The Essence Of The Darkness
Episode 107: Closer

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Hello, beautiful ladies

this is part 2 of the 6 episodes that should have been uploaded this week.

Forgive late yes, the author is sick with flu again because it is less able to take care of himself so easy to catch. As a result, the brain cannot think.

The new conditions were a bit harsh on Thursday. Thursday try to get one part. Today, Friday try to make another one turns out to be even though it is hard and (rich ) all a lot of typo. Sorry yes, please.

Hopefully the remaining 4 episodes can be pursued by all authors in full on this Friday and Saturday. Target a week 6 parts, if still not feeling well yes less, if the author is healthy easily2an can be more. If not strong, ntar in crazy update next week, ahahahaha

Regards - AY

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Elana gritted her teeth irritated. This man in front of him was truly arrogant. In a fever alone he can act annoying. If only this man wasn't sick...

Elana calmed herself down, trying to be patient in front of Akram.

"alright. But drink your medicine" he said with emphasis on every word he said.

Seringai Akram wider.

"You promised" he said, giving an ultimatum. The man then grabbed the medicinal tablets from Elana's palm and took them quickly. After that, while saying a short goodbye, Elana put all the food and drink containers on the tray and took it out to wash.

A little while later, she returned to Akam's room after clearing things up. His steps froze and stunned beside Akram's bed and saw the scenery plastered in front of him.

The man had taken off his shirt, and somehow with the condition of his clothes behind the blanket that was currently encircling his waist, Elana did not even dare to imagine it.

"What are you doing?" Elana was confused to see Akram's attitude. Is this guy not cold? People who have a fever do have to wear thin and loose clothes to keep the body temperature does not rise continuously because of the heat, but that does not mean you have to undress too, right?

Akram grinned, seemingly enjoying Elana's confusion before the man opened his arms as if asking for a hug.

"I heard what Nathan's doctor said in my semi-conscious state. Skin to skin is the best way to lower my temperature, right?" Akram smiled insolently. "That's my requirement. Wait especially? Take off your clothes, get on the bed and hug me."

Because of the shock so real hit him, Elana was stuck in place and could not hold her mouth open. His eyes retrace Akram's figure, trying to figure out if the high fever made the man lose his sanity.

Akram himself was still with an innocent attitude that could, his hands outstretched, while next to his eyebrows raised, waiting with an impatient attitude that was deliberately shown.

"Are you sick? Why would you ask something like that?" asked Elana with a thick denouncing tone.

Akram chuckled, looking at Elana as if mocking.

"What's inside your little head, Elana? What am I asking for? I just want you to help me get my temperature down, "with a deliberate attitude, Akram touched his head. "Okay,” he said half groaned.

All the barriers that limited Elana's legs to move were destroyed. He immediately stepped sitting beside the bed, touching Akram's arm with real anxiety.

"Acram? Your head hurts?" there was a faint smile on Akram's lips, so faint that even Elana who was currently very close to him would not be able to trace his footsteps.

He loved to see Elana worry about him. If you recall, it seems like he has managed to put himself into something meaningful in Elana's soul. Otherwise, this woman wouldn't be as sweet as seeing herself in pain, would she?

When compared to ancient times, when Akram knew clearly that Elana was more praying Akram wretched so that he could free him, then the development of their relationship can be said to have advanced very rapidly.

"My head hurts a little bit" Akram let go of his hand holding his forehead, raising his gaze so he could look directly into Elana's eyes. There was no lie in his sentence, because at this second, his head did indeed feel like it was being beaten with a hammer that was stomping mercilessly.

"Maybe it's because my body temperature is very hot right now," Akram furrowed his brows and let out a long sigh. He looked back at Elana with a sharp look full of meaning. "If you're not interested in keeping your terms promised, I think I'll just go to bed." With a deliberate stiff movement, Akram laid his body, then was about to move to sleep on Elana's back.

At once, filled with guilt, Elana's hand moved to touch Akram's arm and hold him.

“Akram...," Eana whispered hesitantly and swallowed her saliva.Absolutely unaware that Akram was hiding her winning smile for successfully putting Elana in the exact situation she wanted.

“You can rest Elana, I'll sleep too." Akram answered back, deliberately implying a stiff tone in his voice.

Elana gulped, filled with doubt as she looked at Akram's back which this time moved behind her. For some reason in his eyes now, Akram looks like a child who is sulking because he did not get the toy he asked for. Once again Elana let out a long sigh, then she moved up onto the bed.

Doubt still filled her as her eyes looked at Akram's completely unmoving back, as if the man had chosen to be silent and let Elana take the initiative.

Elanapun also lying on his side behind Akram, close tightly until his body can immediately feel the heat piercing on the surface of the naked skin Akram. The more her body was tightened when she felt no rejection at all from Akram, and her hand moved, slipping under Akram's arm and anchored in the chest of the man who was as hot as his back.

Akram did not refuse him at all, the man sighed a little, then turned his head towards Elana.

