The Beauty Inside: Stealing The First Kiss, Get a Wife - Chapter 208

[FLASHBACK. Chapter 157, A New Creature]

“What are you doing? Your seat is waiting for you!”. Unknowingly, the people on the D floor were waiting for Hendra for quite a long time. Surprisingly, Wiryo, who was deliberately detained at the door, wanted to enter the room. He found his grandson’s hair disheveled because Aruna grabbed it to release his bite.

Lesmana’s daughter seemed even worse. Her hair was messy and there were three red marks marking her neck. She was shaking anxiously, worried, and afraid.

Hendra rushed to take off his coat. After observing the direction of his grandfather’s gaze, he needed to cover Aruna’s neck and her body that was shivering due to his behavior. That suit wrapped tightly around his wife’s body but her agitated expression was still seen.

“Do you want to go back to your father’s house?”. Grandpa Wiryo made an offer.

“How dare you interfere, asking my wife!” Hendra looked very angry, standing in front of Aruna. He covered that girl from Wiryo’s gaze.

“I’m just asking the girl who looks really worried. What did you do to her?”.

“None of your business!”.

Aruna was shocked by the way these two people communicated, very rude and pressuring each other.

“Going home to dad’s house, does it mean I…?”. Aruna tried to understand it.

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_There’s no other way. I have to persuade grandpa_ This girl rushed to stop the old man’s steps.

“One day I want to go home to my parents’ house, but not now. Hendra still needs me by his side. Thank you for worrying about me, Grandpa. I know you’re angry because you feel responsible for me, but I also don’t want Hendra to get hurt because of this misunderstanding”. Lesmana’s daughter kept urging Wiryo to change his decision.

“Are you sure you can endure it? Don’t push yourself or I’ll keep feeling sorry for your father”. Wiryo asked Aruna’s determination.

Meanwhile, not far from her, Hendra tried to escape from his grandfather’s bodyguards.

“Someone has to endure it. If not his family, then who else? Moreover, I’m his wife. No matter how hard it is, I have to endure it to help him”. The tiny girl’s words left Wiryo speechless. He went with his bodyguards, leaving Hendra who was furious. He calmed instantly when he got an embrace from his woman, a new creature who filled his days, whom he became increasingly impossible to let go of.

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[AFTER THAT]

After the meeting on the D floor, a grandfather came to his grandson’s wife. He purposely arrived before his grandson arrived. It was very important for him to be able to meet Lesmana’s daughter.

Plus they would appear in public. If the girl really wanted to go home, she’d better act normal when she appeared on the TV station or everyone would corner her when she had to separate from her husband.

“I’ve talked a lot with your father. I know he wants his daughter to be able to return to his arms”. Wiryo sat on the guest sofa in Mahendra’s private room. The old man’s aura was very domineering. Aruna was still standing. She didn’t dare to sit down.

“Andos, get me a Psychosocial Therapist guide from Doctor Diana”. Wiryo ordered while looking at Aruna. He moved his hand, asking his grandson’s wife to sit down.

“I’m very grateful that your presence has changed him a lot. I heard that he could sleep with his wife and could take of her when she was sick. It’s almost impossible for Hendra to do that”.

“Unfortunately, the treatment for him doesn’t stop there. I hope you can finish it until the end”. Wiryo handed her a file consisting of several sheets of paper. When Aruna flipped through it, the girl realized this file was a technical guide on what to do by a Psychosocial Therapist.

“You don’t need to read the one at the front. There’s an important point that you should immediately try out on Hendra. If it works, the treatment that we run using you will be over”. Wiryo explained many things to Aruna, including his meeting with Lesmana as well as how she should behave on the ‘For You’ talk show.

“Make sure you limit your expressions”. Wiryo said. At first, Aruna didn’t understand why she had to limit her expressions in front of the camera.

The old man explained in detail. Aruna needed to know the limit, how she behaved. She had to look normal so that later when they separated, the girl wouldn’t be a victim of the public spotlight. Mahendra was more able to deal with public criticism than Aruna.

So Aruna shouldn’t have followed the ‘For You’ talk show’s rhythm. Wiryo was late in stopping them from appearing in public. He didn’t know Hendra would use that method to reduce the chaos of the construction of Dream City.

That’s why she was so nervous about the talk show. It wasn’t because she rarely appeared at various start-up events lately. Aruna was being nervous about the sentence ‘make sure you limit your expressions’. How to deal with expressions correctly? This question really made her nervous.

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[FLASHBACK. Chapter 162, False Hope]

That night, that girl tried the last treatment which she had to try on Hendra. Hendra, who carried her when she passed out on her way home from the hospital, actually made the team of doctors very enthusiastic.

Aruna didn’t realize that such a simple thing was an extraordinary achievement. In the manual she read, Doctor Diana mentioned that Mahendra’s feelings of concern for his sick wife were able to dominate the PTSD patient’s psychology over his traumatized feelings.

The language used in Psychosocial Therapist’s treatment was quite complex and too high-level to understand. The girl scratched her head a few times.

At one point, she came to a conclusion. As long as Hendra could see her sleeping for a long time without touching her vein, her voice, her movements, including observing the rising and falling of her breath, he could be declared successful through the last stage of healing.

_No wonder Hendra likes to approach me at night as if he’s inhaling my breath. I thought he’s too perverted_

Hendra was so furious that he was unconsciously in the same room with his wife and was forced to observe her, guarding her, but not being allowed to lie down together.

For this reason, at night, she was reluctant to sleep in Mahendra’s private room. She made him furious by asking for permission to sleep in a hotel room that she booked herself. She pretended to be sick and not wanting to be accompanied by Mahendra, let alone sleeping together.

We’re going to the hospital, okay?”.

“No. I don’t want to”.

“Then, we’re going to the main house”.

“I also don’t want to”.

“Why? You want to be in my private hotel room?”.

“Can I book a room and sleep alone today? I need a rest without any disturbance”.

“I promise I won’t bother you!”.

“Just tonight.. Please”.

“You’re not feeling well, right? You can’t sleep alone”.

“I’m just so tired. I’m tired of dealing with everything. Let me be alone just for tonight”.

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“Go back to your room. I’ve told you, I’ll sleep here alone”. She ordered him, who could now see her lying with her eyes closed without holding her pulse.

He sat on the sofa, waiting for her to sleep in the hotel room that he ordered.

“I’ll wait until you sleep before I leave”. He said, calming the way she told him to go.

_I.. Am I slowly recovering? I can watch her sleep without touching her pulse.. I could drive the car and carry her even though she was unconscious_ The PTSD sufferer enjoyed himself who started to succeed in conquering his own fears. He was still there. Sixty minutes had passed but he still sat and observed her.

Suddenly, that voice greeted him again: “Hendra, have you ever been bored?”.