The Extraordinary Duda
A Trauma

Arion grabbed the air-conditioning remote located not far from where he was sitting. Arion lowers the temperature to a minimum limit for Amber to feel comfortable.

"Is it better?" ask Arion.

"Hm." Amber nodded, her smile never blurring from her lips.

"Miss Amber" said Arion, staring at the woman. She saw Amber's pretty face with a pounding heart, her hands outstretched and holding Amber's shoulders. Now they both face each other.

"What's wrong?" amber asked, tilting her head. The woman smiled, it was obvious that her consciousness had decreased slightly as a result of the drink she had just drunk.

"You're beautiful, and seductive. Which stupid man hurt you until you demanded a divorce from him?" ask Arion curiously. Not one bit he saw the lack of Amber in terms of physical, but he was eager to know the reason the woman separated from her ex-husband.

"I was forced to marry him because of my parents' will. He was forced to marry me because of his family's insistence. He's got another woman, who's probably more than anything else than me."

"I tried to accept the marriage with a chest. Dedicate my life to him. I'm trying to love her."

"But everything didn't live up to my expectations. He used to be rude to me, beat me cruelly, even bring his girlfriend home and hook up in front of me."

"He won't hesitate to pull his belt and whip me every time I protest" Amber replied. The woman exposed the pain of her heart with teary eyes.

Arion sighed softly, he imagined the heavy life that the woman before him had gone through.

"I'm afraid" muttered Amber as she wiped the tears that fell on her cheeks.

"You're safe now. The best decision is to get away from the waji*ngan like it is," Arion said. He pulled Amber's body and hugged her.

The woman was an orphan, with no relatives. He didn't know where to go to get help. Even the family of her ex-husband was reluctant to help her. They all seemed resigned, despite knowing that Amber was treated arbitrarily.

Amber cried for a while in Arion's arms. The woman vented everything that stifled her chest. Trauma and fear that always haunts him until he is reluctant to establish a serious relationship with any man who tries to approach him.

Amber slightly retreated, looking at Arion with wet eyes.

Arion drew his face closer, kissing Amber's lips slowly. Unlike before, now Amber returned the kiss willingly.

The woman breathes quietly, letting Arion play his tongue and spice it up.

However, due to Amber's not-so-good condition, Arion refrains. He tried to resist all his desires in order to appreciate Amber's feelings. Arion wants to do all the things together with Amber when the woman is completely conscious. Because he did not want any regrets between them.

"Rest," Arion's pinta. He laid Amber's body on the long sofa.

"Hm." Amber nodded, tilting her body until the skirt she was wearing unfolded up, revealing a slight red strap.

Arion took a deep breath. He landed a kiss on the white skin and closed it. The man got out of there and took a blanket, covering Amber's body so as not to get cold.

Seeing Amber sleeping soundly, Arion leaves the woman behind. He decided to sleep in his room and let Amber rest in peace.

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