Miracles,
Cruel —1–

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“What took you so long to pick up the phone? Ah, it turns out you spent a good time with her.”

All over Aileen's body froze, goosebumps as the full piercing sound penetrated sharply into her hearing aid, extremely sharp. His hand holding the doorknob was slowly released, wringing the handle of his bag. Breathing in quietly, Aileen slowly turned her body, the first sight Aileen saw was her husband standing looking at her so cynically with the corners of his lips slightly raised, grinning. Really, that look was really demeaning.

Aileen lowered her head in not daring to stare at her husband's dreadful face, her hands becoming extremely trembling. As strongly as possible, Aileen tried to calm down from her fear, gathering the courage to look up again to her husband who now crossed both hands in front of the chest. Aileen bit her lower lip, very scared because her husband had a rather sensitive mood, a little she was wrong to speak, the emotion immediately culminated in her husband.

“J-ym, this t-not sep--,”

“You dare answer me huh. I hate to see you laughing with her, I hate that you're with someone else, you're smiling at someone other than me. I hate him, you know? Very cheap you.”

The words so easily spoken from her husband's lips were able to make his heart like being stuck thousands of knives, very sick. His heart seemed to stop beating, his legs suddenly weak but Aileen desperately held him back to stand. Aileen couldn't believe it, her own husband spat on her pride. Aileen closed her eyes firmly, truly Aileen felt the air around her suddenly disappear, making her chest slowly feel so tight. It was so tight, that it unconsciously triggered a pain in both corners of Aileen's eyes, her tears dripping down her cheeks.

Ah, Aileen had forgotten the fact that this man she married was a man full of rules. From the way she spoke, it was clear how dominant her husband was, right?

At first, Aileen had never expected what she was doing now. Getting married at twenty-two is a very young age to get married, right?

During the time when it should be, Aileen is undergoing her favorite business, looking for new experiences and then trying hard to continue her studies to a higher level. But, Aileen certainly has no right to blame all that with her marriage. The man she married was in love in her silence, Jymin Arsenio. The man he loved so much.

A cliche?

Well, it's perfectly natural to happen. We are married not because of arranged marriage let alone coercion, purely this is the desire of each. Even then, Aileen was amazed by Jymin's courage when proposing to her, as if Jymin made her parents think that she was the ideal daughter-in-law, Jymin had no parents so her husband was very rich because all the inheritance was given to Jymin, her husband was an only child. However, it does not matter until the marriage is finally done. He was twenty-two years old, while Jymin was twenty-five.

But one that was very difficult for Aileen to accept. In this marriage, Aileen is very much looking forward to a healthy relationship, a relationship that gives comfort to both parties, a proper marriage. Of course, marriage is very much coveted by everyone.

Dismissed, all that did not go right before him after our marriage only lasted one month.

Everything's changing.

Unaltered.

It's hard for Aileen to run.

What is it with her husband?

Aileen never knew why Jymin could turn into a very systematic figure, all the rules had to go according to plan, according to the specified hour, everything, all affairs.

Everything changes when her attention starts to overdo it, when her husband watches her movements. Almost no one escaped his observation, tend to like to organize and always make him have to hear even obey all his commands.

Even worse, Jymin was completely in control of his entire life. She felt manipulated by her husband. Aileen could guess, maybe Jymin behaved like that because of the fear of losing her. Jymin always emphasized love over and over again, as if her husband could not live without her.

Sound romantic? It sounds romantic, but the fact is all that is wrong, Aileen feels Jymin is too obsessed with her. Aileen thinks this is no longer a form of affection, but rather an infamy that could ruin a relationship.

Aileen was depressed.

Jymin curbed all her wishes.

Her sensitive nature exceeded what Aileen had imagined and it made it hard for her to get along with her peers. Whatever she did was always wrong in her husband's eyes.

Jymin.

Perhaps, Aileen's daydreams would continue if her ears did not hear a loud noise coming from the light glass that Jymin threw on the floor.

Aileen grew increasingly frightened, her eyes incessantly continuing to shed tears. This situation, is beyond his expectations. Aileen was anxious to resolve this misunderstanding, but Jymin continued to interrupt her words quickly. Gathering all her strength so as not to look weak, as much as possible Aileen must look strong in front of her husband.

