Wounds of a Woman

Wounds of a Woman
Episode 3



CHAPTER 3


 


 


Who is he?


 


 


Ariana Princess Pov


 


 


I look up at the afternoon sky, I don't know I hate this life. If you think I'm happy then I'll tell you the truth, I hate my life. I had to be the mistress of a rector just to finance my mother's hospital. My mother has kidney failure and you know how much I have to bear for her, I love my mother so much, she never even knew about me because I didn't want to hurt her. If you ask me where my father is then I will answer I don't know, I don't care about that person. I hope that man dies. The son of a bitch arranged my life even with the heart to sell his own daughter who ended up being a mistress.


 


 


The shit! That guy who bought me so clever manipulatively cheated everyone. By saying if I am his adopted son, but otherwise I must be his lustful gratifier whenever he wants. I also never know, why would a gentleman who already has a wife and family be such a dick? To be honest I wanted to escape, but I needed that guy's money to fund my life and my mom's treatment. I'm sobbing, why isn't God so fair? Why should I be given a life like this?


 


 


I'd love to jump off the roof of this graduate building, but if I die then who will pay for my mother's treatment. I cried and I broke all my emotions, I didn't care if anyone saw me.


 


 


I wiped my tears, I think I've been here too long. I was afraid my mother was looking for me and I wasn't next to her. I turned around, just then I felt the presence of someone other than me, I was shocked involuntarily that my body was wobbly. I don't know what happened next, when I opened my eyes I was there.


 


 


"Whose mom?" ask me while wiping my tears.


 


 


My reflexes moved away from him, but who would have thought if he would smile broadly at me. When I sat down, he sat near me.


 


 


"Why are you crying?" instead of answering my question, this freak asked me something that scared me, I was afraid that this man would treat me badly. Men are assholes, and I need to get away from this man. I subconsciously took my body away from her, but she followed me until I was cornered. Just once I move I will fall from this building and I have not expected that to happen to me.


 


 


"What do you want?" my great-grandchild.


 


 


"Why are you crying?" again that's what I heard, I'm getting more and more scared that this guy is going to act evil on me. I shook my head as a sign that I was answering her question, but instead the man was holding my shoulder. My body trembled in fear, I was afraid this man would do anything to me.


 


 


I try to relax, as if this is nothing.


 


 


"You know for the first time" he cut off his words, and it made me wonder what this man was saying.


 


 


"I saw a girl who was crying, looking very pretty in my eyes." My face was raised looking at her dark black eyes, somehow my heart was pounding so hard, honestly because this was the first time a man had said such a sweet thing to me. I was still staring at him, I was trying to record everything about this man for a moment, at least someone was looking at me sincerely.


 


 


"I'm sorry?" I said while releasing his hand.


 


 


"Why should I apologize?" tanyakanya.


 


 


"Excuse me I'm leaving." I stood up to leave him, I thought he would let me go, but he followed me. Honestly I was wrong and I did not like the vibrations that spread in my body just because he was the first person I met but was able to affect my life. I turned my body, and looked at the man.


 


 


"Sorry why are you following me?" much


 


 


"If I said I was interested in you, would you be angry." Speak in a confident tone.


 


 


I didn't say anything, I ran to leave him. I was afraid that the man would just deceive me and hurt me like any other man. I sped up my pace when I realized that the man was following me. I turned into a passageway, to hide away from him. And it worked, the man thought I was gone. I secretly smiled happily, I don't know that man was able to improve my mood instantly.


 


 


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I ran to justify my shirt, I sighed. This man can still tell me to satisfy his lust even though there is a demonstration of trepidation in front of this building.I also never know, I never know, even though he only served a year as rector but has made many cases, ah even he bought me as his mistress. I do not know what the human mind is made of, but already four-headed and have two children but still behave depraved and stupid I follow everything the man wants. Patience Ariana is all for money, for your mother's sake.


 


 


"You may go, but if you still want to satisfy my lust I will gladly accept it." Andre said in a seductive tone, I silenced him. I did all this by force, I never enjoyed it. Because in my heart I want to end this stupid thing.


 


 


"I'm leaving." I slammed the door. I can still hear his laughter.


 


 


I came out of the room behaving normally, and greeted the clerk whose face was muddled by the calls of the demo from outside the building. I sped my way to the main door and I made it out of this hell.


 


 


 


 


When we made it out of the crowd, I quickly broke away from the man, but the man did not let go, instead he hugged me tightly. I saw the Student Executive Board uniform attached to the man, I guess if he was one of the activists on this campus. So he's an influential person at this college.


 


 


"Mas, let go." My love. I'm starting to get distracted by people.


 


 


"Okay, but you don't go." Replying to the man, I nodded my head approving of the man's words.


 


 


Then the man let go of my embrace, but not with his hand. His hand clasped tightly onto my hand and even led me into the building in one of the Engineering Faculty. We climbed the stairs that led us to the 3rd floor, I looked at the back of this man, I don't know he looks dazzling in my eyes. No man has ever treated me gently. The man continued to walk in search of an empty room, until at the end of the hall he managed to find it. I continued to be behind him, clasping his hand tightly. Honestly I'm afraid that man will do anything to me, but why would I think of anything if I wasn't worth saying like a woman, I'm dirty so what do I need to take care of from men. I smiled thinking about that.


 


 


The man opened the door of the room, then took off my hand. We both went into that class. I walked closer to the window, the man followed me, and he stood beside me.


 


 


"What are you doing in the rectorate building?" ask the man curious.


 


 


'I've done something that might disgust me.' I said in my heart, honestly I wanted to talk but I undo it.


 


 


"Welcome to my father." I reply.


 


 


The man seemed to think for a moment digesting my words, the man's eyes immediately rounded staring at the girl in disbelief. Am I the son of the rector of this college? as if I could read the man's face, I nodded my head.


 


 


"Why don't I ever know?" ask the man.


 


 


'if you knew I was his mistress, would you still want to greet me?' added me in my heart.


 


 


"Why should I tell mas?" I asked back, The smiling man heard my words. Sometimes I wonder why this guy is so happy to smile. I even hate smiling.


 


 


"Since I met you, there's one thing I've learned." Said the man, his black eyes looking me deeply. I frowned confused at the man's words.


 


 


"You know what that is?"


 


 


"What?" manya curious.


 


 


The man was silent, not answering. He looked out the window and saw a crowd of people marching in front of the rector's office.


 


 


"Who's your name?" instead of answering, but the man turned away with an honest question there was a curiosity in my heart.


 


 


"What does a name mean until you ask it." I turned around saying in a sharp tone, the man chuckled at hearing it. Still in the same position we turned our backs on each other,


 


 


"Because I want to know what your name is?"


 


 


"Just curiosity isn't enough to get someone's name." My speech.


 


 


"You look different from yesterday" said the man involuntarily, my body shaking as to whether this man knew my secret.


 


 


"That's none of your business," I quickly left the man. I'm afraid that guy's getting into my world deeper.  I don't want to get involved with anyone enough of my painful life. But I like the presence of the man, a little bit of color in my life.


 


 


And why does God always meet me with that man, who is he really? who's the guy? Was he sent by God to change my life?