The Fate of Narendra Women
27. I Hate You [REVISED]
Kamila felt a comfortable feeling in her body when she opened her eyes. The first thing he saw was a clean white ceiling, followed by the fragrant aroma of foreign flowers.
For a moment Kamila just looked, but then she moved on. Get out of bed to realize there is something on her wrists and feet.
The chain?
Kamila was terrified. He sat down, trying to remove the chain from his wrist but could not escape with such a small circle.
Wh why? Why is he chained?
"Sister?!" Kamila ran towards the door. Trying to open it until the long chain in Kamila's hand rang, but the door was locked and her hand hurt. "Sister! Brother, get me out! Brother!!"
"Camila."
That voice!
He looked up and was surprised to find the ceiling of his room open, displaying another much higher ceiling, and Iaros standing on the open ledge.
"Young Master!" Kamila was frightened to forget their last conversation. "Young Master, save me. I don't want to be locked up again. Tell Mother and Sister, I will not do anything wrong, so please do not do this! Please, please, please. I beg you."
But Iaros jumped down.
The terrified Kamila heard the loud sound of Iaros's footing. The man landed smoothly unharmed, instantly coming to hug him tightly.
"I don't want to be locked up." Kamila sobbing. "I don't want to experience this kind of thing again. Justjust please. Please tell Mom."
Iaros stroked his head. "It wasn't your mother who locked you up."
At that instant Kamila was stunned.
If not Mom and Lily, then who—
"Don't I tell you?" Iaros swept his thumb across Kamila's cheek. "I'm tired of hearing your rejection."
Kamila's breath hunts fear. He spontaneously ran towards the door again, sniffing at the iron with chains in his hand hoping someone would come.
"Please! Young Master! Young Miss! Madam! Anyone, please get me out!"
Iaros knew it was standing behind him, catching Kamila's hand. "Who do you expect to come?"
"Young Master, please stop your crazy game!" Kamila screams. "I Love You Half Crazy, but in the end it's all about me snatching you from your wife and I'll never be your wife!"
For the umpteenth time, in her cries Kamila had trouble breathing. He knelt down, trying to control himself before Iaros.
"Please, Young Master. Stop doing this. I don't want to get hurt again because of this."
Kamila.
"Now there's only two of us left." With ease he smiled. "It's just me and you."
*
Kamila looked up at the ceiling of her room that had been closed.
Her tears melted and her head hurt incredibly. But Kamila could not lie down on the bed, and could only rest when Iaros left.
He locked Kamila up.
Not anyone but him who should know how hurt Kamila was, how tired and fed up Kamila was at her destiny as a caged Narendra.
"I think Iaros just made you an impingement."
"Funness ... comes from something dangerous."
"Basically Iaros feels it for you. He doesn't really love you. He just said it to make your heart calm."
"Yes, that's the guy, Kamila. Iaros is no different from anyone. Let me tell you one thing. If Iaros keeps touching you and harassing you, the only thing that loves you is not his heart, but something between his legs."
Liars.
Kamila squealed to let her forehead be on the floor, crying with a trembling body.
A fool like me loves a disgusting liar.
Kamila was fed up. Really fed up. Even if she dies now, Kamila will thank God.
This life of his, this fate as Narendra, is entirely just a curse that gnaws at Kamila.
He doesn't want any more. He was tired and no longer wanted to.
Why did he have to be born in a family that had a mountain of jewels but could not even see the sun freely?!
"I hate you!" Kamila screamed loudly for Iaros up there to hear it. "I'll hate you for life, you beast! I hate you! I hate you, liar!"
Although only silence answered him, Kamila continued to shout.
"I will never forgive you, Iaros! It won't! It will never!"
*