MARRYING DOWN THE BED?
21. I'll Stay by Your Side

And this is what I ended up doing, browsing, skating gathering a lot of information about phobias or the fear of being this*s.

Genophobia: Also known as Coitophobia, which is the fear of penetration* or reluctance. People who experience genophobia may still be able to enjoy sexual interactions such as hugging and kissing, but are afraid to do sex*ma or intimate relationships or husband and wife relationships.

Erotopobhia: Erotophobic trauma is the most common form of phobia. A person suffering from this fear avoids all things se*s, be it sexual love, se*sual questions, or se*sual knowledge.

In fact, according to the information I got, there are more than 10 types of phobia cases on se*s.

I tried not to discuss or ask anyone about this case, worried that the person would be suspicious if I mentioned this.

Although I could have reasoned I asked for information needs for a client.

With the ability and intelligence that I have, I investigated myself many things related to this 'abnormal' se*s through the internet media.

The result, based on word for word Evita in the diary, came to me at these 2 conclusions that there are 2 possibilities that can be connected to the problems that the girl is facing.

It is likely that Evita is one of the sufferers of the 2 types of phobias earlier.

Unfortunately, I haven't had a chance to know if she's 'able' to kiss me or not. If indeed he can do it, then most likely he belongs to the understanding of Genophobia.

But if he also avoids all things smelling se*s including kissing and hugging, it is certain he is included as a sufferer of this second type of phobia.

I'm just a lawyer, not a Doctor or a Health Expert. But for the good of an Evita, especially she is none other than and not my future wife, I will even let myself go to college again just to make myself a Health Expert. A real doctor for himself. Personal doctor.

Maybe a doctor se*sologist or gynecologist? Or what?

What is clear, also thanks to the ability to think that I have, even while browsing, I also skate at once looking for other info. This info I have planned in mind and will make as part of Evita's 'healing' program.

Yes, I intend and plan to dispel his fear of se*s.

Never before has the public word come out that anyone has ever done this, maybe I will be the first person on this earth who will 'try-trial' what I am now planning in this mind.

Just look at it later.

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'...come to pass. I do not want to play with it. Even if I accept it now, see if he will change his mind as soon as I in time to tell this to him...'

For God's sake, I changed my mind?

Instead my pretty woman, my bidadar, I will survive.

I will stay by your side, never changing my mind about you, no matter what happens to you.

Whatever you're going through, I swear, I'm the only man on this earth who's going to lay my shoulders to be where you lean.

Because I love you...

I love you, Evita Purnama Sari, SH.

Very dear to you, very in love with you. Love is only you.

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One Friday afternoon in the afternoon, exactly 1 week after his confession, I was trying to contact Evita...

After 1 week deliberately did not call or send 1 message to him as he wanted, after the other day I drove him home after we strayed and he told his secret, he told him, then he asked me not to contact him.

Take him without the continuation of the conversation, even then according to Evita's wishes. Be all the way home then, we kept quiet and our last conversation about.diary, ended up hanging in the air.

But today I'm back to being that 'patience' guy...

'i don't want to talk about that anymore.'

"Evita..."

"OK okay. All right, I get it. I'm sorry then."

'don't apologize.dann, please if indeed brother wants to tell that to the family.I'm ready.resign.no one knows.just bang the day just know. maybe it's time they know.'

"Oh my God, Evita. So, can we just meet? Speak 4 eyes. We'll talk about this more?"

'no. not yet. not yet.'

"So when are you gonna want to?"

'don't know.'

"All right, I can understand. The one thing you need to hear from me now that you still don't want to talk about it, Evita, I'm not gonna change my mind. Until anytime. I swear. I'll never change my mind. Especially leaving you? I'll make sure it never happens in your life..."

Silence rattled...

long enough, until it was solved by that faint sound. Stuffing sound. Evita.

Then really cry. It's still on our phone. I nodded, but tried not to comment.

I've gotten more and more into what he is like. He never lacked love or affection. Even his self and heart are filled with both of these things, which he has been willing to share with the needy people out there.

All this time he was always filled with affection and attention from those closest to him. He doesn't even need anything anymore. Even if it was a word of comfort from me, no, he probably wouldn't need it.

He only needed one thing at this moment. Be understood. He needs to be understood on that issue.

Understood by.aku.

"You okay, Evita? Call me whenever you want. We'll talk again."

Silence back.

Across Evita finally heard. Very brief.

'yes'

"OKAY. Just like this first. See you around. Evita.'

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"Lho Har, you want to go again?"

Mama came to my house when I sent her a message to send the kids and the nanny at home. Just got home from work 25 minutes ago, I've been neatly swapping clothes and ready to go out again.

Just wearing a white trainning sweatshirt with blue edges.

I answered my mother's question,

"Yes, ma. There's a tennis invitation from the client. People matter, so I can't refuse them. Titip the kids again, please ma?"

"Berez. Go awayl. Be careful on the road. Car or motorcycle?"

"Car certainly. It's an important client."

"Ah yes, mama ora muddeng.'

"Congratulations, ma. I'll go first."

"Yes. Be careful on the road. Oh yeah, you've been tipped off, blum?"

"From what?"

"Lho, Evita hasn't told you? The others haven't told you yet? Meeting 2 of our family. Make another date when you two get married. Lah has been spread from 1 week ago koq information. You don't know yet?"

My goodness, why haven't I been notified yet?

"When is that, ma?"

"Lho, seriously you don't know? Saturday day!"

"God..."

"Where the hell is koq you don't know? Bizarrely. But yes, mom and dad themselves also why not tell you? Hahaha, maybe because mama-papa thought you already knew. Or Evita herself."