Touch Me, Uncle Dom!
Extra Part 13

Black and a girl named Sonya are out of the white building.

“What's your name?” black asked, inserting both hands in his pants pocket, looking at the girl nearby with pity.

He didn't question the girl's problem as to why she could be in that cursed place. He didn't care, his intention was only to help.

“Sonya, Mr.” replied the girl while tightening her torn front clothes.

“Sonya? It seems you're not Italian. If you look at your skin type, you're from Asia,” guess Black.

“I-iya, Mr. I am from Indonesia,” replied Sonya, lowering her head.

Black was surprised to hear that. Isn't Hana also an Indonesian citizen? Inner Black.

“Now go home. And never go to a place like this again.

I've spent all my savings to save you.” Black said as he passed from there, leaving Sonya who was still speechless on the spot.

Black walked down the street that night, but stopped his steps when he felt that someone was following him from behind. Then, he turned his body while looking at Sonya sharply.

“Why follow me?!”

“I haven't thanked you, Mr. I only have this -” Sonya did not continue her speech, but the girl gave her gold bracelet to Black.

“Alright, I accept it,” Black said staring at the bracelet that was already in his palm.

“One more time thank you very much, Mr. May God always bless you.”

“Amin,” reply Black.

“And hopefully we can meet again, someday.” Sonya retreated her steps while giving a sweet smile to the dark-skinned, bald-headed man.

Black just stared flat, then he turned his back, continuing his steps back to the mansion.

***

The Mansion.

Emily has a stomach cramp after they make love, making Dom feel guilt.

“Nothing,” replied Emily smiled then kissed her husband's firm jaw.

“Do you need to go to hospital?” Dom is really anxious right now.

“The pain is gone. I don't think it's necessary.” Emily answered while tightening her embrace on her husband's stomach.

Dom let go of his wife's embrace, then he sat himself down. “I will make you warm tea,” said Dom then immediately get out of bed, and put on his clothes back.

“Thank you, My Dom. Don't forget to bring me food,” Emily told her husband who had opened the door.

“Hemmm.” Dom answered with Deheman.

Arrive in the kitchen. Dom was somewhat surprised when he saw Black being there as well.

“What's wrong?” ask Dom.

“Eat!” black replied as he put the piece of bread into his mouth.

Dom took a cup to make warm tea for his wife.

“You know Black, since marriage and my wife conceived my son, my life has turned to color,” Dom said without turning his head as he is currently focusing on making warm tea for his wife.

“You're confiding?” Black asked while chuckling, as it was not usual for a Dom to talk so much like this.

“I'm showing off to you!” dom sounded annoying in Black's sense of hearing.

“Cih!” Black grumbled in annoyance at responding to him. While putting bread in his mouth and then chewed it greedily.

“You've been 30 years, you don't want to get married?” dom asked while taking all the bread that was on Black's plate.

“Hei! My bread!”

“Thanks!” Dom smiled mockingly and walked out of the kitchen with a cup of tea and five slices of toast in his hand.