The Essence Of The Darkness
Episode 62: Retracing the Past

"Wake,"

Akram could not resist the temptation to sneak back under the covers, hug Elana's body from behind, and give her a gentle kiss there.

The day was already bright and the sunlight had rolled its bright light through the large window glass whose curtains had been opened by Akram before. When there was no reaction from Elana, Akram's body moved to embrace Elana more tightly, deliberately disturbing the woman to wake up from her deep sleep.

The second time, Akram's embrace broke through Elana's dreamland. For a moment the woman wriggled, slightly issuing a protest moan as it was forcefully awakened from her mind. However, she opened her eyes and was immediately shocked when she realized that Akram was hugging her from behind in a seductive manner.

Unlike Elana who was tangled because she had just woken up, Akram was already bathing and fresh, with wet hair and a moist skin surface peeking from the white bathrobe she was wearing. The smell of the masculine aftershave mixed soap immediately filled Elana's sense of smell due to their closeness, making her feel intimidated and want to stay away.

Last night, after the two of them had taken a bath together, Akram completely fulfilled his promise not to impose his will on Elana. The man helped to dry Elana's hair, then lent her one of her sleeping pajamas to be worn by Elana, before casually taking her inside the thick blanket that wrapped them both, before casually inviting her into the thick blanket, just to sleep hugging in a warm deep.

"Take me off," Elana muttered awkwardly as she tried to release Akram's arm encircling her body. He was getting ready to wriggle even harder if Akram would not listen to him.

But apparently what he was thinking didn't happen. The events yesterday really made Akram behave restraint.

Instantly Akram let go of his grip, showing absolutely no intention of holding Elana against his will. The man stepped up from the bed and glanced at the large table full of delicious breakfast menus he had ordered since.

"Bring, then have breakfast before the dish is cold. After that I will take you somewhere," Akram said in a soft mysterious tone, but of course implied an arrogant tone there that was indisputable even though reluctant, inevitably Elana got up and moved according to Akram's orders.

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Along the way, Elana held herself back from asking even though her heart was overwhelmed with overwhelming curiosity. This afternoon, Akram chooses to drive his own car without a driver and asks Elana to sit next to him as they embark on a journey towards a mysterious place that Akram still hides. The car they drive today is not the flashy type of sports car that Akram used when the accident that hit him with Elana happened, it is a type of mercedes benz that is quite comfortable, it is quite comfortable, shiny jet black color combined with dark glass.

Akram drives his car leisurely, traveling through the freeway in the middle of the city, then out in the buffer city area before then passing through a more deserted path and leading to a green suburban with a rural feel that is very contrary to the hustle and bustle of modern city centers.

They hardly talked all the way. Akram chose to focus on driving, while Elana put the two fingers together in her lap and turned to the outside window, trying to ignore the presence of Akram next to her.

Although their relationship had already seemed calmer and peaceful since last night, deep in Elana's heart, she still could not forgive Akram. The treatment of the man who was rude and demeaning when angry, and likened him like a prostitute, really incised a deep wound in the heart of Elana who until now could not be healed properly.

Everyone may think of her as a foolish woman who cannot take advantage of the situation when clearly the rich tycoon Akram Night pays more attention to her in a non-playful manner. Other women may take this opportunity to get as much out of Akram's generosity, or even they can't keep their hearts up so easily fall into the seduction and seduction of Akram.

But Elana is different. Raised a kara without parents and family, Elana who felt she had nothing, realizing that the only thing she must keep in order to be appreciated by people is to maintain her integrity and self-respect as a woman. Two things that Akram has torn with his arrogant attitude and cruel press.

If that was the case....how could Elana forgive Akram so easily?

The car they were driving in suddenly slowed down, making Elana stirred from her daydream and turned her head away from the view of the outside window, then turned her head towards Akram.

The man was still looking straight ahead, parking his car in a shady inconspicuous place protected by a large shading tree.

As Akram shows no signs of getting her out of the car, Elana's heart beats again, wracked by a disturbing fear. Yesterday, when the man held her in the car, Akram turned out to give a surprise that ended in an abusive act of hurt.

This time, will Akram give her another surprise?

As Elana looked at Akram in wonder and filled with horror, the man suddenly turned his head and looked towards Elana. His sharp eyes instantly found a glint of fear in Elana's eyes and his lips instantly thinned from it. Akram seemed to try to master himself before then successfully issuing a notification sentence in a flat tone.