"Does this mean you're gonna hug me?" ask her in a demanding tone.

Elana pursed her lips. Justjust wonderful. An Akram Night who was very strong and feared by everyone, turned out to drastically turn one hundred and eighty degrees into an extraordinarily spoiled boy when he was sick.

"Yes. I'm gonna hug you. Are you happy?" sahut Elana fast.

Akram chuckled, then with a single swivel, the man flipped his body efficiently and directly placed Elana in a embrace in his chest.

"Of course I'm happy," Akram tightened his embrace until Elana's body sank deep, clinging to his arms. "You feel cool and pleasant" he whispered, closing his eyes.

Elana raised her head, then rubbed her cheeks on the surface of Akram's bare breastplate.

"You're hot, Akram. Wouldn't it be better if I compressed you again..."

"Shh... shut up, there's nothing better than this, hugging you here... didn't Nathan say that the skin to skin method was the most effective?" tanya's a little seductive.

Elana pursed her lips again. "Well, I'll hold you for a while. If your fever doesn't go down, I'll compress you and make you take the medicine down the heat."

"My fever will come down, soon." Akram's hand moved down the shoulder part of Elana's nightgown. "If you take off your clothes and apply the real skin to skin method to me." continued flirting.

"Acram!" Elana exclaimed a warning, while one hand moved to keep her dress in place. "You have a high fever..."

"Elana, it seems you misjudged me," Akram interrupted in a confident voice. "I'm not trying to make love to you, I'm just following Nathan's advice. He said that skin to skin is a method of lowering fever by attaching normal human skin to the skin of a feverish human. If you're still wearing your clothes, how do we apply that method correctly?' jemari Akram took down Elana's clothes again, this time without a fight. "Open your shirt, huh?"

Elana frowned, holding back the urge to pinch Akram who was currently so powerful. Holy hooch! This man was sick, but somehow his innocence sounded so thick as he asked Elana to take off her clothes.

Or do not...is not Akram who has a dirty mind in his head... but Elana? Do not-don't Akram was only intent on lowering his body temperature in the most effective way, while Elana even thought of the no-no in her head?

"But not to let go of the clothes," Elana firmly gave the condition to Akram.

Akram chuckled, but in fact the man chose not to impose his will. He pecked at Elana's soft forehead, then hugged Elana tightly, drowning the woman into her smoldering body.

"You're being shy as if you forgot that there's no part of your body that hasn't been bowed. "Do you know that it's torturing me?" his erang withstood the torment.

The man sighed many times, and Elana could even hear his irregular heartbeat. A long time later, Akram was finally able to control himself, looking down at Elana and putting on a smile. "I will hold myself back with all my might. So, tonight, we're just going to sleep" he said in a tone full of irony, as if he was mengultimatum himself.

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No, not to sleep or to seduce. The woman was indeed wearing a seductive-looking black lingerine, but she spent her time in bed alone. Sitting cross-legged there, and ironically accompanied only by a black laptop that was burning.

Maya sat in front of her computer and frowned deeply. His eyes were still fixed on the data on his computer screen.

Curious and driven by jealousy, he tries to find out about Xavier's assistant, who disturbs the sight of the eye. Earlier, he had seen the full name of Elana written on the employee card attached like a pin on the man's chest. It says, Elana Layl.

Tonight, after taking a hot bath and relaxing in her room, Iseng, she entered the name Elana Layl into the search engine to get more information about the woman.

Because, who wouldn't wonder how a woman who seemed mediocre, could become the assistant of a genius Xavier Light?

Unfortunately, nothing was found from the search engine findings in front of him. There are several people of the same name, but when Maya traces further, that person is not Elana. In fact, from the search for images that he did, there was absolutely no photo of Elana there.

How quaint. In this modern age, everyone must have social media or accounts in other online platforms related to their full name. But the data on Elana Layl has absolutely no trace on the internet.

As if... Elana Layl is really a new name that has not been touched by any search engine traces at all.

Maya watches her laptop screen and her forehead creases deeper. Craden has warned him not to act beyond his capacity at Akram Night's company. But, somehow the thick suspicion even filled Maya's soul, the suspicion of a disturbing secret, making her nape itchy because she could not solve it.

How could a human being have no digital footprint at all in this modern world?

It is said that in order to win a fight, we must recognize our enemies. But, for now, there is no clue whatsoever for Maya to get any further information about Elana.

Yes, Maya did already consider Elana as an enemy of the bully that must be removed. So, even though her steps are currently held back by the absence of information, Maya will not give up easily.

The woman's bad ulcers will be found, so she can get Elana removed and not have a chance to appear and disturb the view of her eyes again.

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"Mother...,"

Elana frowned when she heard a raucous moaning sound close to her ears. He finally opened his eyes, woke up slowly and moved from his deep deep sleep.

It took a moment for his brain to understand the situation, until he finally remembered everything. With a swift, Elana rose from her sleep and moved to a sitting position on the bed, while her eyes looked straight at Akram.

The man was still closed, but his expression looked tormented with furrowed brows and open lips let out a groan.

