The Will of Love in Tokyo
Breaking through Room Desta #34

Benn had been standing straight in front of the room door. His arrival on this late night made Desta very surprised. Moreover, the atmosphere in the villa was a little dark. Only the kitchen lights are on, it looks a little bright from the end there.

His surprise grew. Without saying anything, Benn held firmly on his shoulder and pushed it until his legs retreated back into the room. Benn's actions made Desta feel afraid and alert, there was a danger alarm in his eyes.

Desta brushed aside Benn's hand, which was still holding his small shoulder loose. The girl stepped back, feeling her legs hit hard at the foot of her dresser chair. With a grimacing face, her body shifted to the side, and her hands held on to the back of the chair. He watched Benn with suspicion.

"You're not polite!" Desta rebuked the man.

But Benn just silently looked at him, his legs began to move closer towards him.

"Have you changed your mind?" Benn asked as he continued moving forward towards Desta.

"Give me an answer that makes me happy with Desta."

Benn stopped right in front of Desta, just a few centimeters away from the girl's body. Feeling about to be patted, Desta pulled the dome to the side again, but Benn swiftly held his waist, until it was back upright in its original position.

Desta's hand failed to pull Benn's hand from his waist, the man firmly gripped his body. Desta silently stared at himself, avoiding the tussle of the hand with his body.

Desta slightly held his breath, as Benn slightly bent his face closer to her.

"Jawablah Desta."

Benn said close to his face, the stinging smell of alcohol coming from his mouth, as soon as Desta's stomach became nauseous.

"I still don't want to get married!" Desta answered while screaming.

Unable to bear the smell, his body reverberated from Benn's handrails. The man pushed him, and Desta fell on the bed.

"Your answer is disappointing, enjoy the reply from your words, Desta." Benn said grinning.

Desta was very panicked, the man's body had pierced him with a single impact, his chest was tight as if he had run out of oxygen, it was very difficult to breathe.

With a precise movement, Benn had locked both his hands and feet, making his body unable to struggle.

"Hennn.take Benn, be aware of your evil deeds!" Desta screamed in panic, his breathing gasping.

"You forced me, after this you'll miss me, get ready, Desta." Benn said softly, showing his unstoppable passion for the girl.

Benn tried to pull the veil, which still covered Desta's head with one of his hands. The opportunity that Desta was waiting for arrived, one side of her loosened hand shifted quickly under the pillow beside her. Grasping the phone tightly in his hand, with a quick movement, the big phone hit Benn's head hard on the back.

"Aarrrghh!" Benn's mouth screamed loudly, feeling a great pain in his head.

Desta's veil, which had been pulled by her hand, fell on the bed. Benn held his head with both hands, grimacing in pain, the man seemed to close his eyes tightly while moaning.

Feeling an opportunity, Desta pulled himself from the man's confinement, sliding his body away from Benn with a trembling body. Benn was silent not hunting him, his feet rushing to the door of the room about to come out.

Desta turned his head towards Benn, and found that the man had laid his body on the bed. There was no movement at all, Desta was worried about running out of the room. Slowly he turned around, walking again towards the bed.

But until his feet ached, there was no sign of movement from Benn's body. With full alertness, the closer the bed is. Faintly smelling his nose a foreign scent, Desta recognized that the smell was rancid with blood.

Desta was a little panicked from worry. Was Benn's head bleeding, what if his head was badly injured? Quickly reach the room light button. The light flashed brightly, and immediately red blood flowed from Benn's head. The blood seeped into his veil which Benn had already forcefully released.

Desta was momentarily confused as to what to do. There was a thought of escaping, but it was dismissed. Whatever the cause, Benn has been hurt. Noticed by the phone in his hand, the large-size phone almost matched his tablet, now it has cracked very badly.

His phone was off, Desta tried to press the on button for a while. The feeling was very relieved, the thing started to light up as before. Desta intended to contact Leehans first.

He did not know that the man was sleeping well.

His ears hear the connected dial tone on the phone, until the call ends not also lifted. Try it a second time, when the call will end, only heard the connection from the owner of the phone on the other end.

Desta waited for Leehans voice with great anxiety.

"Hallo.. What's the matter Ta?" Leehans' voice sounded heavy, seemingly waking up from sleep.

"Mr Hans, I'm sorry, I've injured Benn's head, the blood's coming out a lot, I'm afraid he'll die, come quickly here."

Desta said Benn's true state quickly, though his tone sounded trembling.

"How can you do that?" Leehans asked in surprise.

"He.he forced his way into my room."

With Leehans' question answered, puzzled over how to explain his chronology to the man.

However, Leehans seemed to understand the meaning of the girl's words.

"Huhhhh!! All right, you wait for me there, I'll arrive quickly." The call has been cut off by Leehans.

Desta looked at the screen of his phone back on the main menu. Then looked at Benn, who fell sideways. The face was wet with sweat. Although he was still fed up with the man's actions, his worry could not be ignored.

This emergency, Desta felt like he had to do something. Near him was Benn's head that was bleeding, with the heart of dag dig dug in horror. Looking carefully which part of the head was injured, Benn's newly trimmed hair was thin and neat, making it easier for Desta's eyes to find the wound.

The back of the scalp was torn elongated, approximately seven centimeters. But it still seems to be draining a little fresh blood. Desta rushed to the bathroom, washing his hands in the sink.

Drawing some tissue from his dresser, Desta approached Benn again in his bed. His hand raised Benn's head very carefully, felt in his hand the regular roar of Benn's breath, Desta turned relieved to realize that.

He took a pillow to put Benn's head down, slowly in a position to remain tilted. The tissue was placed on the wound on his skin, and he took another pillow to flank his head, so that the thick tissue did not come off.

With the head higher than his heart, Desta hoped the bleeding in the head could stop. In this room there is no medicinal equipment whatsoever, even Desta himself only available a bottle of eucalyptus oil on his dressing table.

Desta sat down on her dresser chair, looking at Benn's face with a sense of uncertainty. Is this man seriously injured? What was his fate after this, would he deal with the law? But Desta is for the sake of preserving his honor. The law of self-defense is mandatory, right?