Chapter 157 - Four Palms

In the end, they played 'Mafia Party Game'. Something that Damar once taught. As the name suggested, this game was a game to catch the mafia or a secret group of innocent people's killers. The simplest rule was to prepare one person as a moderator. The rest would be blindfolded or 'sleep' while lowering their heads. Then, the moderator determined who was the mafia by poking two or three random players.

Those two players 'woke up' and saw each other's mafia gang, then the mafia went back to 'sleep' until the moderator woke up all the players and continued the game as if nothing happened.

The essence of the game was that all players including the mafia had to argue to decide who the mafia was. If someone suspicious was decided, they had to execute the player, whether to be killed or not by giving a sign. A thumbs-down meant killed and thumbs up meant not being killed simultaneously.

Every time a player was killed, the moderator would say whether he was the mafia or they killed an innocent person. This game would end if the mafia managed to trick the innocent people and kill them all.

They became very noisy in this argument. Without realizing, Juan got hit repeatedly because he joined in the argument.

Until that girl realized that she was getting tired. She asked to return to the hospital earlier.

Just as she came out of the restaurant, the young lady's mini bag was taken away by someone. Alvin and Rollan chased him spontaneously. Meanwhile, Juan asked her to walk faster to the hospital.

"You have to chase after my bag, please! There's a cell phone". Aruna asked.

"My instinct is you must be safe or I'll be killed by your husband".

"Come on, faster!!".

"I can't take it anymore". Aruna slowed down.

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Aruna felt a cloud in her head. The tiles in front of her were also wavy like they were dancing and couldn't be stepped on anymore. Not sure what that man was thinking about. The man who wasn't allowed to say a word now presumptuously gave Aruna orders. His words made Aruna want to hit him. The giddy body was forced onto the back of the man who showed no manners from the beginning.

"Hold on tight or you'll regret it". His words were like someone who was very familiar.

He sprinted, zigzagged his way, and started down the stairs. He ended up pressing the elevator buttons, all were pressed while observing which door opened the fastest.

Aruna couldn't imagine what he was thinking about. It was as if they were being hunted and chased by a ghost or maybe they were practicing the 'mafia party game' that they were playing. It could be that she was positioned as a commoner and this young man was a mafia who was trying to take her hostage.

Juan put Aruna down when they got into the elevator. He held her tight and didn't let her go. Once he let go, she might've fallen on the floor.

"Huh.. Huh.. What's that?" Slowly, Aruna saw a scene of a firearm coming out of its hidden place. He fixed it on someone up front. Aruna could only peek at him. She was already powerless to even scream. Three mysterious men wanted to enter the elevator. Apparently that's what made Juan behave strangely.

They simultaneously raised their hands because Juan began to point his gun. The elevator door closed and went down. Aruna couldn't remember what had happened. When she opened her eyes, she was already in her room. That room was already clean and tidy like someone who was waiting for her.

The blue-eyed man smiled warmly, stroked her hair and some parts of her face: "Thank goodness you're already awake".

"Want to drink?".

Aruna answered by shaking her head.

"I want to go home". This girl started complaining.

"Don't. Your condition is still unstable". Hendra answered.

"I want to go home. Let's go back to our room". She was still trying to beg.

"Please understand. Your condition had dropped badly earlier".

"No, Hendra. I don't want to be here. I want to go back home". Her request presented a plea that shook the other person.

"Be patient until tomorrow morning. I promise I'll accompany you here. Don't worry about anything.. No one can touch you as long as I'm here". The movement of stroking her hair was repeated but it didn't show any effect at all. Aruna still opened her eyes in between her closed eyes.

"Am I allowed to lie on your side?". The blue-eyed asked for permission. When she gave a nod, Hendra slowly hugged her.

"You know, I've been through this sort of thing, too. When I was a kid, I couldn't sleep alone". He reminded me about how his life had started to be arranged by Wiryo and his team.

"I was locked up in the room alone after being separated from Mommy. I cried all night. Since I was born until I was six, I always slept with Mommy. Being separated slowly, I couldn't. They used a harsh way on me when I was still six".

This girl listened calmly. She was slowly distracted and the panic attack began to subside.

"Then, what did you do?". The girl got carried away with the nuances of the story.

"I ran to the window, looking at the sky and the stars. I made a wish".

"Are you curious about the wish that I made?".

"Hmm..". She nodded.

"I told the stars: If I'm not allowed to sleep with Mommy, help me, please. Send me a sleeping woman". The blue-eyed answered.

"A sleeping woman? Why?". Aruna felt that little Hendra's request was quite unique.

"Because I can just hug her. Like the way I hugged my mommy every night. I liked that. Twenty two years later, it turned out that the stars were willing to grant my request". Hendra's answer sparked speculation in Aruna's head.

"Twenty two years and you were six?? So, it's now".

"Yes". Hendra smiled hugging Aruna's body.

"You mean me?". This girl was a little surprised, but her cheeks gradually turned red.

"Of course, who else do I miss every night? If it weren't for the temptation to hug her at night, maybe I would've worked non-stop like before marrying her". Hendra answered honestly.

"Really? Even when I haven't showered this afternoon?". Aruna asked.

"Of course. I want to try". This man slipped his head closer to her shoulder and sniffed Aruna's neck.

"Hehehe.. You tickled me, Hendra".

"You want more?".

"Argh! Stop! Haha.. Ticklish.. That's enough!". Aruna pushed his face.

"You have a request that's been granted by God and it's in me?".

"I don't think so".

"I see..". This man showed a pitiful face.

"Hehe.. There is..".

"Really? What?". He hoped that he'd also become his wife's special dream.

"Have a rich partner". Aruna replied casually.

"Ah. That's too general and ordinary. Others that are more specific". Mahendra said.

"What else.. A husband who's willing to help his wife sincerely and patiently with the boundaries that have been agreed upon together". Aruna replied again.

"I don't think that's me". Hendra said.

"That's my wish..". Aruna explained.

"I'm not comfortable with my body.. You want to help me?". Aruna made a request after telling her wish.

"What? Just say it".

"I want to sit in that chair and bring me lukewarm water. I want my body to be rinsed. I need to get out of this bed so I won't wet it". Next, Hendra patiently helped Aruna. The girl who sat on the chair took off the hospital clothes.

Henda was presented with an open back. Only a bra greeted him. He took a washcloth and squeezed it, stripped off the water and brushed his wife's tiny back.

"You're so small. How can I like a woman whose back surface area is only four palms of my hand?" Hendra measured it. He even put his palms together to practice the words that he just spoke.

"Why did you ask me? Ask yourself?!". Aruna's hand lifted. Someone tried to wash her armpits then her arms. Meanwhile, that girl used the shirt she wore earlier to cover her chest.

"But indeed, the back is something that isn't so important. What's tempting is the one in front. I wonder how this little back can produce something quite tempting in front of there". This man smiled as he remembered something that made his wife's tiny body full.

"Wait.. Wait.. You're being a pervert, huh??". Aruna was suspicious.

"Hahaha". He giggled.

"Can I wash the front side?".

"No.. Let me do it by myself..". Aruna took the washcloth and began to wash her stomach. Someone with a tall posture was trying to steal a look.

"Nothing will be opened. It's useless for you to peek with your perverted face". Aruna protected hers.

"Sigh..". He complained ridiculously.

"When can I get it? I really hope for it. My wife doesn't realize that I'm a normal man who sometimes dreams of making love with his wife". Hendra was confessing the truth about what he felt. This man didn't like small talk. He'd just say what was in his heart, not realizing that someone's heart jumped hearing the words 'Making Love'.