“T-no, Brother Dony han--,”

Ah, his name is Dony. Goddamn bum.

With his jaw still tightening hard, without waiting for Aileen to finish her speech, she said, Jymin immediately pulled the rough wrist of his wife and pushed her back to fall into bed to make Aileen fall asleep on her back there along with Jymin who crawled up, shut down and paralyze all the power of Aileen who tried to rebel with both hands.

Aileen's breathing began to move up and down, as Jymin's angry gaze attacked her. Jymin's half-cluttered hair, her slightly lowered collar made Aileen could clearly hear Jymin's heartbeat, enough to give her goosebumps and cold heat.

Jymin did not give Aileen the slightest access to speak, Jymin first stuffed Aileen's sweet lips with her lips even though in each action, Aileen did not desperately continue to arouse rejection by rebelling.

Jymin swore, her heart was completely overpowered by anger and emotion. Blind jealousy made him without being able to control himself, all of this was beyond his senses. What Jymin wants right now is that his anger should be immediately ventilated to the fullest extent possible, no matter if his wife will be hurt. For nothing can silence this anger any more than by the passionate contest.

Jymin kissed her for so long, so long that it made Aileen even more tormented. As much as possible, Aileen tried to dodge and express her pain. “J-eM ... Hen-touch ... Sa-sick.”

Shaking, Aileen let out that soft voice with great trembling, all her energy had already been absorbed by her constant refusal held by her husband. Her chest is tight, so tight. Her tears were flowing, it was painful. Jymin kissed her so brutally, rudely, and demandingly, there was not the slightest hint of tenderness there. Aileen tries not to return the kiss, although Jymin continues to force her to retaliate.

For whatever reason, he could not keep up with Jymin's aggressive moves.

Be ill.

So hurt.

This was the first time she cried at her wedding.

Aileen spilled her cries on Jymin, drowning herself deeply so that her crying voice was not so obvious even Aileen had accidentally let out a complaint when she felt a strange rumble that continued to greet her entire body.

Aileen tired.

All this makes him tired.

Emotional abuse.

Given something, Jymin was forced to stop her activities. Slowly, he turned away his face to look at his wife who had looked resigned and sweet under his support. The breaths of the two gasped, the noses of the two touching.

“I won't control my speed, and I won't give you mercy in the game this time. You've taken the medicine, haven't you?”

Aileen closed her eyes firmly while shaking her head softly. Truly, he is a typical who can not lie when he could have said that he had taken a pregnancy-preventing drug but this time, Aileen could not, Aileen did not want to continue to refuse if God placed trust in her stomach. Although, Aileen knew until now Jymin still reasoned she felt not worthy to be a father.

Aileen knew that her words must have triggered her husband's emotions again, the explosion of anger was very clear Aileen felt, her husband's breath was hunting. Moreover, Aileen could also feel Jymin's grip on her wrist getting stronger.

Jymin lost her mind, she completely lost her mind, she said, emotions and anger had gone too far to control his entire body until Jymin unknowingly took a drink on the nightstand and then thrust into his wife's mouth, forcing his wife to drink it until the rebellious movement of his wife's hand on his chest slowly slumped weakly, Aileen unconscious below him.

A flash of panic was visible in his eyes after realizing what he had done. With a trembling body, Jymin slowly crept down from the bed, staggering to the bathroom leaving his already helpless wife on the bed.

Jymin shook her head loudly, continuing to dodge it was all unreal. Please, just a dream. But when the look in his eyes circled the corners of the room that was quite dark and empty, Jymin again realized it was all real. Thousands of stifling memories were reverberating in his stupid brain. Jymin banged her head several times on the wall, with her body propped up against the wall. Frustrated groans slid hard from his dry lips, echoing throughout the room.

With his heart beating hard, Jymin remembered everything as if incarnated like the worst darkness that continues to haunt him where at that time Jymin lost everything, only because of trivial problems. His wife disappeared when Jymin came back out of the bathroom. Jymin was in the fog at that time, he was like a madman because he did not meet his wife anywhere. Although Jymin had ordered the entire bodyguard to search for his wife, never found, his wife was lost without a trace as if swallowed by the earth.

