I HATE (Love) U
The Black-robed Man

Has a very beautiful face, a body that many women dream of, abundant wealth, harmonious families, and also intelligence.

Loved, loved, and coveted by many.

He is the center of attention. Wherever he was, he would always be the most sparkling. All eyes will always be on him.

A very perfect life.

Sounds like an impossibility, but the woman named Itta got such a perfect life.

Laquitta Grizelle is a girl with brown hair and beautiful eyes. Women are nicknamed prima donna and coveted by men.

"Itta!!"

The scream echoed in a large white room. The owner of the name looked. Her hair swayed for a few moments as she turned her head.

"It's in the hotel. Don't yell, Luisa, "remember Itta. The person walking beside him scratched his nape not itchy.

"sorry. Next time I won't be like that anymore."

"By the way, what did you call me? It seems like something important."

"none. I just called you out on a whim."

Itta squinted her lazy eyes.

"Haboo," she sneered. Luisa displayed her distinctive grin.

"Oh, yeah, how many nights are we staying here?" ask Luisa.

"Just one night."

Luisa's steps suddenly stopped. It was realized by Itta. Then, he stopped and looked at Tanya.

"Isn't that too little?" asked Luisa hesitated.

"Why indeed?"

Luisa played her fingers, her face looking down at the clean white floor without the slightest dust. Whoever saw it, that person must have realized there was something strange about Luisa.

"We both won the debate. Your family must be proud!" Itta smiled confidently. He patted Luisa on the shoulder, giving support through physical touch.

"What if it doesn't? I don't have a family that's always supported me like your family, Itta." Luisa smiled wryly. "I envy you. You have a perfect life, it feels so unfair."

Itta was silent for a moment. After that, he showed his smile. "Nobody is perfect, everybody knows that.

"You're right."

"All right, let's go. I heard there's a lovely little garden in this hotel, you want to go there?"

Luisa nodded enthusiastically. They also walked in search of a small park while surrounding this famous hotel.

Speaking of the debate competition, actually Itta and Luisa have just arrived in their home countries after winning the debate competition in other countries.

Due to the distance between his home and the airport, Itta and Luisa chose to rest at a nearby hotel for one night.

"Is Miss Lie home yet?" Luisa asked after the two of them managed to find a small garden.

"of course. Miss Lie is gone from yesterday."

"If only Miss Lie had no sudden interest, we could have celebrated our victory tonight."

"Why not? Without Miss Lie, we can still celebrate."

"Can?"

"of course. Even though Miss Lie is our guide, we can celebrate victory without her. Anyway, we can celebrate with Miss Lie later."

Luisa nodded in agreement.

"Well, tonight we have to have a drink!" excitedly.

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Itta enveloped Luisa's body until it reached the chest. Luisa had too much to drink tonight to make Itta a hassle.

Itta intended to return to her room, but somehow she felt that something was strange.

It was like something was hiding nearby.

Then, as quickly as possible Itta grabbed the knife located not far from where he was. Encompassed by curiosity and alertness, Itta moved according to his instincts.

The 22-year-old woman was snuggling. He unwittingly walked into the small garden that he and Luisa visited this afternoon.

The noise from the front made Itta spontaneously hide in the garden chair. It sharpens his hearing and vision. The knife in his hand was tightly held, alert that someone might suddenly attack him.

His eyes widened when he saw a black-robed man running limping with blood pouring from his body.

Not so long ago, there appeared some people who were wearing black suits. They all ran looking for the black-robed man earlier.

Out of nowhere, Itta ran after. Just as the black-robed man was hiding in the tree, Itta realized something.

"Wait, a trace of his blood is visible, it will definitely be discovered," he murmured.

He immediately ran over to the pursuers intending to block. The right hand holding the knife intentionally scratched his left hand hoping to trick them.

"Ah, sorry. I accidentally bumped into." The words full of lies, Itta throws without hesitation.

In fact, he boldly stared at the group of roaring men wearing black suits.

"It's okay, next time be careful" said one of them.

"Thank you."

"We're looking again!" tell the man in black to his comrades. Apparently, he is the chairman.

