Marrying a Mysterious Man

Cold But Caring

Kalala felt something hurt at the bottom of hers. He whimpered, then occasionally opened his sticky eyes. And when he managed to open his eyes wide, he was so surprised by a figure of a man who was confined.

“No, what he did to me, his inner”.

His chest looked sixpac, he could not see clearly how the man's face was, only on the bottom of his he felt a swipe that greatly caused him pain.

“Ah ..” He only realized, if it turns out he was in a state of being fucked by an unknown foreign man.

Kalala was so surprised not to play. “No!” his screams instantly pushed the man's body from his body. The man fell back, and Kalala soon got up.

But as he tried to get up, he suddenly blinked, glaring both his eyes at the ceiling of the room which suddenly looked very bright.

His heart was pounding incoherently, sweat had already sprung up all over his body, he clasped tightly onto the blanket on his chest.

Between confusion and relief, it turned out that just now was just a dream.

“Huft, it turned out to be just a dream,” murmured inwardly, while wasting a breath so relieved.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again and remembered something that came back to his mind. The shadow of her being gang-raped by an evil ojeker in the style of a thug.

“No, all that is impossible is not,” he said immediately rose and he was more aware, if it turns out all that is true, it is true, when he saw the bomber jacket owned by someone else who was installed on his tiny body.

“This?” He looked at the bomber he was wearing. And immediately revealed the blanket from his body. He looked around too, the room was quite clean, neat and certainly he was not familiar with this room room.

“Where am I?” he was slowly scared a little. He was afraid that he was in the house of the criminal.

Slowly Kalala stretched her legs, approached the room door and turned the doorknob very slowly. And after the key had opened, he pulled the door of the room very carefully so that he would not make a sound.

And the moment he managed to open it, a scene of the aesthetic room made his two eyes instantly flabbergasted, gawking.

“Whose apartment is this?” he murmured in the heart.

He nodded to make sure no one was in the room.

And as Kalala walked slowly carefully, suddenly the voice of someone surprised her.

“Hey you!” call Edwin. Making Kalala immediately look back and it turns out a shocking sight even Kalala must find.

Edwin was standing, wearing long black pants without wearing a shirt. So just bare-chested, showing his abdominal muscles like torn bread, so sispax.

Both cheeks of Kalala instantly turned into a blushing red, he lowered his head while closing his eyes. So embarrassed, when he saw things he had never seen before.

“Thank God you're awake. You really are lost! Waking up so late,” grumbled Edwin immediately rushed into his room.

Apparently, Edwin was just preparing to go to Akash's house, only, just earlier when he had breakfast he accidentally spilled coffee water into his suit and t-shirt, which he owned, so that makes him have to take off his clothes and suit. And when he came back from the wash money, it turned out Kalala had woken up.

And it was in a hurry that Edwin entered the room that had been occupied by Kalala, the man returned to face Kalala with his clothes that looked neat and so cool.

Wearing a black suit with a white shirt is like **********. And don't forget, pin the sunglasses on the pockets in his suit.

“Ah, so as it turns out, the person who last night helped me was this fine man yes,” Kalala murmured inwardly. “Hm, it turns out he is good too huh, care about oppressed people like me,” he continued inwardly.

“Hey, why are you still sitting there? Quickly get ready, I will take you home,” said Edwin cynically.

Kalala was flabbergasted, conscious of her daydream. “Hah, i-iya a minute,” he said. Go straight into Edwin's room.

But when he arrived in the room, he was confused, what to do and how.

“Bathroom! Okay to the bathroom first,” murmur directly into the bathroom in the room.

He washed his face on the sink. Staring at a part of his face that turned out at some point there was bruising and redness due to the blows of criminals last night.

Suddenly the creepy shadow was again drawn in his eyes, he immediately blinked not wanting to think about it anymore.

“Huft, geez, why my body so limp like this yes,” muttered, who suddenly felt weak and unwell when remembering the events of last night that made him almost lose his breath and his purity.

After washing his face, Kalala also dried it with a small towel that was there. Then justify her hair tied with bun-shaped ties that look a little disheveled.

After releasing his contact lens, Kalala was confused, because he did not bring his glasses, but his current contact lens must be removed immediately.

“Already, it's okay, not too bad anyway, my view can still be seen clearly, yes even though it's so blurry anyway,” murmured, because actually, Kalala has a problem with her eyes, Kalala, he has a problem of nearsightedness.

After that he was about to take off Edwin's bomber jacket, but when he opened it, he realized that his clothes had been torn and if he did not wear a jacket, his clothes were not worth wearing. He abandoned his intention to remove the jacket.

“For so long she, well past five minutes!” gerutu Edwin who was waiting in the TV room.

Edwin was a very disciplined person in his life. Time he thinks is precious. He most do not like to be made menuggu, let alone wait for things that he thinks are in vain. As now, he felt his time was wasted just because he waited for Kalala to leave his room.

And not for long, Kalala came out of Edwin's room. Edwin looked straight at him.

“This you, get ready to go home, like preparation for war! REALLY LONG!” cetusus emphasized the word 'very long' with cynicism.

“I-iya, sorry, I just released my eye lens contact first, after all the feeling did not last very long,” he replied slowly not feeling well.

“Not long what? I'm waiting for you to spend five minutes!” exciting Edwin.

“Jeez dragon! Just five minutes long! How if you are like other girls, told to wait 2 hours, can moss him,” muttered Kalala slowly grumbling indistinctly.

“Why? You're swearing at me huh?” edwin did not relax.

Kalala immediately shaved her face. “No! Who try ih, geer!”

“Already, quickly exit!” edwin's word wasn't relaxed. Kalala was upset and came out of the apartment unit owned by the man. And they went down to the basement, using the elevator.

And while in the elevator, after a while, Edwin suddenly put the back of his hand on Kalala's forehead. Direct contact makes Kalala backtrack a little away, because honestly, Kalala is most anti-touch like that by men. Although Kalala knew Edwin was a good person, but still if not familiar, Kalala was always vigilant and chose to avoid.

“Custom a time! I just want to check, your heat has gone down or not!” exciting Edwin.

“Hah? Hot? Did I have a fever last night?” ask Kalala in my heart.

And tring .... The elevator door was open, Edwin immediately stepped out just leaving Kalala first.

And when Kalala woke up from her daydream, she immediately ran a small chase after Edwin steps towards her car.

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Side Story's

If Kalala knew, last night Edwin the stiff and cold man, very, very worried about the condition of Kalala. Especially when Kalala's body temperature was above the normal limit, not to mention the constant sweat coming out of Kalala's forehead, making Edwin so unbearable to see it.

"He must have been so frightened that even fainting like this still seemed to tremble" Edwin murmured, looking at him with pity.

So, Edwin was the one who kept and compressed Kalala's head overnight, putting aside his rest, until the body temperature of the girl returned to normal. And because of that, Edwin last night only slept a few hours. Because actually, behind the cold attitude and the face of Jutek Edwin, there is a very high sense of care that is attached to the soul of Edwin.

Being cold is okay, but caring is important-Edwin.

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