A gay? Submerged Passion

14. Fatal mistake

Damian seemed to be moving agitatedly. Many times those blue eyes stared at the black-colored door that was still closed. The servants who saw the behavior of the superior could only be silent, they clearly knew what was happening, but silence was the best choice at the moment.

“Sia*!” Damian pulls the coarse hair.

The shadow of Ariana screaming begged to be released dancing in her mind. Shouts of pain also filled his sense of hearing.

Chequek!

Damian looked up, staring at the open black door. There is a middle-aged woman with a pakaia has the doctor seen looking at her a little cynical. Damian quickly moved closer.

Plaque!

One hard slap landed on his left cheek, making the man stiff, with a face that had been obtained.

“What are you doing with your wife?” the female doctor asked furiously.

Damian was silent. The man was seen trying to restore his shock and consciousness. Stared once again, the figure of a middle-aged woman who was none other than the sister of the late mother looked at him full of anger.

“Jawab, Damian!” sternly once again.

Damian gulped nervously, while some of the servants and bodyguards chose to disperse, reluctant to see the next scene that was about to happen.

“I didn't accidentally,” he replied softly.

Marta, the female doctor chuckles cynically. His old hand grabbed Damian's shirt, dragging him to enter his own private room.

“See! This is called impurity. What did you do to your wife, Damian. Holy hooch! I didn't expect, my cute voice dared to do such a horrible thing to a woman, moreover she is your own Wife.” Marta pointed to Ariana who was lying weakly, with some tools attached to her body, and do not forget the gauze that covered part of her beautiful body.

Damian just bowed his head, the guilt grew, making him really grudge his attitude\* earlier.

“Sorry.” That's all Damian can get out of it. The man did not expect, all his anger really made him fall into a black hole, which ensnared him in one whirlpool of intense guilt.

Marta squinted her sharp eyes, the woman's teeth were seen rubbing against each other. “Sorry? you're tolo*! You see, this woman must suffer violence. Not only physical, but also mental. Even this woman had to bleed profusely, what are you doing? You know, any of that could ruin his future. If only I was a little late, I feared bad things would happen to him, even his fatals, he could lose his life, and his womb.” Marta rubbed, slightly massaging her temples tired. The memory of the gaping wounds he saw in Ariana's core made him completely lose his mind. What his nephew did.

In fact, the victims of abuse are not this severe. Did Damian really intend to ruin this girl. Stuck into it violently, inflicting terrible physical injuries. Benr-truly animal behavior.

Damian who heard Marta's words was shocked. Is it that bad? even the woman is almost lost in the womb and life if she is late in the slightest?

“What's that bad?” the tank is a little nervous.

Marta who heard the plain question unceremoniously pulled the blanket that covered Ariana's body, who was only wearing minimal clothing. The injuries made Mata choose the clothes, rather than the more closed clothes.

“You see this.” Point it right towards the core of the gauze-covered Arina, and there are deep red patches.

The deg!

“Look, she's bleeding, and it could be fatal, especially Auntie sure, yours is giant, see the effect this poor woman is suffering from.” Marta said softly at the end of Kaliamt. Feeling a little awkward.

Damian, who initially felt guilty, now felt embarrassed when the old woman mentioned the size of her navel. True, he did have an object whose size was above average, but he also did not expect it would have such a fatal effect.

“And you know, the wound on the head of this girl also cannot be underestimated.” Marta continued her words, making Damian come back to his senses.

Those blue eyes stared at the tiny head that was now wrapped in bandages. The memory of how many times he dragged the woman to the impact made her really upset.

“I ..”

“I what? Ahh, actually auntie doesn't know what happened to you guys. But seeing the traces of fondling on your wife's body, as well as the bleeding there, and some bruises on her body, Auntie sure, you are raping*sanya.” Marta squinted her eyes, looking at Damian cynically.

Damian fell silent, hearing the words of the former fondling made his jaw harden. Now he knows who to blame. All this was because of Ricard, and he had to make calculations for that man.

“Damian!” Marta called out to Damian in a voice that had already risen by an octave. The woman looked really angry, and it made Damian look confused.

“Eh? Why Bi?”

“You still ask why? While Auntie has spoken at length!” Marta racked her waist.

Damian who saw that looks gulped a little rough. To see Marta's anger is to see her mother's anger. Their facial features are very similar, as well as the eleven-twelve nature, sangup makes the guts instantly shrivelled.

“Sorry, Bi.”

“Ck I'd better go straight to your Papa. Let your Papa take away his son-in-law from an animal husband like you,” Marta said with an annoyed look.

Damian widened his eyes, especially seeing the wrinkled hands of Marta who had taken the device and intended to call the papa.

“Bi, I beg you to take care until this news reaches the ears of the family. All this is just a misunderstanding. I promise I won't repeat again, and will fix all.” Damian pulled that slender hand, making the old woman's movements a little difficult.

“Cih, do you think Auntie believes it? Nah! men who have dared to dress their hands when carried away by emotions will not immediately eliminate their habit. It could be, you guys had a fight, and you repeated the same mistake.”

“No Bi, I swear I won't repeat it again.” Damian tried to persuade the aunt. The hope is only one, this incident does not spread, and he can apologize to Ariana.

Marta remained silent. The old woman was still trying to pull her hand from Damian's grasp.

“No, Aunty will never listen to your will. You've gone too far.” Marta looked at Damian seriously.

Damian who saw that growled in annoyance, violently the man jerked his hand, making the old hand crumble violently. Even Marta grimaced a little.

“Terden! Do what Auntie wants to do.” Damian stared at Marta.

Marta who felt Damian's change was a little creepy. But the woman kept trying ordinary. His slender hands were trying to get back to Jordan, Damian's father. However, Damian's next words were able to make his movements stop.

“But don't blame me, if Aunty won't be able to meet back with him.” Damian smiled mysteriously, making the device that Marta was holding fell and made a loud noise.