"You see that green house?" Akram shows a beautiful house filled with trees and vines whose tendrils cover an iron fence in his yard. "It was a maternity clinic run by a midwife," Akram's eyes sharpened as he scanned Elana's reaction carefully. "That house is where you were born" he continued.

The last sentence that Akram said to him seemed to hit Elana in great shock. Along the way, Elana has come to expect various possibilities regarding the mysterious place where Akram will take her. But, really, he did not think that Akram would take him to where he was born.

"Your mother ran away from home in a big pregnant condition.she was found unconscious in the midwife's house which immediately provided help so you managed to be born normally. A perfectly healthy baby girl, weighing exactly three pounds...." Akram gave an explanation without taking his eyes off Elana. "Two days later, in a condition that has not recovered properly, your mother escaped from the midwife's practice while carrying you, then placed you in an orphanage that is only two blocks from this place."

Elana looked around as she listened to Akram's words. Being too preoccupied with her thoughts and conjectures, Elana does not realize that Akram is taking her to an area quite close to the orphanage where she grew up.

Elana's heart was filled with feelings of haru when looking at the building where the midwife practice. For those who have parents who can embrace, express affection and nurture until they are older, the location of the birthplace may not be important. However, for Elana who was found in an orphanage without origin, then grew up with the knowledge that she was a kara, without knowing who her mother and father were, she said, the knowledge and certainty of where he was born and when exactly the date he was born is something extraordinarily valuable.

Akram watched Elana's eyes that began to glaze over, without a sound was staring at the nanar midwife's house where she was born. The leg then cleared awkwardly. Akram who never wanted to face a woman who wanted to cry before. And at this moment, she was faced with a situation that left her perplexed as Elana seemed to have almost burst out in tears.

To break the deadlock, Akram was forced to issue a light sentence that just flashed through his mind.

"Well, at least. now we know that your birthday is given by the orphanage based on the day you were found in the orphanage, turns out to be two days apart with your real birthday. " Aram still tried to speak in a cheerful tone to neutralize the stifling atmosphere that filled the cabin of this car. "Next year, we will celebrate your birthday on time, no more dates like years ago," continued Akram later, an awkward grin was half-smiling as she threw a dry joke to make Elana's mood better.

Candaan Akram is not funny, but the sincerity and goodwill that Akram shows with his sentence has touched Elana's heart to the bottom. He looked up, looking at Akram with wet eyes full of unbearable tears. However, contrary to the tears that flooded her cheeks, Elana's lips even formed a wide smile full of laughter.

You could say at that time Elana was laughing at once crying.

"You're right Akram, thank you." Elana's voice trembled with a stir in her heart. "From now on, we won't be dated again, from now on my birthday has been corrected. so...," elana's voice was lost by the dense cry of haru, making her tiny shoulders shake because they could not hold back the overflow of her feelings.

Lama Akram still tightened his arms to hug his favorite woman. Then, after the shock of Elana's body began to subside and her stuffing no longer tightened her chest, Akram released her embrace of Elana.

Her two hands moved gently holding onto the woman's shoulder, while her face lowered to stare into Elana's still wet eyes.

Jemari Akram moved wiping tears in the corner of Elana's eyes, while she looked at the woman questioningly.

"Your biological father died at a young age, without relatives and was buried far outside the island at the origin of his family. While your mother..." I stopped for a moment, looking doubtful. "If you can still continue your journey through your past, I will take you to see your mother's grave," Akram bargained slowly with the intention of making sure.

At once, Elana nodded her head. "I want. I want to see my mother's grave" he said later with clenched hands full of determination.

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They arrived at Akram's apartment when it was late at night. There was no sound between the two, as if their lips were tightly clenched to keep the swollen heart filled with a jumbled feeling that was beginning to stifle and looking for a way to blow themselves up.

When he arrived at his mother's grave. Elana sat down and touched the tombstone of her mother that she could never meet even until the end. His tears were spilled again, crying over the fate of the two of them who turned out to be unable to cross paths until the end. Meanwhile, Akram is just standing there, waiting with a flat expression but being understanding, knowing that back then, Elana needed some personal time to straighten out her past path, clean up all the bumps and pebbles that once haunted, so that he could look back to the future and step forward without being overwhelmed by the burdens of the past.

