Marrying the King of Darkness

Wudu Water

"Ooii ... Why daydream? log in! it's raining."

The sound was wet raspy, firm yet deadly was none other than the voice of Gan Arya.

"Come in! " his order once again this time while dragging my hand. I followed the long footsteps, our footsteps clashing with the rain.

Why do I obey in his hand like a child who sulks and then shut up when given candy. Am I exposed to his knowledge?  it can't be like this.

"Release ... " I tried to let go of that burly hand. Finally he let me go, the rain was pouring down on us.

"Let's get in! It's raining!" his orders.

"I'm not afraid of the rain that I fear torment from him, we're not believers don't ever touch me," I warned Gan Arya vaguely not so clear because the rain was getting heavier. I just realized she wasn't wearing just black jeans.

He looked at me, I couldn't see the look on his face but I felt him looking at me, instead of being afraid of the threat he was pulling the blanket I was wearing, automatically our bodies faced and fused in that wet blanket.

"Have you forgotten that I bought you. Your sister I've set you free, not that you promise to obey all my wishes. I want to eat you now."

"What!?"

This man really did not know himself, in the rain like this still said that.

This blanket binds my body and body. Perhaps because of the instinctual male soul that wanted to seek the warmth of the body, making him act like this, I just remained silent as the muscular stocky hand raised this body.

Yeah ... Gan Arya carried me, this self unable to resist, my body shivering tingling perhaps due to too long rain. Surprisingly he who does not wear his body clothes feels warm, this self feels comfortable in his carrier. I don't know what magic he has.

****

Gan Arya brought me into the room, on the edge of the sand grill stood firmly upright small buildings that were a few steps away, a kind of inn.

"Are you comfortable like this? don't want to go down."

My mind floated everywhere not realizing that it had reached the room I had occupied this morning.

He took off his carrier, I did not bring any clothes at all my clothes that I wore somewhere last night, while the pajamas of the inn were torn to the left-right due to the actions of this man in front of me.

Why my body suddenly difficult to move a kind of cramp, move a little it feels like this joint is painful, even though I have no history of hypothermia.

"What's up!? what's your name!?" asked Gan Arya, she changed clothes in front of me. I was so ashamed to see it, but this body why would it not turn away as if I wanted to see it naked.

"Ti-ti-tid-da-k." Why this mouth is difficult to move.

Gan Arya approached me, "what's wrong?" the question was once again, he placed that burly hand on this forehead, it felt like my heart was pounding erratically.

"What's wrong with me, why does it feel like this heart wants to jump," my mind wondered.

"You have a fever ..," said Gan Arya while removing the wet blanket from my body, now only this shirt is attached to this body, oh no. does he want to take off this shirt.

"What are you doing, Gan? please don't do that ... My body cramp can't be moved it hurts so much," I refused.

"Shut up! I'm not gonna hurt you."

This man took me in his arms and then put me on the bed, he let go of everything that was attached to my body, it felt like I wanted to dodge it, but this body ached so much. He covered me with a new blanket, but this strange body was still cold and painful.

Gan Arya rubbed my hands and feet with her palms. Not only that, he also attacked my sensitive body parts.

"Actually what are you doing. You savage man, using me when I'm powerless, "my inner self.

My heart keeps on scolding her, I hate myself so much, I hate her so much.

The muscular burly hand I bit, it felt so hard what this man was made of. I held back so as not to sigh lest I should endure.

Attack after attack he did, I can't stand the feeling of all the pain, this body continues to squirm, my eyes can no longer be awake.

"Don't close your eyes, hang on, ooii .. hang on!"

I saw his face, he was sweating. When heavy rain hit the foot of the volcano, he sweated, slowly my body temperature warmed, after which I could no longer. My eyes closed and I don't remember anything.

****

Why here does not sound at all azan, why can I forget my duty. This has something to do with the man sleeping next to me.

"What have I done? Forgive your servant duh wrestling ...." I kept saying the word istigfar,

I slowly let go of the heavy hand that was coiling in this hole.

He squirms and asks, "Where are you going?"

"I want to pray, where's the musoll?" I asked Gan Arya.

"Having been praying for a while, you know last night was exhausting" replied the man in a flat tone with no expression.

"What have you done," I kept cursing while beating him.

"Based on a selfless man, savage, asshole, I hate you .. Leave me alone! out!" I shouted while pointing at the door, I can't stand the feeling that I hate you so much Gan Arya, this hatred is too deep I'm sick of seeing that face of yours.

I hate this myself, why is my fate like this? I'm ashamed of you Gusti, I'm ashamed of the name I bear. This self does not deserve to be called Layla Az-zahra (holy night) now my name is not Layla I replaced this with the name Srikandi.

****

My cries were silent, these tears kept flowing until the inn cushion was filled with sweat and tears.

"I'm sorry ..," she asked.

"After everything you've done to me .." as a circus.

This man is sitting in bed, I can feel this bed squeaking.

She wrapped her hands around my ping and stroked my hair, as soon as I jumped up and stood up.

"Please calm down .. "the request.

"What do you want, if you want my hair well I'll cut it."

"Ooii .. calm down."

I picked up the fruit knife on the table and directly sliced my hair,

Gan Arya caught and twisted my hand, the knife was snatched away.

"What are you doing!?"

"I hate you so much" I said, spitting on his handsome face.

As soon as he let me go, "Originally you knew last night that your life was in danger of you getting hypothermia, I was trying to help you. Yes .. I warm you."

"YOU!" screech me while slapping that smooth cheek. But Gan Arya's cheek had not yet passed, my hand stopped like someone was stopping my hand, who exactly is this savage man?

"Bandah! I prepared the warm water of seven flower nodokan. And this is Mukena, so get some rest." Reply Gan Arya sok sage.

"Why are you still standing there, what do you want to take a bath?" continued.

"You're a fucking savage man!" I said as I walked into the bathroom I slammed the door to vent my resentment towards him.

"I'm just helping you, saving your life Layla no more" muttered Gan Arya.

But I can listen to her, "Don't mind me Layla .. I hate myself .. I hate you ... Gan Arya's a jerk," I said.

I tried to calm the turmoil in my heart and soak the fire of anger with ablution water.

There is a hadith that says, "when you are angry, it is anger that fire that can stop fire is water. The same one who can stop anger is the water of ablution."