The King meets the Queen
Queen's Trauma

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The King and Queen are on their way to their apartment after escorting Radit and Aldo to their respective homes. On the way the King saw the Queen speechless with a blank look.

"Why are you, Dek?" asked the King, and the Queen simply shook her head.

The king took a breath, freeing himself to force the Queen to speak, because the Queen always kept her own troubles. The king knew if he wasn't forced the Queen would never say it.

The Queen was astonished and awakened from her daydream when the King stopped his car on the side of the road. "Why stop, Ja?" ask Queen.

"You're why, Deck. I noticed from earlier in the hospital your attitude was strange?" ask King. "You keep getting 'em, you don't even want me to touch?" ask the King with tenderness.

The queen was still silent and lowered her face, she did not dare to look at the face of the man with the status of her husband.

The King extended his hand to touch both sides of the Queen's face. However, the Queen quickly turned away as if she did not want the King to touch her.

"You're not as good as Alan, are you?" ask King.

The Queen looked at the King's face instantly, not long after her cries broke.

"Almost, Ja?" replied the Queen in the middle of her sobs.

Hearing the Queen's reply, the King clasped tightly onto the handle of the steering wheel withstanding the ready-to-explode anger.

The King instantly pulled the Queen's body into his embrace. The king felt that his failure had failed to keep the Queen as he had promised his mother-in-law.

"If Saints don't come that time, I don't know what's going to happen, Ja. And the Holy accident happened it was all because of me, because the Saints did not help me," said the Queen.

"This may be destiny, Deck. Don't keep beating yourself up." The king rubbed the Queen's back, trying to calm her down.

The King took off his embrace, and wiped away the tears on the Queen's cheeks. Not to forget the King also kissed the Queen's forehead to give a little peace to the wife.

"We go home first, we will discuss this again at home," said the King followed by a nod to the Queen's head.

The king restarts his car with his left hand still holding the Queen's hand.

Throughout the journey the Queen's tears did not stop flowing, even though how many times the Queen wiped it. The Queen still could not imagine that her sadism had been forcibly snatched away by Alan.

The king stopped his car as they arrived at the parking lot of their apartment building. The King and Queen got out of the car at the same time. The two walked together with fused hands.

The king pressed the passcode button to open the door of his apartment. Still holding the Queen's hand the King immediately brought his wife into his room.

"Sir, you change clothes first. I went out for a moment," asked the King and was immediately taken in by the Queen.

The king was in his own room to clean himself up. After he finished changing his clothes, the King heard his cell phone. The king saw Egi's name on his phone screen. Immediately the King shifted the green button, to receive the call.

"Hal—" The king kept the phone away from his ear when he heard Egi's scream from across the call.

"King, how has the Queen met yet?" ask Egi from across the call.

"Can't you, don't you scream? My eardrum could be broken!" king sewot.

"Sorry, I'm very worried about the Queen" said Egi. "Well, did the Queen meet?" ask Egi.

"Udah, we're in the apartment. He rested in his room again" replied the King.

"So much as he is, he's not in anything like a big boy, is he?" ask Egi.

"Almost." The king finally told all about the incident at once about the accident experienced by the Saints.

The king ended his call after a long time he spoke with Egi. The king put the cell phone in his pants pocket and then returned to the Queen's room. Slowly the King opened the door of the Queen's room. He closed the door when he was in the room. The King could see the Queen sitting on the bed leaning against the back of the bed with a blank look.

The king approached the Queen, sitting next to her. The rubbing of his wife's soft hair and cheeks made the Queen aware of the existence of the King. "Not sleeping yet?"

"Ja, touch me now!" the Queen suddenly.

"What?" The king was surprised, he knew what the Queen was asking for.

"Why? You don't want to? Is it because I've been touched by Alan, that you're disgusted by me now?" snapped Queen.

"Don't ngaco!"

"Keep why?"

"Not yet!"

"liying?"

"No!

The king saw the Queen looking at him hatefully, as if he could not believe what he had just said. The king breathed. The two sides of the Queen's face make them look at each other.

"Are you sure you're ready to touch me tonight?" ask the King, please,

The queen nodded with tears flowing down her cheeks. "I hope you won't regret it after this."

The king pushed the Queen's body slowly onto the bed. The king overcame the Queen's body, and he began to kiss her on the lips with tenderness.

Next morning....

The clock shows at eight in the morning. The King and Queen were sleeping on the same bed. The sunlight penetrated through from the gap of the curtains and hit the Queen's face. Slowly the Queen opened her eyes. Several times the Queen blinked her eyes to adapt to the light around her.

The first thing the Queen saw was a clock on the wall that already showed the number eight, it was too late for her to go to school.

The queen woke up from her sleep taking a sitting position and leaning on her head of the bed. The Queen looked beside him, smiling at the king who was still sound asleep like a baby. Her lips couldn't bear to not smile given last night's events.

At first the Queen thought the King would actually touch her. The fear of remembering Alan would tarnish her, made the Queen think of giving up her virginity to the King that very night.

However, when the King began to pepper with her, the Queen who was not yet ready, wept and remembered when Alan tried to desecrate her, even though the one who was making fun of her was the King, her husband.

The Queen is grateful to have a husband like the King who understands her condition. When he saw himself crying, the King immediately stopped his action. The admiration for the man before him is now increasing, although he looks naughty, but it turns out that the King has extraordinary self-control.

"Not satisfied seeing my handsome face, Dek?" The voice broke the Queen's daydream.

The Queen was surprised to see the King slowly opening his eyes.

"When did you wake up?" ask the Queen nervously.

"Since you've been smiling yourself, look at my face," the King replied twisting his one eye to tease the Queen

"King! Don't be so dong, I'm ashamed" said the Queen covering her face with her palms.

"Thy? Last night you weren't ashamed to ask me to touch you?" god King.

"Iisssha! The king is not to be talked about anymore, I am really ashamed," said the Queen who still covered her face.

The king smiled mischievously and then pulled the two palms of the Queen who covered the beautiful face of his wife. The queen was surprised, she kept trying to cover her face.

The king managed to pull out both palms of the Queen. He smiled and kissed his wife's cheeks and neck repeatedly, making the Queen laugh freely, amused by the King's repetition.