Temporary Marriage With Named People

Drenched Quyup

Hah ... not locked? Wait ... It's not usual that he left his room unlocked.

Wilona went inside, her eyes running through the interior of the room and not seeing Okta at all.

She where?

Wilona tries to go back inside to find Okta's whereabouts.

*ceklek* bathroom door in open. And Okta's out.

Wilona was shocked. On seeing Okta the road was thrown, her wet clothes dripping down the floor of the room. Okta doesn't even know Wilona's whereabouts in her room.

Ok-ta there's what's really going on.

Wilona's mind was torn between fear and curiosity seeing the state of Okta in front of her.

"Sir!" Wilona called lirih.

Suddenly Okta's gaze shifted to Wilona.  This gaze was a gaze that Wilona had never seen at all.

My gaze, weak and helpless.

Okta then wiped the water on her face slowly then lowered her head.

Looks like something's not right. Inner Wilona

Wilona approached hesitantly. Stand face to face with Okta. Look closely. His feelings now went from fear to compassion. Seeing Okta who is usually full of charisma and strength but this time seems like a helpless like, a child who needs the presence of his mother.

"Sir .. What happened?" Wilona asked again with a look of pity.

But Okta stayed down with a blank look, not responding to anything.

With a snapping tone Wilona once again asked.

"WHY ARE YOU SOAKING WET LIKE THIS?

Wilona's hand seemed to unconsciously shake Okta's body which seemed to not respond at all.

Okta then pulls Wilona's hand so that their bodies collide. Then he clenched Wilona tightly, so tightly that Wilona was very hard to breathe.

"P-wha." Wilona tries to take off Okta's embrace. But the more Wilona fights the tighter Okta embraces her.

Until the point Wilona was helpless again.Okta began to relax his embrace. There he hung his face on Wilona's shoulders.

"Just a moment ... just stay this way for a moment." a soft, vibrating voice finally came out of Okta's mouth.

Wilona finally resigned. It seems Wilona is aware that Okta is not doing well and needs attention.

Unaware Wilona's shirt was also wet, because it stuck with Okta's shirt. But he did not think about it at all, Wilona tried to brave herself to return Okta's embrace and pat her back slowly as if giving fortitude to the person in front of her.

After all this time, it seems like Okta is feeling better. Slowly Okta stretched her arms, Wilona quickly went into the bathroom, this was the first time Wilona had entered Okta's room so she was still confused by the layout of the room. He was looking for towels and

Ah .. here it is

Immediately he ran towards Okta and covered Okta's body with a towel, then soon he passed again looking for dry clothes for Okta.

Well, where are the clothes placed ... and why is this room all glass?

Why is the clock so twisted?

Wilona gasped for a moment then immediately opened a shelf that she herself did not know what was inside.

Oops these socks, ouch .. where the hell.

Then opened again

well this is a tie.

Wilona baffles in search of clothes.

Then he went back into another room and;

Here it is but ...

Back Wilona was confused by the wide assortment of formal dress collections hanging neatly around the room.

He scratched his head and searched again

Oops this underwear.

Wilona hurriedly closed it.

In the end, he found a shirt that Okta used to wear.

This is no longer the changing room.

Wilona then sorted out the house shirt for Okta.

Ah just this, it looks like Okta often wears this shirt at home.

Wilona then walked quickly and handed the clothes to Okta.

 "Hurry and change your clothes, sir, you'll be sick."

With my eyes Okta received her shirt with her left hand, the towel had fallen on the floor.His right hand slowly took off the buttons.

"Ah-ah, a little while, I'm out first." Said Wilona.

But Okta did not respond at all. Wilona turned and walked outside. Without realizing it, Okta looked at Wilona who walked past her room. Wilona then closed the door and behind the door, she stood there biting her fingernails.

Why is he today?

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Seriate

thank you to everyone who is still loyal to stop by and read this novel. Sorry if the writing style is 'teng pletot' aka hither and there is not classy yes, plus the reading signs follow chaotic.

hopefully the story can catch up.

Once again thank you and always be faithful love and vote too yes. ♡