Trapped Game of Galak Lord
TPTG CHAPTER 98.

"No, no, please let me go! Don't do this to me, I beg you!"

Aryan flinched and opened his eyes wide. His heart seemed to stop beating hearing the delusions of Dara who now seemed agitated moving the neck to the left and to the right. His eyes were still closed, cold sweat coming out from the temple of his forehead.

The sound made Aryan's chest torn to shreds, just like when Aryan forced himself into Dara that night.

Yes, now that memory is back in Aryan's memory. Suddenly he remembered everything, probably because of the deep guilt in his heart.

"Become..." Aryan tilted his body. He patted Dara's cheeks slowly, intending to wake her up from the nightmare.

"Well..." Dara screamed and sat in sweat. His eyes were glazed with an empty highlight like a dazed person.

"Go!" his yell. He pushed Aryan's chest violently, almost the man slumped to the floor if he didn't put his hands on the corner of the nightstand.

"Within, calm yourself! It's me Aryan," Aryan cupped his hands on Dara's cheeks, the look on the eyes of the two meeting a glance. A few seconds later Aryan held him tightly.

"I'm sorry Dara, sorry. I'm guilty, I admit it." - Aryan. Her tears just fell.

"Let go of me Aryan, you're evil. You're already-"

"Yes, I'm evil. I'm the bastard who ruined your life" Aryan nodded without letting go of his embrace.

"I'm sorry Dara, I'm really sorry. We shouldn't have met in that way." Aryan said in tears. She rubbed Dara's hair gently.

"Take me Aryan, let me get out of here!" isak Dara. His breath stuck in his throat.

"No Dara, you can't go. I'll take responsibility, I'll marry you, I promise." Aryan said.

"No Aryan, I don't want to." buzzed Dara.

Aryan could feel the shock coming from Dara's body, she further tightened her embrace. "You must want Dara, give me a chance to make amends for all my mistakes!" the door is hopeful.

"For what? It's not your fault, what do you have to account for?" lirih Dara's.

"Wrong or not, we're both tied to Dara. I know it's not easy, but I can't just take you off. Destiny has brought us together, learn to accept reality!" Aryan. She let go of her embrace and again cupped her hands on Dara's cheeks.

"No Aryan, I... Mmph..." Aryan erodes distance and melu*mat red lips Dara pomegranate full of tenderness.

Dara rounded her eyes, she was silent like a statue permeating the heat of Aryan's lips that were clenching her lips.

"This is not only a form of Dara's responsibility, but this is love. Yeah, I've loved you since the first day I saw you in the shack. I admire the sincerity of your heart, I love your innocence and I appreciate you so much." - Aryan.

Again Dara just silently listened to what Aryan said.

"Aryan, I-I"

"I love you so much Dara. Please accept this bastard to be your husband, let me atone for this sin and make you happy. I promise I will heal the wounds in your heart, we will share the joys of grief together." pinta Aryan with an unusual look.

"Aware or not, God has arranged all this for us. You are mine, we are united. What if there's my seed in your womb? Can you let him live suffering like you?" Aryan tries to convince Dara.

Dara shook her head. If she is pregnant, she does not want her child to have the same fate as her. It is not easy to live without parents, especially Dara is also aware that she will not be able to raise the child alone. He has nothing and he doesn't know how to make money.

"Please think again about what I just said! I'm not going to push you, but I hope you will answer yes. I don't want to lose you" Aryan grabbed Dara's hand and placed it on her chest.

"Feel this beating of my heart, she skipped a beat while with you. I'm sure you can feel it, I'm also sure that you feel the same way." added Aryan.

Dara pecked Aryan's eye bead intimately. Yeah, he felt it too. His heart also beats when it is close to Aryan. Although only a week together, he was like finding his world while on the side of Aryan. The man was able to give color in Dara's life that had been dark.

"Do I deserve it?" lirih Dara shed tears.

"Nothing is inappropriate if God wills. A person's degree is not needed in this family. They see people from the heart not possessions and luxuries." explains Aryan.

"But I'm different Aryan. Besides being poor I don't know who I am or where I come from" Dara said.

"I told you it wasn't important. Can you see for yourself how Mom and Dad treated you? They love you wholeheartedly, everyone in this house accepts you for who you are. No one is questioning your status."

"As long as you know, only Papa is in charge of this house, the others are just like you. Even Mama used to be nobody. Mama's just an orphan girl and has nothing. The proof is that Mama is happy to live with Papa. This house made Opa with a great love for Oma, hope Opa love it will always develop in this house. You are now a part of that love. You must be happy to be surrounded by people who love you." explained Aryan.

"But Aryan"

"Ssttt..." Aryan put his index finger on Dara's lips, the girl's words immediately stopped.

"Learn to adjust to this family, I'm sure you won't regret it. You'll get everything you've never felt before. Do you want to lose the love that Mama gave you?"

"No.." trinkets Dara. She just gained the affection of a mother, she didn't want to lose it so quickly.

Seeing Dara's nod, Aryan reviewed the smile and kissed the girl's lips again. Again Dara rounded her eyes wide.

"Then you should be happy from this moment on. Smile and show the world that you deserve to live like everyone else out there." Aryan rubbed Dara's hair and dyed it occasionally.

After convincing Dara, Aryan got out of bed and clasped her hand tightly. "Come, come with me down! Tell Mama and everyone that you are willing to be my wife." Aryan asked with a smile.

Sontak Dara fell silent and held her hand. "Aryan, when did I say I wanted to be your wife?"

Instantly Aryan was stunned and quickly released Dara's hand from his grasp. The smile that had just burst suddenly disappeared from his lips.