ROMAN PSYCHOLOGY

HUMILIATED

"No, that's not the problem. Anu .., you should brush your teeth first. Actually, I don't like the smell of garlic" he said bluntly.

Hearing Misya's statement, Harry could no longer contain his embarrassment. Harry hurried to leave Misya alone in his yard.

Harry's self-esteem is like being trampled by Misya, a young girl who will become his contract wife. In a hurry, Harry entered his house. While Misya who was left alone in the yard of the house can only scratch her head because of confusion.

'Why did he leave me here? Then why did he force me here? Did I make a mistake?' ask Misya inside her mind.

Harry went into his bathroom and saw his reflection in the mirror. Plaque! Plaque! Harry flapped his palm on the table in front of the mirror.

Harry's eyes glared sharply, staring at himself with a wrathful look. The look in his eyes was very sharp, like an eagle king who grabbed a chicken village.

'Cannot be allowed. How insolent that girl is! How dare he trample on my pride. I am Harry Libernado, a man who loves to play around with the lives of others, especially the women. How ridiculous! How could I possibly be playing with a girl like her? Just wait, I will definitely reply back many times, ' Harry's inner self infuriated.

Harry swept his longest toothbrush and toothpaste neatly in front of him. Irritated, Harry brushed his teeth violently. Harry's thoughts were filled with his hatred for Misya who had unintentionally trampled on his pride.

After brushing his teeth, Harry returned to Misya who was still in his yard. Roughly, Herry slit Misya's wrist and dragged her along.

Misya scrunched her eyebrows together, looking back at Harry's head, when she found him being treated harshly by Harry. Misya was indeed an innocent girl, but she was not a stupid girl. He could immediately tell if Harry was currently committing violence against him.

"Where are you taking me?" misha asked in a panic.

Harry accidentally does not answer the question from Misya and ignores it. He continues to drag Misya roughly, while Misya has no power to defend herself. Missya could only follow Harry's extremely wide and fast footsteps.

Harry's footsteps were very fast, making Misya tired and overwhelmed. Misya finally stumbled on her own feet and fell down. His knee hit the background of the paved yard very hard.

"Aw! It hurts so much" cried Misya.

Knowing that Misya had fallen, Harry immediately released the grip of his hand and stopped his footsteps. Harry turned around and looked at Misya who was busy blowing on her scuffed and bleeding knee.

Harry looked at Misya with a very cold look and expression, without the slightest feeling. Seeing Misya who was injured, Harry did not care about the wound on the knee of Missya.

Harry lowered his body and re-wrapped Misya's wrist. Harry forced Misya to stand up violently. Misya initially rebelled and protested her birthright to Harry.

"I'm hurt. It should be that when a man sees a girl getting hurt, shouldn't he help her or treat her and such? You're so mean. At least let me treat my own wounds," Misya said boldly.

Harry listened to Misya, but pretended not to hear her. Harry kept dragging Misya around violently.

Hearing Misya's words, Harry just decorated his lips with a sly smile. He was the meanest and cruelest man ever.

Harry dragged Misya roughly and began to enter her magnificent home. Seeing the very antique and expensive items, Missya was amazed.

However, Misya regained her senses by shaking her head. Now was not the time for Misya to admire those luxury items.

"I .., that ...," Misya's words hung with hesitation.

Harry stopped dragging Misya and stopped his steps. Harry turned around and gave Misya a chance to speak.

"Say! What do you want to say?" asked Harry with his trademark cold expression.

"That's ..., look, can I go to the toilet for a second?" Misya tries to find a reason so she can escape from Harry's clutches and surveillance.

"Toilets? It's at the end ..., there," said Harry.

Harry showed his index finger, pointing to the toilet at the end of his house. Misya immediately turned her head towards the spot pointed by Harry.

Seeing such a long passageway, making Misya just a small laugh was unclear. Whatever the reason was, provided that Misya could run away from him.

"Ha, ha, ha, then, I'll let you borrow your toilet for a second." Misya laughed indistinctly and immediately walked towards the place that Harry had pointed to.

Seeing Misya who seemed to rush away from him, Harry immediately stopped Misya with his words. Hearing Harry's words, Misya immediately stopped without turning back in the slightest.

"Do you want me to take you?" ask Harry, offering his help.

"No need, I can look for it myself," Misya replied frantically.

"really? Are you sure you won't get lost? The toilet is at the far end and far away" Harry said.

Misya turned around and answered eloquently, accompanied by her body movements,"I can look for her myself. I don't want to trouble you. You look very tired, you should rest" advised Misya, while balancing her speech with her body language.

Harry just smiled next to his lips and grinned. Then he answered the saying of Misha, "Well, if that's what you want. Please find your own way," concluded Harry.

Misya immediately turned around quickly and walked towards her destination. He walked down the hallway of Harry's house, which was beside him with many doors. Misya did not know what the door was and she was not curious, which was certainly the door that contained a room.

Misya continued walking down the hallway, until she was in the corner of the room and found a door there. Misya immediately clicked the doorknob and it turned out that the door was not locked.

Missya pushed the door and entered into a room that was nothing but a toilet. Misya immediately pulled out her phonsell and immediately contacted her close friend.

Misya immediately called the number of Aldi, her best friend. However, Aldi did not lift it because he was bathing. Many times Misya called, but Aldi did not answer the phone from her.

Misya eventually stops contacting Aldi and tries to contact her other friend. His friend picked him up, but he did not hear Misya's words well. Because it seems, Misya's friend is gathering crowded with other children.

"Vera, Vera, help me! Can you come help me? His home address is ..." Not had time for Misya to finish her speech, Vera immediately cut it off.

"Hello, sorry Misya, I didn't hear it clearly. It's so crowded here, I'm busy. I'll call again" he said before ending his phone.