The Hug His Darkness
The Part 67
Annora heard the story of Quirinus. It turns out that easy. Now he knows why the eye that always pulled him wanted to get closer managed to make the heart vibrate continuously. As it turns out, the dark highlight is not just from the color of the iris, but also a story that is far from happy.
“Why didn't you report to the Social Service? Your parents can get sanctions for abandoning children,” said Annora who until now has not been able to stem the sadness after knowing the past of Quirinus again. “You will also definitely get the highest possible education.”
“I used to be just a little kid who knew nothing, how to understand such a thing,” Quirinus replied. The man looked to the right when he heard Annora's different-pitched voice.
Quirinus' hands were raised and outstretched to help remove the wet traces on the woman's cheeks. “You've seen a very different life with you. So, I hope you can understand why I feel unworthy of you.”
Annora shook her head, then released the seatbelt. “If you wish I would back off after hearing all this, wrong.” There was a radiance of eyes filled with a strong determination shown by him as he stared at Quirinus.
Quirinus let out a tired sigh facing Annora who did not understand either. “What do you want after this? Still want to marry me? Not necessarily able to be a good Dad and husband.”
Slightly changing her sitting position, Annora now tilted to face the man in the steering chair. Not immediately giving a response, he looked first at Quirinus' handsome face until the figure became misbehaved himself.
So touched by Annora's words that sounded very sincere, it did not feel Quirinus also let out wet on the cheeks as well. He returned the woman's embrace, inhaling an ever-perfumed and soothing scent. “Give me time.”
“For?” Annora ended her grip, but did not return to sit in the original place, but only rewinded her face until the visibility of the two was a inch away.
Quirinus's burly right hand grabbed Annora's hip to hold her back so she wouldn't drown in the cramped car. While another one was used to wipe the smooth cheek before him. No one looked away, the conversation felt more serious and intense.
“I will try to find a new profession, earning income not from female satisfiers. At least until I can meet your needs later which may be very expensive because your lifestyle always uses items from well-known brands,” said Quirinus.
Annora nodded in disagreement. “Too long I wait, later become a spinster. After all, wearing any item is fine for me, it doesn't have to be expensive either. The purpose of getting you married is also not for that.”
“I know that you can be invited to live simply. But, where could make a woman whose life has been happy since childhood to suffer from marrying with a man who has nothing like me.”