Akram opens the apartment door and lets Elana in first. He closed the door and looked at the back of Elana who was about to step up the stairs to go to her own room.

"Elana," Akram called out in a serious-sounding voice. Last night and today he refrained from disturbing the woman. Knowing that Elana still needed time to heal the heart from the unspeakable wounds she had cut harshly on him.

Had there been more time, perhaps Akram would have decided to silence Elana until she recovered properly, then bring the matter to the surface again to be resolved. But, there is no time. The next day Elana had to go again to Xavier's house, undergoing the process of administering the second-degree antidote serum, in twenty hours of harm.

Akram knew that he had to finish everything in their hearts right now. Because tomorrow, who knows what kind of poison Xavier will spread into Elana's heart to disrupt and damage their relationship?

Elana's steps came to a halt, her body fixated and hesitating. But, unmindfully the woman turned her body also facing towards Akram, her eyes staring awkwardly, as if wanting whatever Akram was about to say to her was quickly resolved.

The woman again acted like a cowardly turtle who suffered trauma from having been injured before.was full of vigilance and ready to hide into a shell when feeling threatened.

But, of course Akram will not let Elana behave like that next. He would not let Elana avoid him continuously like a plague of dangerous diseases,

With a firm step, Akram stepped closer to Elana until the distance between them was only one reach.

"I acted wrongly to you yesterday and it was a big mistake that may not be forgivable" Akram began his sentence in a stern tone. "Even so, I continue to apologize and promise you to set myself in control to prevent the same from happening again in the future" he continued, pointing out the seriousness of his promise convincingly.

Elana looked into Akram's sharp eyes, then took a deep breath to calm down. Akram's sentence brings back fresh painful memories of yesterday's whole heartbreaking event. It made Elana's hands clench holding back the feeling.

"If you promise not to do that again." Elana could not mention yesterday. He gulped and turned his face away, unable to return Akram's sharp gaze. ".....then I may be able to forgive you," replied Elana slowly at last.

A beam of relief immediately coloring the look of Akram's face. Even so, his attitude of intimidation did not disappear, even more curdling when the man moved his fingers to rub Elana's chin before then facing the woman's face to look right at her.

"But apologizing doesn't mean I'm softening up on you. I'm not letting you go, Elana. You're mine, and if you're willing to accept Xavier's offer." Akram's voice humbled as the man watched Elana's expression, making sure she heard all of his words and understood the implied threat in his voice. "If you dare to betray me, then, there will be a lot of human blood shed because of you, whether it be the blood of a great sinner like Xavier, or even the blood of innocents,"

Akram did not mention Nolan's sister Elana, but it was clear that his sister was meant by Akram when he mentioned shedding innocent blood.

The thought that Akram might hurt Nolan left Elana's body under attack with extreme fear. She looks into Akram's eyes in earnest, deciding to take on the responsibility of a loving sister willing to give her all, to save the life of a little sister who was already so loved even though she had not even been given a chance to meet him.

"I understand, Akram." Elana spoke in a weak tone, knowing that she could do nothing else. "Whatever Xavier will offer me, I will reject it."

"And you must not be swayed by his appeal, though I know that Xavier can be extraordinarily charming and hard to resist if he is trying," Akram murmured bitterly, then looked back at Elana in a serious tone. "Do you understand?" tanya Akram while her fingers still holding Elana's chin tightened a little while waiting for certainty.

Elana blinked her eyes, then nodded her head obediently. "I understand, Akram," he answered later.

Again. A light of relief flashed across Akram's eyeball. The man then lowered his head until his face was very close to Elana. His eyes turned misty and sensual, as Akram then touched his lips in a thin touch as light as a spider web, and whispered right above Elana's lips seductively.

"Now. Can I kiss you?" Akram whispered raucously, withstanding desire.

When Elana was unable to answer and her lips only trembled under Akram's lips, the man could not wait any longer and immediately kissed her longingly. His hands moved to pull the woman into the circle of his arms, bringing their bodies as close as possible so that they could exchange pleasant warmth that complemented each other.

"Don't try to run away from me, Elana," Akram said as he let go of his kiss, trying to be gentle and restrained. "Give me a little more time, and I'll make you want me just as much as I want you. Give me a little more time to make you love me" Akram said as if to himself. Then, without waiting for a cab from Elana, the man bent down and carried Elana's body into a sling, then walked up the stairs and into his room.

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