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PoV ARKANA

Laung just got into the car. He closed the door violently. Then turned to me.

He studied my face. Swallowed his saliva once, to hide his anger. He tried it. But I saw his sharp eyes, shining like they were going to eat me up any minute.

"Where have you been?" he asked in a low voice.

I sighed, facing forward, "I'm at my mother's house." I said.

"All of a sudden, you went to your mother's house?"

"Suddenly I miss my mother. Then I went there."

Laung nodded his head. As if distracting himself, he started the car engine.

"But you can't tell me!?"  he shouted. Pounding the steering wheel like crazy.

I gasped. Shocked and scared at the same time.

"I apologize. Okay? Don't be angry." I persuade. Trying to win his heart by leaning on his shoulder. "I am sorry."

He doesn't move. I turned to him, kissing his unshaven cheek. "Let's go home."

Still not making a sound, now I rubbed his chest.

"Next time, when you are going back to your mother's house, tell me. I don't mind taking you."

I nodded.

He kissed my forehead, then my lips, before he change his mind.

"We go to my house."

I said yes, buckled my seatbelt and sat quietly until we got to his house.

Laung got out of the car, waiting for me to quickly open the door. Then he carried my hand into the house.

"Where are your parents?"

"They've gone work." he answered.

I scanned the house. Sitting on the sofa in his majestic living room.

"Let's go to my room, or do you want breakfast first?" now he changed his intonation to be softer.

I smiled, "I'm so hungry. Maybe we should have breakfast first?"

Laung looked at me, "Later, we'll have breakfast later." He caressed my cheek. Then pulled my hand up the stairs, to his room.

He sat me on the edge of his bed. Then took off my jacket. Arrange it in caps stock near the door. He took off his clothes too.

"Hm, Laung?" I called.

Laung approached. Sitting next to me with his bare chest. He kissed my neck.

I walked away, "I don't want to."

"We've been dating for six months."

"I know, but that doesn't mean I want to. I'm not ready, Laung." I touched his face. Caress him gently. "We can do it another time. I'm tired Laung, I'm hungry anyway."

Laung blinked. Then nodded as if he understood.

Unfortunately, what he did next was just the opposite. He pushed me. Unhook my jeans.

I refuse. Push him with my feet.

Laung bit his lip. Curious.

"We have to talk, Laung." I looked at him. Laung's shoulders rose and fell.

"We can talk later."

I shake my head, "Now."

"You want us to break up?"

"It is not like that," I answered. Confused about where to start.

"That's good then," he said coldly. "Now take off your shirt before I rip it off." his jaw hardened.

"Laung, I've never done that."

"Or you don't want me to know you've done it." I find that sentence hard to believe.

I opened my mouth, "Wow, what is that, Laung?"

"You're having an affair maybe? Or you don't really want me to know that you've done it with someone else. So you don't want to do it with me." Laung paced.

"Laung," I called. But he ignores me.

For me, this talk would be pointless. "Then I'll go." I stood up, took my jacket, and put it on.

"If you think so Laung, so it is what it is. Next time when you can get rid of your unreasonable thoughts. We can talk." I went to the door to open it.

The door is locked. And the key is not there.

I turned around again. "Open the door. I want to go home." I tried very hard not to get ignited. All things can be said well. I think.

Laung patted the edge of the bed. Tell me to sit down. I do not want to.

"Sit down first. If you want me to open the door."

I gave up. I sit next to him."What do you want, Laung?" I asked patiently.

He rubbed his chin, after a sigh, he finally spoke."Sleep with me."

"Sleep? It's still early, Laung."

"I have not slept. I've been looking for you all night. It's a holiday."

I looked at him. "Okay. But I need to go to the bathroom, first."

Laung nodded. He stood up, took the key from his pocket, and opened the door.

I stepped outside, he followed behind, "I know where the bathroom is." and Laung stopped.

I walked down the hall, into the bathroom. Take out the phone and turn it on. While on the phone I turned on the tap.

"Damn," I said. Svaha didn't pick up my call. I tried again. And again. Svaha didn't answer. "Okay, Arkana. Now, how about you save yourself?" I talk to my reflection in the mirror.

I slowly opened the bathroom door. On tiptoe through Laung's room towards the stairs. When I got there, Laung was waiting. He sat on the third step.

"Not that fast." He said.

I backed away, he chased. Catching me immediately, pushed me against the wall until my head was dizzy from hitting it.

"You're hurting me."

"You tried to run away."

"Psycho."

"I can be gentle. But you rejected me." Laung raised his hand. Large cloth shears got stuck in there, soon he was going to cut my shirt.

"Okay. Okay." I said, holding back my panic.

Laung smiling.

I returned to his room. Before getting into bed he suddenly hugged me from behind. Unhook my pants. Bring it down fast.

After that. I just close my eyes. Let him do what he wants.

"I could have reported you to the police." I threatened after getting out of Svaha's rental room.

"You won't do it," Laung said.

"I can."

"What do you want to tell them? My boyfriend raped me? What if they laugh instead?"

I choked, "Svaha will believe me."

"She's not a cop. And she wasn't there." Laung hugged me from behind. "I'm your boyfriend. You are mine. I will not hurt you. As long as you're not stubborn."

Laung led me into his car. Before starting the engine and leaving, he kissed my forehead. From where I sat, I saw Svaha peeking out of the window of her rented room.

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