I Love You, Without Terms

The past again

Altea just arrived home. Feeling a sudden growl around her calves and knees she immediately sat on the sofa, lowered her head a little and then slowly incised her legs, understandably probably because of the effects of pregnancy plus Altea who walked to and fro while on campus causing both feet to feel very sore.

"your feet why, baby? " Matteo also arrived home a few minutes after Altea, not forgetting that a sly, sweet smile still adorned his face. I don't know what ideas have been gathering in his brain.

"It's okay! "heretus Altea returned his position again realizing Matteo was coming. She immediately stood up and left Matteo feeling she was still ashamed to remember the incident between them this morning.

The woman had arrived on the second floor but she did not dare to go into the room because she knew the lights in the room were still out.

Finally Altea opened the restroom in the corner of the room where he had spent a day occupying the room but strangely the lights in the room also went out. Altea only snorted in annoyance as he turned around.

"There's no way I'm taking a bath in her bathroom anymore let alone sleeping ahh" Altea muttered while covering her face feeling frustrated.

"why are you still here ? " Matteo was also on the second floor and looked at Altea like a huff. "The light in my room is dead" said Altea lazily.

"Oh that's 'sorry I forgot to call the technician earlier" Matteo scratched his head "for while you slept with me first if you don't mind "Matteo gives a solution.

After weighing up at last Altea nodded her head in a sign that she was willing to accept Matteo's solution.

An expanding smile instantly radiated from Matteo's face. Open the door and let Altea in and take a shower first.

After finishing bathing Altea and matteo down for dinner that has been prepared by his household assistant. Like a new opium on the table eating Matteo again acting silly asking Altea to kiss him.

"if not kissed I'm on hunger strike !" threatening Matteo put the fork and spoon out of his hand then turned his face away with a flat expression.

I want to see if you can't dodge haha...

From his affairs the longer Altea resentfully held the anger in his heart finally landed a sweet kiss on Matteo's cheek.

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Altea was already on the matteo bed, the woman was moaning as the cramp again pulsed a small pulse around her calf, stretching out her legs back to her feet in a slow massage, along with that Matteo came carrying a tray of warm milk in a glass.

"Your feet ache ? " Matteo immediately put the tray on the nightstand and turned to Altea's feet.

"Slegal ??? " Tanya Matteo asked for an explanation again.

"Slightly "bluffy Altea.

"Drink your milk I'm down for a while" Matteo pointed at the glass on the nightstand, then he turned around.

Matteo returned to the room with a small bottle in his hand, "Have you had a drink? "

Altea just nodded his head, Matteo's eyes then turned to see the glass was empty that means Altea had already dipped the milk.

"Get your foot" Matteo's hand was outstretched.

"You want what ?" Altea stared intently at Matteo.

Without answering Matteo dripped a little massage oil on his palm then slowly massaged Altea's feet. The woman could only resign Matteo to touch her feet because she felt the tightness in her legs was very disturbing.

"Do you often massage people ? " tanya Altea realized Matteo's massage was very helpful in relieving the cramps in her legs.

"no "matteo replied briefly. "me who is often massaged" he added again, Matteo slipped a small laugh between his words.

"Did you get a lot of cramps like me?" altea asked because since she was pregnant often a feeling of numbness and numbness plagued her body.

"No " Said Matteo again.

"I have never experienced regular cramps, rather I often have pain, pain or anything like that especially after I get out of the arena. " matteo recalled the time when he often did special massages to relieve aches or pains around his body.

Hearing Matteo allude to his past, Altea's intention arose to inquire more about the arena.

"Do you still fight in the arena or on the street?" altea's question successfully made Matteo stop his activities for a moment and turned to Altea.

Matteo realized that Altea must still remember bad things about him.

"Why are you asking me about it "Matteo asked me a question again.

"Are not allowed ? "

Matteo did not immediately reply, turning to Altea's other leg and then continuing his massage again. "I've even begun to forget about that "chuckle Matteo at a glance.

"I haven't spent any more time in the arena since..... "

"Take what ??? " Tanya Altea was curious.

"had been. ever since that night "

The night Matteo refers to was the night he raped Altea. It seemed that Matteo's lips could not speak freely about it

The rest of the memory of that night still imprints him. Although Altea was the victim here, Matteo also felt excruciating pain after discovering that he had hurt an innocent and innocent girl who was admired.

"I'm sorry about that "Relate Matteo again.

It is undeniable that the incident not only left a wound for Altea and his family, but Matteo was very hit, because the incident was not an element of intent but the greed of others to get their own desires.

"What by forgiving you will all come back ?" the question escaped from Altea's mouth, the woman slowly pulled her legs from before Matteo, a sense of disgust and fear that had already disappeared slowly surfaced.

Matteo froze at Altea's question, condemning his mistake in bringing the name of the arena to the end of the painful night. What made him even more annoyed was Altea's question which seemed as if it was still hoping for all to return to the beginning. Now the discussion about massage has turned to the discussion of the past.

Seeing Altea pull a leg from her lap she concluded that if the woman again felt disgusted or afraid, she finally chose to avoid making the atmosphere worse.

Matteo no longer let out a word, he immediately came out of the room then headed towards his balcony, staring at the night view of the capital he was trying to neutralize the rumbling in his heart. It was very desirable that he destroyed the entire contents of his balcony to vent his frustration.

The happiness he had gotten from Altea this morning, now turned into pain. It hurts to see the woman he loves not being able to understand her situation and condition.

I have to answer what Al...

should I say I can't go back ?

if I say so you must be cold again like yesterday.

where do I start to explain Al..

I think your age is no longer influential to be able to think ahead, not even think backward.

Rightly said people you are so extraordinary, extraordinary in dealing with the problems between us. I have even tried to create a new atmosphere and ignore my identity in front of you but all in vain.

The story of the night closes with Matteo midnight back into the room and seeing Altea sleeping curled up. Pulling a blanket to cover part of Altea's body, he dyed Altea's forehead at a glance, and brought a pillow out of the room

you bobo where why don't you sleep here ?

The pura sleep can only be entrenched.

Seriate...