"Mother...,"

Once again the groan was heard, this time it managed to be quite clearly digested by Elana's ears that had been fully conscious. Elana immediately moved her hand to cupper Akram's forehead and she tiptoed when she felt the hot surface of Akram's skin burning.

Though when they slept while hugging earlier, Akram's body temperature eventually decreased and made the man can fall asleep calmly, providing extraordinary relief to Elana so soon, before long, the man could fall asleep, he falls asleep with Akram.

But why is the man having a fever again? And Akram looked delirious in his sleep, as if the high heat had made him fumble.... Akram calls his mother, is Akram dreaming about his mother?

At that moment, Elana realized that she still did not know Akram deeply. The man mentioned his mother several times when discussing his past with Xavier, or when giving her an engagement ring. However, Akram never explained the form of his relationship with his mother, what he felt for his mother, and how deep the emotional bond between them as a mother and child was.

The only emotion-filled attitude Akram expressed with glittering eyes and an expression enduring the pain of that time, was, it is when Akram talks to Xavier about how Xavier has snatched away all of his mother's affection and attention due to Xavier's shattered condition after his abduction that makes him an indirect replacement for Akram, his mother had been wracked with such great guilt that she finally sacrificed her own son to devote all her attention to Akram, for the sake of penance.

Is that why I call her mother now? When he has a fever and is sick?

Suddenly, in the mind of Elana immediately imagined the figure of a small child who was curled up in a loud gig in the middle of a high fever, with the servants pacing to take care of it, he said, but there is no mother to hug and devote her attention there.

Pity instantly flooded Elana's soul, making her chest feel full, suppressing her breathing path until Elana had to breathe in a deep air to wash her lungs and neutralize her breath that was starting to feel tight.

Elana immediately jumped out of bed and grabbed the digital thermometer she had prepared on the bedside nightstand. When checking the temperature of Akram, his forehead immediately wrinkled when he saw the temperature had reached 39.5 degrees.

Doctor Nathan said that if the temperature has reached that number, then it takes the help of drugs to lower it, because the temperature is too high can be very dangerous, can cause seizures or at worst there is shock in the brain

Elana hurriedly prepared the medicine and brought a glass of water to Akram. He sat back beside the bed and gently shook the man's shoulder to pull his consciousness to the surface.

"Akram, you have to take your medicine" Elana whispered softly in a desperate tone as the man did not wake up. The rubbing of Akram's face for a moment, as if wanting to absorb the heat from Akram's body.

Luckily his touch finally managed to wake the man up. Akram's eyes blinked, a few seconds filled with emptiness as if his consciousness had not returned completely.

"Kram, your fever is so high, you have to take your medicine..." Elana closed her lips, whispering in Akram's ear to attract the man's attention.

Akram turned his head towards Elana, and this time his consciousness seemed to have returned. The man nodded, then tried to raise his body to move to a sitting position so he could take his medicine.

Elana knelt on the bed, so that her position was higher than Akram, supported by Akram's back from behind to make her sit. Akram's body was a little slow, so Elana had to use all her energy to support the man to stay seated. Luckily Elana finally succeeded, making Akram in a position to sit half-asleep on the bed. Akram's slightly sagging position made it easy to lean his head against Elana's chest, take a deep breath, then start to shut down again.

Elana shook Akram's shoulder slightly, this time her tone was a little demanding, while her other hand grabbed the medicinal tablet and clasped it in Akram nan lunglai's hand.

"Don't sleep first, Akram, take your medicine first," gently whispered Elana, then thrust the glass of water she carried to Akram's lips.

Akram complied and put the tablet into his mouth, then received the minun water pushed by Elana from the glass of water attached to his lips.

After that, Elana put her glass back Both her arms move to hug Akram's head, rubbing her gently until she felt Akram's body back down until fully leaning into Elana's body.

The atmosphere of the room was back in silence, only Akram's regular roar of breath was what sounded slowly filling the room. Elana closed her eyes, and somehow felt great comfort.

Elana finally closed her eyes, fully aware that her heart was so worried about Akram that she wanted him to be okay and always happy.

When Elana finally sank into a deep slumber with Akram, there was an unanswered question hanging in the air, circling in despair while shouting repeated questions to the point of getting lost and unable to find the answer.

*Has he.... fallen in love with Akram?

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Hello, beautiful ladies

this is part 2 of the 6 episodes that will be uploaded this week.

Forgive late yes, the author is sick with flu again because it is less able to take care of himself so easy to catch. As a result, the brain cannot think.

The new conditions were a bit harsh on Thursday. Thursday try to get one part. Today, Friday try to make another one turns out to be even though it is hard and (rich ) all a lot of typo. Sorry yes, please.

Hopefully the remaining 4 episodes can be pursued by all authors in full on this Friday and Saturday. Target a week 6 parts, if still not feeling well yes less, if the author is healthy easily2an can be more. If not strong, ntar in crazy update next week, ahahahaha

Regards - AY

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