Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

55. One room

The film ends, Gerald and Isvara still quietly enjoy every second of the film flow that makes them drown.

"You know what Dr. Stranger said?" Gerald.

Then the man looked inwardly and shadyly at his wife.

"I love you in every universe" Gerald said in a heavy and earnest voice.

"I love you in every universe."

Isvara was stunned, in the face of this bright brown bead belonging to her husband, eyes that are now filled with flashes of real love and affection.

People say you'll fall in love when you look him in the eye? but to Isvara Gerald's beautiful eyes were magic which became a disaster for him.

His stance not to love this man is now beginning to waver, the feeling that Gerald gives as if intoxicating him, and make him fall asleep.

"Gerald." Isvara called out slowly.

"Yes?" Gerald who was about to stand up sat back down.

"Thank you for everything." Isvara pulled both corners of her lips creating an arch of a sincere smile until her eyes narrowed to form a crescent moon.

Gerald took his palm and put it on his face. "You'll always be the best part of my life."

***

After watching the film, the two walked towards the cinema parking lot, but suddenly the rain drops came to make them surprised.

Gerald opened his jacket and draped it over Isvara's head, the two of them pierced through the rain walking quickly towards the car.

"It looks like there's going to be a rainstorm" Gerald said, looking at the strong wind from the windshield.

"Do we have to go home soon?" asked Isvara who was starting to worry, their clothes were a little wet because of the rain earlier.

Head Gerald nodded. "Yes, we better get home, before the wind gets bigger."

The car then drove slowly leaving the parking area, from the glass of the car can be seen by Isvara people who passed running around protecting themselves from the rain. Sighing heavily, Isvara resuscitated her back in the car seat.

Gerald who was driving occasionally looked at him. "You're okay? does anything hurt?"

"No, it's just that the rain is getting heavier, I feel sorry to see those people who want to take shelter out there."

Gerald instead chuckled, funny this wife, he was even more worried about others, compared to him who could have a fever, one of the traits that Gerald liked about the girl.

Gerald patted his head. "You're so funny. Dry your hair first, there's a towel on the back?"

Isvara nodded, began to do what Gerald told her to do, her makeup slightly faded even she wiped with the wet wipes available in the car.

Brakk! suddenly the car suddenly braked. Their bodies were thrown backwards, both of them were shocked.

"What's wrong?" exciting Isvara.

The car door was knocked from the outside, Gerald opened the glass window in half.

"Sir you should not pass the road here, there is an old tree that suddenly collapsed in the wind, you have to turn around because the road here is damaged," said a man wearing a security uniform to Gerald.

Gerald sighed softly, then stared at the now crowded and barred road. "All right, thank you sir."

"What's wrong?" ask Isvara.

"We can't get through here, you see up ahead, the road is broken because of a big tree that collapsed" Gerald told Isvara.

"Then how?" Isvara looked worriedly.

"Forced we should turn around." Gerald was restoring his wet hair.

"But are there any shortcuts or mouse paths we can go through?" ask Isvara.

"There's no need to worry." on Isvara's cheek rub. "

Gerald then turned his vehicle back to the rat road in question, but when it got there again disappointment they had to accept, the road was suddenly deadlocked, blocked by several tarps and bars.

Waving in his raincoat, approaching their car, Gerald lowered half the glass.

"The road here is being repaired, it can't be skipped, sir" the man said.

Gerald nodded again. "Thank you."

"Why?" ask Isvara worried.

"This road cannot be passed, we must go back to the beginning."

"But the rain is getting heavier" Isvara said furrowed deeply. "I ... fear." Isvara looked at the anxious wind that was getting stronger.

"Gerald." Isvara said her name was almost inaudible.

"Do you believe me?" gerald asked, Isvara nodded.

"So don't worry, I'll always protect you." the two stared at each other for a moment, Gerald gently rubbed the pale little lips.

The man then re-stretched his body. "We'd better find a hotel around here, there's no other way."

***

Ten minutes drive, the Gerald car finally landed in a hotel courtyard that now looks deserted, strong winds seem to ravage the property in front of him.

Gerald's car into the available parking lot, then a few minutes later they came out, Gerald holding Isvara's hand, they entered the hotel receptionist.

"Gerald wait!" Isvara stopped their steps.

"Why?" asked Gerald his next hand moved to reveal the child's hair covering the beautiful face of the wife.

"Can we book two rooms?" Isvara asked quietly, Gerald's forehead frowning with fused eyebrows.

"I mean one room for you, and one room for me, like that," Isvara explained slowly.

Gerald let out a brief sigh, he knew Isvara did not want a room with him. Isvara still can't

"All right," said the man at the end.

Gerald stepped towards the hotel receptionist. "I ordered two for two."

The receptionist nodded. "So sir, I'll check first."

Gerald nodded, then he turned around, looking at Isvara who seemed to be Cold, he coded for Isvara to approach him.

"You cold?" Isvara nodded at his question. "A little bit" he replied.

"Sorry sir, there's only one room left, no room available tonight."

Gerald glued for a moment and looked at Isvara, the hotel here is fairly ordinary, not the one that waaah ya mg always Gerald stop by, but only this hotel that he can meet, but only this hotel, maybe because the rain made people shelter here too.

Isvara finally just nods resignedly, Gerald then assented to the hotel receptionist, they were finally addressed where his room was.

***

Both of them arrive in the room, this 4x5 room seems simple for the size of the hotel room, which is only in the contents of one bed and a small closet next to it, which is just one bed,But it doesn't matter that this is enough to warm their bodies.

Isvara looked around, she was moving clumsy, now she was completely alone with Gerald, in the room.

"Your clothes are wet, right? you can rinse your body first" said Gerald, fortunately in this room there is one more room for the bathroom.

"But .. but," Isvara stared awkwardly, he crossed his arms to the front of his chest.

"Why?" Gerald noticed his restless body movements.

"There's no change of clothes here, I don't have a copy."

Gerald let out a slow breath, pulled Isvara's arm and sat her down on the edge of the mattress.

"For that I have a solution."Then without further warning Gerald took off his shirt, leaving Isvara aghast.

"What are you doing!" screech the girl.

"What?" Gerald looked back at him. "I take off my shirt, relax."

Gerald took off his white shirt, then only a short-sleeved black shirt was left that now wrapped around his athletic body.

"My shirt's not too wet, wear it for a while" Gerald said.

"I don't know, my clothes don't smell sweat, they smell expensive perfume, you know the Dior brand? I was wearing one of the perfume variants" Gerald explained, without asking, his eyes moving awkwardly when Isvara did not also take his shirt.

"I'm not saying it stinks of sweat" Isvara said.

"Yes, then take it and get changed, I don't want you to catch a cold."

Isvara nodded, picked it up and walked towards the WC.

Now only Gerald dropped his weight on the mattress, the man looked up at the ceiling.

One night with Isvara? with the girl he loved, just the two of them, this was a severe torture for Gerald.

"Nothing Ger, you have to hold .. you have to hold.",