Getting Married to My Enemy: Wounds in Marriage
Punishment (2)

The bathroom door was forcefully kicked by Rain. Still struggling to strengthen himself in order to stand upright, Rain had pushed his body rough to the floor of the bathroom so cold.

"Au..," he groaned in pain, checking his elbow that was hit by the bathroom tile. "What are you doing?"

"Clean yourself! I want you to take a shower, rub every inch of your disgusting skin!" he said with burning eyes, and went out of there with the door.

Since last time, Rain who was accompanied by liquor thought hard what law he deserved to give to Dara tonight. In the midst of a dazed thought, he walked back to his room after staring at the idea he thought was appropriate, despite the fact that it was quite sadistic.

He wants to destroy Dara's self-esteem, if necessary to damage Dara's mentality, even if he can he wants the girl dead!

The sense of impatience since then has tickled his soul, he was burned and the influence of alcohol was clearly already seizing his common sense and humanity, that too if it was still in him. Long wait, the sound of water whispering was still unheard, emotions ignited. He got up from the old place with a burning rage kicking back the bathroom door and found Dara still silent, sitting on the toilet without doing what Rain had told him.

If anyone wanted to see the embers in one's eyes then come and look into Rain's eyes at this time.

His face was red, very scary. Even Dara reached up to close her body because of fear. Rain's gaze was so savage, he was angry that Dara had not heeded his orders.

Rain remembered that he kept the scissors in his toiletries storage area attached to the wall. Rushing he grabbed the scissors and approached Dara who was standing up and full of fear, his heart racing almost stopped and fell unconscious, afraid that Rain would kill him.

Not as extreme as that, but still make Dara scared and hysterical if the man cut the wedding dress attached to his body.

"Aaackh... let go, what do you want?" dara's moaning could not retreat, her body already bumped against the bathroom wall.

Rain remained focused on cutting the white kebaya, as well as the cloth until it all fell under his feet.

"Please, don't do this, what are you doing? What's wrong?" moaning Dara, but Rain who had been doormat scissors the camisole that covers his chest, Dara suddenly crossed his hands, hiding both chewy objects that hang on his body.

"I'll give you five minutes, you take a shower and clean yourself, in that case you don't come out, then these scissors will be lodged in your body!"

Rain's words were clearly so frightening, his guts shrunk, there was no choice and he could not run anywhere. As soon as the man came out again from the bathroom, Dara rushed to do her orders.

Just imagine a shower at dawn like that, with cold water, and a hungry stomach, of course making the body weaker, the, but he had no other choice but to starve the cold and fear mixed into one in every cold splash of water that night.

Absolutely never imagined by him would experience such an ill-fated thing. Even if he had heard in the household there would be a match between husband and wife, it must have happened after years of marriage not on the first night like this.

Dara came out only with the clad in towel she found in the bathroom, her body shivering, not only because of the coldness but also because the sharp gaze of the man was smiling, grinning with her grimace.

"Let go!" his orders with a thunderous voice. That was why he hated men who liked to drink even to the point of being drunk like this, making him resemble an animal. It has no heart, and it is so savage.

Dara knows what she means. Rain's gaze on the towel that was attached to his body, had already explained what the crazy man had asked for.

"Dry!" Back the man gave the order. Dara's getting scared. Glancing at the door of the room, what might be unlocked, he might have had a chance to escape from that place but given the current him not wearing anything he ended up canceling his intentions.

Then there's the balcony door that's still open, is it better to jump from there? choosing free fall down? Yes, if he dies immediately, if he is disabled, how?

All the possibilities and considerations taken nothing makes sense, not the right solution.

The weight of his heart dragged his steps closer to the predator. Rain got up and with a single push, he dropped Dara's body onto the bed.

Surprised and frightened, engulfing Dara at this moment. His gaze could not be separated from Rain's ferocious face, he had to look at himself, keep his eyes open to see what the man was going to do.

Once thrown, the empty glass in Rain's hand was broken scattered on the floor. The man was really drunk, overpowered by liquor which turned him into a beast.

The gazes of the two still met at one point, and Rain's hands worked unbuttoning his shirt, throwing it in any place, showing his burly body.

Dara's face paled, her breathing was terrified when she saw an object hanging between the man's thighs that had been pointing .

Once again, Rain's grin appeared on her lips, then climbed onto the bed, pushing Dara's shoulder to her back.

Dara knew what the man was going to do, panicked and also scared. He could die like this.

"Please, don't do that. What wrong? Why are you punishing me like this?" rintih Dara still wants justice. "Take me off, I beg you..."

However, what is the power of a weak girl under pressure like Dara. Many times he asked to be released, but Rain did not care, even the crying and wailing of the girl who begged for her mercy made Rain think more of her sister.

She knew her sister had also begged Dara like that, asking for the girl's mercy not to leave her, but in fact she left already planning to marry another man.

Thinking about it, making, Rain thought that this punishment was nothing compared to his already floating sister.

"You need to know, I'm disgusted by you too. I won't even look at you!" his people are still grinning.

"Then let me go. Don't punish me like this. You psycho, let me go!" he groaned, but at once his voice was not heard again when Rain strangled his neck until the girl's eyeball turned white.

Seeing that his victim was about to turn pale, having trouble breathing and was about to die, Rain released his grip on the girl's neck.

He violently opened Dara's thigh wide and entered her, unprepared, with only a howl and pain from her mouth splitting the silence of the night.