Inside the room, Tristan tore the nightgown Haruna was wearing. Haruna continued to struggle under the crush of Tristan's body.
"Please! Let me go," said Haruna with tears running down her cheeks.
However, Tristan didn't stop either. After Haruna's body lay innocently without a single thread attached, Tristan got down from above Haruna's body and walked towards the wardrobe. He took another underwear and nightgown and threw it on top of Haruna's innocent body.
"Change your clothes! After that, meet me in the next room!" said Tristan. He walked away leaving Haruna. Annoyed, Tristan removed the tie that was still around the neck of his shirt. Tristan then went to the bathroom and took off all his clothes. Soaking in the warm water made Tristan calm down a bit. Seeing Haruna's neck which was blue from Stevi's strangulation, Tristan became very emotional. What's more, Haruna doesn't want to change clothes, even though Haruna's clothes are wet.
In an emotional state, Tristan didn't want to talk or tell Haruna to change her clothes. Tristan prefers to forcefully remove Haruna's wet nightgown. Tristan massaged his forehead as his head hurt. He didn't understand why he was so emotional seeing Haruna hurt. It was as if his heart didn't want to see Haruna in pain.
"I must be crazy. I should be happy that my goal of revenge can be realized. Stevi has hurt her, isn't that the same as helping me. However, why am I acting otherwise?" Tristan muttered under his breath. He was confused by his own feelings. Tristan's original goal was to bring Haruna to his house because he wanted to torture Haruna, then why did he become weak and forget his purpose.
Knock! Knock!
Tristan rinsed himself under the shower faucet. When he was done, Tristan put on a kimono towel and went to open the door for Haruna.
"Come in! Sit on the bed!" said Tristan with a cold look.
Haruna obeyed Tristan's orders without much protest. Haruna doesn't know what Tristan wants by telling Haruna to come to his room. She could only comply with Tristan's wishes for the safety of her family.
Tristan took a medicine box from the drawer of the small nightstand beside the bed. "Put the neck down!" Tristan said as he opened the lid of the ointment he was holding.
'He wants to treat my wound? I'm not dreaming, am I?' Haruna wondered in her heart. A soft touch on her neck made Haruna wake up from her daydream.
Tristan's index finger was moving to apply ointment on Haruna's neck. Haruna held her breath for a few seconds out of fear. She was afraid to make a mistake and ended up with Tristan's anger returning. She had escaped Tristan's grip earlier, but she wasn't sure she could escape again if Tristan's anger exploded again.
"Do you want to die holding your breath? You also deliberately didn't fight because you wanted to die, didn't you, but unfortunately you didn't die," Tristan said with a look like a sharp knife piercing.
Haruna immediately exhaled and got up from the bed. "Now, may I go?"
"No! Sit down and wait for me to finish putting on my clothes," said Tristan. He took a short-sleeved white shirt and black pants. Tristan went into the changing room and changed his clothes there.
Haruna breathed a sigh of relief that Tristan didn't change clothes in front of her. Even though Haruna could close her eyes, she was afraid that Tristan would change his mind and not wear clothes. Haruna is afraid that Tristan will force her again. Until now, Haruna was still very scared every time she saw Tristan's face.
Tristan came out of the changing room and grabbed Haruna's hand. Tristan brought Haruna to the dining room. He ordered the butler to report Haruna's condition while he was in the office.
"Um, that's… so-and-so, sir." The butler repeatedly turned to Haruna. She was afraid that if she reported wrongly, Haruna would receive more torture from Tristan.
"Why are you staring at her? I'm asking you, has Haruna eaten?" Tristan asked in an emphatic tone.
"N-Not yet, sir," the butler replied nervously. She was afraid that Tristan would be angry, but if the butler told a lie, it would make Tristan even more angry.
"Since morning?" Tristan frowned as he glanced sharply at Haruna.
"Yes. Since morning, Miss Haruna has not touched the food," said the butler. She told Tristan the truth. However, she kept glancing at Haruna. The butler was thinking about Haruna's fate. Will she be punished again by Tristan or not?
"Go!" Tristan told his servant to leave after serving the food.
Haruna just silently bowed. She really didn't want to see Tristan's face. Every time Haruna saw his face, anger and hatred for having lost her chastity came. It really made Haruna tormented. He couldn't leave the house. Haruna couldn't even leave this world. Her desire to die instead of being a cheap woman was like always whispering in her ear.
"Eat or I'll destroy your father's shop!" threatened Tristan.
Brakk!
Haruna pounded the dining table. With teary eyes, Haruna cursed Tristan. The fear in her heart disappeared when she heard Tristan's threat.
"You said you wouldn't disturb my family if I came with you? Are you going to break your promise, huh?!" Haruna shouted in front of Tristan.
However, Tristan was silent. He actually smiled when he heard Haruna was angry with him.
"Why are you laughing? Is playing with other people's lives and freedom a joke to you?" Haruna's tears finally broke. She cried in front of Tristan.
"I'll give you five minutes to cry, then you have to eat!" said Tristan. He walked away leaving Haruna in the dining room. Tristan thought that Haruna's cry was a song. He listened to it, but didn't want to pay attention to it. It only enters the right ear and exits the left ear.
Watched Tristan leave. The butler immediately approached Haruna and hugged Haruna who was sobbing sadly. Haruna returned the butler's hug and buried her face in the butler's shoulder. Slowly Haruna could control herself and stopped crying. Haruna felt strange. The butler's hug felt very comfortable, just like the hug of Anggi, her adoptive mother. Even though Haruna just met her this morning.
"Don't cry anymore! I know Mr. Tristan very well. He is not as evil as Miss thinks. I am sure that Miss is a special woman for Mr. Tristan. Mr. Tristan just hasn't dared to confess his feelings yet," said the butler while stroking Haruna's back and hair.
For some reason, Haruna felt very comfortable when the butler rubbed her back. It felt as if she was being hugged by her mother.
"Now eat! Don't make Mr. Tristan angry again," said the butler.
Haruna complied and ate a few mouthfuls. When Tristan returned to the dining table, Haruna said goodbye to return to the room.
Tristan didn't answer, he just stared at Haruna's weak steps. Tristan got up from the chair and went straight to Haruna. Tristan carried Haruna up to the room, then he laid Haruna down and covered her.
*CONTINUED*