Please, Love Me Husband
Chapters 97. Crying out

"You'll love it later. Okay." Okay."

Brother Daniel lightly said that to me. I was upset, angry mixed with fear. Where should I take cover? Who will save me from the men who are near me now?

Oh he really wants. His burly hands he put in my t-shirt. At first it was one and then two. Hugging from behind. The longer the hand goes up to my back.

The two original mounds were still and still small it was almost touched by his sturdy hands.

"Don't be afraid" he whispered again in my ear. "You like it, don't you? So hush!"

He bullied me. It makes you more afraid. My Roman fur even bristles. In my heart I thought this teacher was out of his mind.Not worth respecting and cherishing.

I can't take it anymore. I'm already so pissed off. I'm not strong anymore. This is not true. I need to find a way to get away from this guy. That's how I'm determined in my heart.

With strong intentions, I stood up. In order to escape from the confines of the immature man who is not sane. Butwhat? He pulled my hand out loud. Pushed my shoulders so hard that I fell down, sitting on his lap.

"Take me off!" finally snapped. I mustered my courage to fight that man. It is no longer the time for me to defend myself in honor. No, he doesn't deserve my respect.

I tried to get back out of it. I pulled his hand out of my body and I patted it with all my might. I don't know where the power I got to escape the clutches of that lecherous man.

"What do you mean?" my hardik with a thunderous voice. I was angry at that moment. Very angry with the man and very angry with myself.

Why didn't I avoid it from the beginning? Why do I need to be touched? Why didn't my body immediately brush off his burly hands? Had I done all that, maybe he wouldn't have gotten my body. But did I know she meant that? Can I read the situation of him wanting to desire like that?

Ah already. There's no point in regretting all that. I want to get out of there and report to my teachers or to the head of the foundation.

I threw the thick braille reading book at the man. The man who was still trying to chase me. I could clearly hear the sound of the chair being pushed. That means, he shifted the chair so he could get out.

I ran towards the door in my panic. I thought I was screaming for help, but baby no one's listening. The room was not far from the dormitory. It's in the back.

I felt the door with trembling hands. My tears were still flowing until it made my eyes blurry so that my view was increasingly unclear. Already initially can not see the distance of three meters, now even less. I had to use feelings to reach that exit.

I forgot that there was a barrier at the door. It is about 30 cm tall. And I fell, tripped by that barrier. Spontaneously I screamed back.

With all my strength I tried to get up. But before I stood up, I heard footsteps coming from behind me. The voice was getting clearer. Getting closer to me.

I try to stand firm. Gather my courage and my strength. I should be able to get away from this guy. I have to be strong. I should be able to ask people to get out of the trap.

I held firmly to the door. Hurry up and I'm out that door. And succeed. I'm relieved. But his hand pulled the shirt I was wearing.

"Let go!" my hardik. I don't care anymore about what you call manners now. What I care most about is getting out of his grasp.

"Is this the name of a teacher? Do you deserve to be called a teacher?" I asked with sarcasm.

"Your behavior is exactly like an animal. Not worth calling a teacher. You don't deserve that status. Did you harass me, your own student? Where are all the lectures you often give every afternoon? Where's?"

I vent all my anger on him. Yeah, I have to fight it. Let him think how. Just let me get kicked out of the afternoon tutoring.

"We are blind, but we are not stupid. I'm the only one left of sight you can do like this? What about my friends who are totally blind? Huh huh? How's it?" sarcasm is sharp.

"People! Holy hush! Dare to talk, but your behavior doesn't match your talk. I'm sick! I'm disgusted! I hope this is our last meeting. I quit my tutoring activities this afternoon!"

I closed the door firmly. I locked him up in that class. Then I ran as fast as I could to get back to my room.

Along the way I cried. My heart was still arguing loudly, cold sweat soaked my body. Even my body is still shaking in fear. Until I finally got to my room.

"Sa, what's wrong with you?"

Mira, who was still hoarsely asked me. He approached me who was still crying. He led me to his bed. Sit me there.

"Sa, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Who made you cry?"

He asked about me. The straight question.

But I'm still crying. I don't know why that's all I can do now. My mouth is locked for speech. It's so hard to feel. My chest tightened, I was not satisfied to cry.

Although Mira doesn't know anything now, she patiently rubbed my back. Bring me into his arms. Hugged me with pity.

"Cry until you are satisfied" he said gently. His hand rubbed my still-bound aura. But it's messy now.

"Later when it's calm, the same story I am," he said sincerely.