ROMAN PSYCHOLOGY
THE SUBSTITUTE WOMAN OF THE PAST
Harry began to speak up and again strengthened his grip on Misya's body, even stronger this time than before. "Misyarel Adellia, you have made the fatal mistake of saying that to me. I will never forgive anyone who wronged me" he said.
Misya moans in pain, as she gets rough treatment from Harry. His shoulder, which was painful, now felt like numbness. His blood, which had once settled, began to freeze because of it.
"Shoppers! You've really gone crazy. Unhand me! You're hurting me." The swear words did not escape the throws that came out of the mouth of Misha.
Misya who was furious, did not want to lose to Harry, even though she had been tortured in such a way. His actions did not make him regret, even though his actions increasingly made him tormented.
Harry stared fixedly at the face of Misya covered by a black cloth. It is as if he is losing consciousness of himself. His horror made Misya feel intense pain in the shoulder she gripped, to spread to her other body.
With his carelessness, Harry began to wrestle Misya violently. Harry's treatment makes Misya moan in pain. Misya tries to escape from her savage grip, but she is helpless. Both of his arms were tied and his body was unable to move.
"Tu-Master, can't you soften a little? You hurt me, your treatment is very painful," whispered Misya who had unconsciously shed tears in both of her eyes.
"That's smart. The call of 'Master' was a perfect fit for me. I love the way you call me that" Harry said without forgetting his excitement.
Harry continues to wrestle Misya's body with his cruel attitude. Until at the end ....
"What are you guys doing? Did I come at the wrong time?!!" yell at someone hysterically.
Someone suddenly came and walked into the room where the two of them were staging their heat. He's Alan, Harry's secretary.
Alan whom Harry had asked to come had finally arrived. By the time Alan walked into Harry's house, he felt a deep silence.
The door of the house was wide open, but it looked like it was uninhabited. He remembered that Harry had told him to bring a woman's clothes. But when he arrived, he did not see the figure of Harry, even his phonsell in a state of silence.
Alan just fad around Harry's house and look for Harry's whereabouts. Until finally, he saw one of the open rooms, while the other room around him was tightly closed.
Alan was curious about the open room. He thought that Harry must have been there. But after he got into it, he saw something unexpected.
Alan who was faced with the indecent scene immediately turned his body and covered his eyes with one of his palms, while the other hand was holding a shopping bag.
"Aishhhh! It's really disturbing" said Harry.
Realizing someone had come and disturbed his pleasure, Harry began to feel upset. Harry began to wake up and rise from his place, leaving Misya who was not wearing a cloth at the time.
Harry ruffled to his waist and looked at Alan's back who was behind him. Then, he took his T-shirt and put it on. Then, he walked up to Alan and passed him just like that.
Secretary Alan raised both eyebrows, then followed Harry behind him. They came out of the room and left Misya there alone.
"Lord, what's my fault? Is it not enough, I was born into a broken family? Is it not enough, my mother left me? Is it still not enough to have a gambler father? Why should I bring in a future husband as violent as the devil?" lirih Misya in her mind.
Misya ended up crying so badly, in a condition that was still tied and her eyes were covered by a black cloth. Already broken, his heart had been smashed into pieces, melted, then the dust grains had been blown away by the wind. That was how he felt right now, crushed with nothing left. His heart had been repeatedly struck, cracked, shattered, and then rebuilt. It was always like that over and over again, like everything he had felt. It is said that man has a clean heart, really bullshit! Man is the cruelest creature, simply because he occupies the top of the food chain.
If you think, funny? Even a piece of paper is more valuable and has the power to control his body, his life, and even his human rights.
***
Alan followed Harry behind him, with an unblocked look of the eye looking behind Harry's head. He seemed to be keeping a lot of things that he wanted to ask Harry.
After exiting the room, they walked down the hallway and stopped right in the middle of the living room.
Harry stopped his steps and followed Alan who stopped his steps behind him. Then, Harry turned around and rubbed his misty hair back while ruffled next to his waist.
Harry looked frustrated, but tried to hold him back. "Hey, give me the stuff I ordered!" his orders.
Alan hurriedly thrust out a bag of groceries that had been grasped in his right hand. Alan's eyes never once diverted from Harry's figure. He seemed to have many questions that he was very hesitant to ask directly.
Harry was not stupid to not know that his secretary had many things that disturbed his mind. Just observing his movements, Harry knew that his secretary must have been curious about what he had just done and what he had just witnessed.
"Why? The look in your eyes is very suspicious" he said, then stopped his speech for a moment. "Aren't you curious about what I just did to that girl?" tanyakanya.
Alan just grimaced indistinctly. He felt a little strange with the awkward atmosphere adorned between them. "I'm not curious about what you've just done and what I've just seen" he said, then stopped for a moment. "Of course, because it's routine for you" he said.
Harry leaned his head and widened his eyes. Then, he floated the shopping bag towards Alan. Alan reflex protected his head with both palms. But Harry did not hit him. It only scares Alan.
Alan began to open his closed eyes reflexively, then put away the two palms that protected his head. He straightened his body back firmly.
"I'm not curious about what you're doing, because of course I already know your indecent treatment like that" he said. "I just want to know, why did you do all that to him?" tanyakanya.
Harry furrowed his eyebrows, not understanding the meaning of the words just spoken by his secretary. "What do you mean?" tanyakanya.
"You do like to flirt with women and play with them, but you've never been this bad." he said. After a moment of silence, he continued his words. "What's your reason for doing it? You threatened her, forced her to be a dirty wife, and then took her honor before the wedding. What do you mean, then, is torturing him by tying him up, then closing his eyes with a cloth? Don't think, I didn't know that you did it, because I remember the events of 6 years ago," Alan said.
