dara's back. “We sleep, I'm tired.”

Damara smiled bitterly, this time he received another outright rejection from Jerricco. “Am I worthless to you, sir? don't we want to start everything. How can I make you fall in love if you still hide something from me,” Damara said firmly.

“You already know the reason, Mira.”

Hearing that name again somehow Damara's emotions continued, she took off her nightshirt violently and threw it in any direction. “Is my body so bad that you have no taste for me?”

Damara did not stay silent because Jerricco still did not open his voice. “What Mira's body is more seductive in your dreams, than my body.”

“Stop Damara's. You're different!” snapped Jerricco. He feels uncomfortable because Damara keeps looking for him, he doesn't like Damara comparing himself to Mira because Jerricco is trying to forget about Mira.

For the first time Damara heard Jerricco yelling at him, her tears were falling more and more. Damara was unable to stand alone with Jerricco, he got up and ran with tears that did not stop.

Damara walked towards the back he saw like an unused storage area, he did not care about the dusty place where he was sitting Damara chose to sit in the stuffy room and hugged his knees tightly.

Damara did not care about her pained legs, she just wanted to be alone her heart ached to get such treatment. He wanted to know what was wrong with him and what was wrong with his body.

Jerricco came out of the room, he entered the room on the second floor. His hands clenched firmly, his jaw hardened perfectly. His eyes focused on the photo of the woman printed large with a special frame ordered after the wishes of the owner of the photo.

“What do you want from me?” snapped Jerricco.

Jerricco's eyes look very sharp looking at the photo of Mira, he needs an answer from Mira. Looks stupid indeed but how else to talk to his ex-lover, because the woman in the frame now looks annoying.

“Do I have to follow you so that you are satisfied and do not shadow me anymore?” Jerricco didn't get any answers to the two questions he asked, “Aaaarg.” His hands clenched tightly Jerricco hit Mira's picture frame.

The photo fell to the floor with broken glass scattered, Jerricco's hand still clenched his knuckles spitting fresh blood from his punch.

Jerricco is fed up with his life in Mira's shadow, even for the last time Damara cries because the woman who is clearly gone from the world.

Jerricco closed his eyes, trying to calm his anger. But the image of Damara crying twisted in his head, Jerricco opened his eyes again and looked at the photo of Mira who was destroyed by his punch with a sad face that Jerricco showed.

“You shouldn't have blocked me from that sword if you can't let me go with another woman, I'd rather die,” Jerricco said.

He was tired of all the problems in his life, no sense of happiness would come to him. Jerricco felt the world was unfair to him, he had to let his parents go for good.

He used to feel lucky to still have Mira as his life spirit, after Mira left only one reason he remained alive, his sister Stella. Jerricco must ensure the happiness of his sister, now Stella is happy with her husband. Why God has not yet given happiness to him, Jerricco also wants to feel love and happiness as before.

He wants a woman who will accompany him until his old age, ‘What's wrong if I hope Damara will accompany my old day?’

“God give happiness to my marriage, I want to be happy with him,” Jerricco prayer sincerely, along with one tear drop that slid from his eyelids.