"Search what?" ask Itta immediately before they all leave.

"It's none of your business."

"But maybe I can help you if you tell me."

The man seemed to think for a moment, then he nodded his head.

"I'm sorry, sir, if that's why I didn't see it." Itta lied again.

"Oh, so."

"Master! There's blood!" The words of one of them took all the attention.

"really?" ask The Master.

"Iy—"

"That's my blood!" itta said, deliberately cutting off the conversation between the Master and his men.

Itta raised his left hand. The blood pouring from there managed to convince the men in black.

"It seems like it's not here. We'll look elsewhere!"

Itta breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was now night time so their eyesight was limited. They don't realize there's any other blood on Itta's back.

After they left, Itta turned around and approached the cloaked man's hideout. However, Itta did not find him again. The man disappeared somewhere.

"He's gone, yes" he murmured.

Itta turned her back around to go to her room. Someone suddenly confronted Itta. He cornered Itta to the tree, then both of his big hands supported the woman.

His breath sounded irregular. The wounds on his abdomen, temples, and hands were clearly visible with blood still pouring out.

"Don't try to tell them or you'll die!" threaten the black-robed man. The tone is cold and sharp. Even in such a terrible condition, he was able to suppress his opponent through words.

However, Itta did not care about the threat. His mind was focused on the blood-filled hands of the black-robed man.

"It must be treated immediately." Itta's hand raised touched his wound. The man brushed aside rudely.

"Look! I'm not messing with what I say!"

"I won't tell them. You take it easy."

"Oh, huh?"

"Trust. I know one way out of here. I accidentally found it this afternoon. You can go down that secret path."

"Disclosure roads?"

Itta nodded. With Luisa, Itta accidentally discovered this. His and Luisa's pity can help others.

"Before you leave, we'll have to treat your wounds first."

Again Itta was brushed aside violently by him. The man's eyes looked sharp, eyes that seemed to radiate the beauty of the night illuminated by the moonlight.

The black mask and long robe made Itta unable to know her face. Just his eyes alone might be the hallmark of that man.

"Just tell me where the secret passage is?!" his jolt.

"You need to be treated first."

The man was upset. "I can be found out if you're rambling like this!"

"You take it easy, it won't be long."

Itta tore off the bottom of the snow-white nightgown that was currently in use.

"Open your robe" Itta ordered.

"Do you want what?"

"I'm going to treat the wound on your stomach."

"Not to."

"It could be an infection!"

"Say no!"

Itta sighed. It felt like today Itta was sighing too often because of Luisa and this man.

"alright. But the wound on your hand must be treated. If these hands are treated, then you can hold a weapon if you meet them later."

"I'm bil—"

"Shut up!"

Now the man is silent. Perhaps surprised because Itta dared to snap at him. Itta doesn't care, she just wants to help others while she can.

"Your hand is bleeding" said the man, as Itta was treating the wound on his hand. Itta looked into his eyes for a moment, then returned to his activities. Treat with full softness.

"It's okay. It's hurt because I scratched it myself."

"Why?"

"To help you. If it wasn't like this, I wouldn't be able to trick the men in suits."

Stupefied. The unidentified man stared in disbelief. "You're hurt to help me? On what basis?"

"Whatchu mean? Was I wrong to help someone just like that?"

Surprise was growing on his face.

A thin grin appeared on his lips that was covered by a black mask.

Itta's hand that was treating, was suddenly grasped. The man opened the mask. Unexpectedly he licked the blood on Itta's hand, creating a goosebumping sensation.

His face he thrust towards Itta, thinning the distance between them until their noses clashed against each other.

Unconsciously Itta held her breath. The eyes that exuded beauty that night managed to steal his focus.

"Show me the way" said the man. Calm, but able to make his opponent obey his will unconsciously.

"Near the tree was a hole covered in bushes. The hole is quite big. Looks like it was created as a way of emergency in case something happens."

The man nodded. Itta's face he rubbed slowly until it reached his natural red lips. The sermon appeared again.

"When we meet again, I make sure you'll be mine" he said, leaving Itta to his surprise.