One year, Jymin lost his wife. Jymin never knew how his wife was doing after drinking a drink mixed with tranquilizers. Jymin also did not know the reason to buy the drug, the sedative is not a regular sedative because in it there is a mixture of Depressant and high-dose hallucinogens that are harmful to the nerves. If the abuse in the drink, the drug could lead to death.

For God's sake, Jymin incarnated like a terrible demon. Until sadness, worry and anxiety continue to drag on for a long time. Jymin chose to be alone, ostracizing herself from the hustle and bustle of the crowd in the dark room, which bore witness to her dark mute.

Jymin smiled bitterly for the umpteenth time.

Why do regrets always come to an end?

***

“I hated it when Cruel started working.”

His interlocutor nodded then chuckled small. “You're right, me too.”

The young man who had first started the conversation started to come back to him, letting out a grunt of vexation buried in his heart. “He was so inconsiderate, rude, and stone-hearted. But he's so handsome, he looks like me and it's even worse.”

His his hissing is very thick, do not hesitate they complain when in this elevator is so urged by other employees. After all, the average person also does not like Si Cruel.

The woman laughed while hitting the shoulder of the young man who invited her to speak, claiming the words coming out of the lips made her amused.

“HAHA, you're right, Si Cruel bullies me so much that I hate him coming to work.”

Jymin is seen putting her hands in her pants pocket, relaxed, relaxed, smiling coldly and raising one corner of his lips as if the employee's chatter was now turned back to him creating a thin grin with his body propped up on the elevator wall.

Some people in this elevator may not realize their Director, because now looks like a Jymin is not like a wealthy businessman, but instead looks like a bad boy because the clothes Jymin wears are not formal clothes, shirts and ties like other officials.

Jymin wore a black jacket with a hood jacket covering her head. Honestly, Jymin did not expect her employees to be so presumptuous to give her nicknames and talk about her behind her back. Is this how office workers work? Talk about people or make new gossip to reduce their stress. Even so, Jymin still let them off the hook.

Welcome to the 15th floor.

The sound of the elevator sounding simultaneously stopped according to the destination. Jymin fixed the hood jacket on her head and waltzed off the elevator. In a crowded office atmosphere, Jymin casually removed the hood jacket from her head. I don't know, it took too long to make her sultry.

Employees there suddenly fled from around Jymin, some were hit by a wall while not focusing on running, he said, there was also a fall due to stomping on his own feet then how were things with one woman and one man talking about it?

They very compactly fainted in front of him.

***

Jymin placed one of her favorite foods and drinks on the table, then Jymin dragged the chair back and sat her body in the chair. When the look in Jymin's eyes found her secretary, Jey was a confidant in the cafeteria, making Jymin go straight here. There are important things that he needs to talk directly with his secretary who is usually only through social media.

Jey was surprised not playing, his eyes were perfectly rounded, automatically the food that was almost swallowed back gushed out of his mouth then quickly Jey took a tissue to darken the side of his lips. He was silent looking at his Director who was now observing him with a smile.

“What brings you here, sir? Sir, didn't call me earlier.”

Jymin smiled faintly as she put the smoky noodle roll that wrapped the chopsticks into her mouth, after swallowing her first chew and then Jymin answered the remark. “Yes that is, oh yes by the way why are you sitting alone?”

Highlight Jymin's eyes did not escape around the corners of the crowded canteen, explained Jymin realized after the arrival of his canteen atmosphere suddenly silent, and silent when it was so boisterous.

“I sit alone because if I sit with them, they will ostracize me, because I am on the side, Mr.”

Jymin looked relaxed, piling both elbows on the table with her eyes narrowed, looking at Jey intimidatingly. “Ohh, is that why you're in a bad mood?”

“No, Mr.”

Again, Jymin nodded in understanding. Look, her secretary is like her, she's like a mirror. Flat.

“After you have finished lunch, bring me the current list of mergers and acquisitions that are under consideration and are complete, also bring all financial reports from previous years.”

Jey nodded in obedience while saying. “Good, Mr.”

After expressing his importance, Jymin refocused on the food in front of him. Jymin grabbed her drinking bottle at the table and gulped it down slowly. Suddenly, Jymin stopped her drink when her ears faintly heard a familiar voice. His body was shaking, hanging.

That sound.

His tone.

Way talking.

She was so happy with someone she missed so much to this day. This isn't it? Tell me he didn't hear wrong?

Miracles.

It´s real.

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