SIN (Lecturer Dear)

Chapter 48: Defeating the Ego

"Maybe we didn't fit in from the start. We're just being arranged, too! No one knows we are married! No one knows I'm your wife!" said Karen with a wavy tone of voice. He still insists on leaving, but Darren is reluctant to let go of the grip on his wrist.

Darren opened half his mouth, turning his face away for a moment while massaging the temple as it was almost out of words. "You can't be childish like this, dong! The time of being advised and reprimanded is immediately scourged. It's for your own good, too."

"I am childish! That's why you're looking for a more mature girl. I have a lot of lack. Not the ideal wife. Especially I just ...." Karen while biting her arm to hold back the rate of tears. The more he spoke, the more his tears seemed to be thrashing out.

The floating sentence that had just jumped from Karen's mouth, invited a big question mark in Darren.

"Tell me the same thing that happened! Red marks on your cheeks because of what?" asked Darren with eyes still fixed on the former slap.

"It's none of your business! I'm going home!" Karen raised her voice intonation. He was still trying to escape the clutches of Darren's hand that held him back.

"This is not where I live, but where we both live. Where you came home, yes, here" Darren said.

"I don't want to stay with you anymore!" sternly Karen with a higher tone of voice. He continues to be consumed by his ego's incitement to leave.

Darren nodded. "OKAY. If any of us have to leave, let me get the hell out of here!"

Darren took off his hand and pushed the woman's suitcase. Now, it was her turn to take her suitcase and start packing clothes like Karen did before. It certainly makes Karen gasp at once frozen instantly. His lips suddenly blurted out saying something. However, the look in his eyes slightly elicited panic.

Shouldn't Darren try to prevent it, ban it, persuade it or just say don't go? Why is that guy leaving now? Why is it like this?

His current resentment, was not a matter of the harsh reprimand the man had thrown. Really am! If it were to be honest, there was a lump of disappointment occupying the space of his heart at this moment. Disappointed by her husband's poor judgment of her. Disappointed because his mouth was too heavy to tell what he had experienced. And also, disappointed at not being able to become a perfect figure in the eyes of that man. Especially with the unpleasant events that have just happened. Unfortunately, not all words stored in the heart can be issued so easily.

Darren had finished packing his things and was preparing to leave. For a moment, the couple looked at each other in lara.

Darren took a breath, then exhaled violently. "Maybe we should look at each other introspectively. Take care of yourself. I'm leaving!"

Darren stepped over while pulling his small suitcase. He passed Karen who was still petrified. As soon as the man came out of the room, the atmosphere suddenly quieted down. Only the sound of footsteps and wheels of the suitcase began to drift away.

Karen's down. He immediately covered his face with both palms while crying out. However, a second later he was stunned as the tall, strapping figure hugged him from behind.

"If you cry like this, how can I leave you alone here?" whispered the man in a helpless voice while wrapping his hands around the woman's body.

Karen gasp. The sound of her sobbing suddenly subsided, although the tears did not stop sliding. He stared at the white-veined hand, to make sure it was really Darren.

Darren twisted his wife's body gently, then re-administered the slim body. He rests Karen's head on the chest of her field, then gently strokes the disheveled hair.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I hurt you with my words" Darren said, sounding hoarse.

In that instant, Karen's cries broke again. She gripped her husband's back, remembering one grueling day she had been through. Starting from the talk of the students who made him insecure, the values of his duties that were discovered by his husband, to the traumatic event that hit him a while ago.

Darren cupped Karen in the face with both hands, then looked at the female bead. "What happened to you? You can't cry like this if you don't do anything!"

Karen dropped her gaze down, refusing to look at Darren. She shook her head and only continued to sob in her husband's arms.

Still hugging the woman, Darren again asked, "Didn't you want my ma's story?"

Karen returned to her head. "It's really bad. I ... I .. almost raped. All because of my fault for setting a trap! I don't want to go there anymore!"

Darren was flabbergasted for a moment. He immediately tightened his embrace while kissing deeply in his wife's head.

"I'm sorry .. sorry," said Daren in a soft-sounding tone, "sorry. I'm sorry I'm not enough to understand what has happened to you" he said with misty eyes and bully teeth as he held back anger at the man who had dared to touch his wife. There must be anger inside him. However, instead of exposing her anger, she chose to calm Karen down first.

Darren tightened his embrace, letting Karen vent all her emotions. The warmth of his body that moved on the woman, able to relieve the cry. As it turns out, the household is not a place to look for losing and winning. It's not about who should apologize first. Marriage is about giving up. Fight the ego, to win the commitment. That's what they just got out of this fight.

After being quiet enough, Karen also told the chronology of her arrival to the dark world of the night. Until the fateful incident that made him get a traumatic bad experience for the first time.

"You remember their features, don't you? We're making a report in the police, okay?"

Karen shook her head for the umpteenth time while still hugging her husband. "I'm scared. I'm afraid that someone knows I've been harassed. I just want to be next to you right now."

Darren nodded, understanding the shock his wife was going through. "Then look at me!" pinta Darren with a soft voice.

Karen raised her gaze hesitantly. The handsome face of her husband combined with a stark look instantly filled her vision. The two pairs of eyes were full of love, although mixed with bitterness.

Darren stroked Karen's red cheeks, wiped her tears, then slipped the hairpin that covered his wife's face. When she was about to bring her face closer slowly, Karen spontaneously snarled with a fearful expression on her face.

"Look at me!" pinta Darren is back.

Karen looked doubtfully at her husband. The man's burly hand wrapped his tiny hand.

"I will make you forget the same incident," said Darren staring at the beautiful eyes framed by the puddles of tears. He gently pulled his wife's chin, then tucked her warm lips there.

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