The Mystery of Lost Memory
Untie Me!

“I'm sorry, Karen,” Sierra said.

Sierra ended his bond with a tight knot on both of Karen's wrists. His face was full of regret, but his devotion to Martin was greater than anything else.

“While you rest in my room,”

“Where are you going?” prevent Karen, trying hard to untie the rope wrapped around her hand.

“Contact Martin,”

Karen's eyes widened, teary and merciful. He felt very scared and threatened. Her desire to reunite with her husband made Karen depressed and unable to think with a cold head.

“Tongo, Sierra. I have to get out of here, I have to see Ray,” Karen's whine, start getting wet with tears.

Sierra closed his eyes and shook his head slowly. She herself could not bear to see Karen's condition, imprisoned in this house without knowing the news of her husband.

“You know I'm Martin's subordinate,” Sierra said. “I can't do it,”

Karen started to panic. He continued to beg, sobbing and almost prostrating himself in front of Sierra before Sierra prevented him.

“You have to think of another way to get out of here, Ren. But not with my help,” Sierra walked away from Karen who started crying hysterically, and started calling Martin.

“You should know, Karen has remembered everything .. “

* * *

Martin's hand trembled violently after getting a brief call from Sierra, in the middle of the night while he was spending his night alone inside his luxury apartment.

“Job!!” Martin throws his phone hard, which is instantly smashed to pieces.

He clutched his head, cursing constantly, cursing anyone he could remember. His face reddened, holding back the anger that had boiled all the way to his crown. Karen, the only woman she loves the most, has remembered everything. Martin wants Karen to be his only possession untouched by anyone, but, tonight, all of those plans fall apart. Even his efforts to pour a lot of funds to pay his subordinates to buy the forbidden medicine was also in vain. Karen is much smarter than she thought.

So tonight Martin has to go back there. He decided to drive his own car, in the middle of the night, to travel almost five hours to reach the small village full of forest. Anger had completely taken hold of Martin, so he no longer felt anything but hurry to meet Karen.

* * *

At exactly 4 a.m., Martin had arrived at the mansion. He parked his car haphazardly, and shouted wildly calling Sierra. He did not care about the time, anyway his house was in the middle of a forest that was quite far from the residential area, so whatever he did would not be known to anyone. And come Sierra, a little run with an anxious face.

“Martin? Why ... why so early?” ask Sierra with concern.

“Mana Karen?” asked Martin, ignoring Sierra's previous question.

“Sleep. I've managed to calm him down, you don't have to worry,” Sierra replied.

Martin who heard it immediately breathed a sigh of relief, starting to faint slightly as his consciousness had recovered, replacing the evaporating anger that disappeared. Sierra swiftly carried Martin's body and led Martin to lean on the sofa.

“I'm sorry, Martin,” Sierra said. “I should be able to be more vigilant and watch him,”

Martin shook his head with a haggard face. “I was wrong. Leaving you two alone here,”

Sierra smiled understandably, desperately trying to reach Martin's weak-looking hand.

“But I don't trust anyone but you, Sierra. I want you to take care of the woman I love,” Martin added.

Sierra stopped doing his thing, chose to retreat and tried to distract.

“I'll make you breakfast,” Sierra said.

“Company I slept,” pinta Martin slowly, with eyes getting dimmer.

The unbearable Sierra rushed Martin to another empty room, putting his master to bed there. Martin catches Sierra's body lying down with him, embracing each other warms.

“I only believe you, Sierra. Nothing else,” Martin said with his eyes closed.

Sierra smiled knot. “I know,” reply.

Although his eyes were tightly closed, Martin's hands began to trace every curve of the Sierra's body, causing Sierra to slightly issue *******, which further aroused Martin. In the midst of a game that was about to peak, Sierra suddenly stopped Martin's actions.

“Martin, what is all this?” tanyakanya.

“You mean?”

“Why are we like this?” ask Sierra again.

Martin smiled, looking at Sierra's face with half-open eyes. “You don't like it?”

Sierra bit his lips and chose silence. He was unable to answer, but again allowed Martin to do his job. Along with Sierra, Martin spends a hot morning waiting for Karen to wake up from her sleep.

* * *

Karen opened her eyes, and she realized that she was asleep in Sierra's room with her hands still tied. Without a second thought he jumped up, thrashed back and shouted for release. Hoping for Sierra to open the door, Karen sees Martin coming into the room, with her face full of anger.

Seeing Martin's face, anger also attacked Karen. He blindly berated Martin, with all the swearing he knew. Karen jumps out of her bed, running into Martin who can quickly dodge. Karen cursed Martin like a possessed man.

“Job! Give me back my husband!” karen shouted furiously.

Instead of shouting back, Martin actually carried Karen's body and placed the body on the bed loudly. Karen who thrashed with her hands bound was even more crazy, especially after Martin moved forward sitting on Karen's body. The man faced each other very closely with Karen, who could now only shut up because Martin had gripped both of his cheeks.

“Honey, what are you doing?” ask Martin without sin.

Karen screamed in a revolt, but Martin's grip was strong and he could not beat her.

“Darling, you know I love you so much. My love is greater than anyone, even more than your poor husband,” said Martin, stroking Karen's hair slowly.

Karen crying. He cried so hard that his sobbing left Martin slightly withered and released his grip on Karen's cheek. Martin rushed to wipe Karen's tears, kissing her cheeks repeatedly.

“You don't love me. .. You just want my body,” isak Karen.

“I want everything about you,” Martin said.

“Please let me go, Martin. I'm not your wife. I'm Ray's wife. And I love her .. “ isak Karen getting louder. His tears were getting unstoppable.

Martin shook his head. “You never loved Ray. If you love her, you won't have an affair with me,”

“I-it .. it was my sin and my guilt to him. I'm sorry, I want to go back to Ray .. “

“But I need you more, Karen,” Martin's voice turns miserable when he constantly has to wipe Karen's tears. “Please continue beside me,” pinta Martin.

Karen nodded loudly. With constant crying and sobbing she thrashed begging to be released. But upon hearing Karen's reaction to his plea, Martin's eyes turned sharp. He again gripped both of Karen's cheeks, but this time harder and sicker.

“I'll finish Ray off, if you don't want to be with me. “