Trapped Game of Galak Lord
TPTG CHAPTER 29.

"Aakhch..."

Aksa's groans sounded fierce as he reached the peak of his satisfaction. His eyes squinted, his lips gaping, his legs trembling and his back slumped against the toilet wall with sweat pouring down his forehead.

The hot mud came out after imagining a hot kiss with Inara earlier. Aksa bit Inara's neck when her passion was uncontrollable, her hands wandering around touching the surface of Inara's chest until she unconsciously squeezed it while rubbing it in her little lips.

For a long time, only this time Aksa felt this and it made him almost lose his mind. Dissolved into a cradle of despair, a dilemma in a tempestuous cage of romance.

After cleaning up and tidying up the appearance, Aksa came out of the toilet. He sat down next to Inara who was pensive in his thoughts, clearly there was a hint of disappointment on the girl's face. Without thinking Aksa grabbed Inara's shoulder and brought her into his breast, Aksa also did not hesitate to kiss the tip of his sister's head.

"Take me off!" lirih Inara has lost some of her energy. Pain, pain, anger, disappointment, frustration, that's how he feels right now. Feeling humiliated and lost self-esteem in front of her own brother.

He wanted so much to scream, he wanted to rip Aksa's lips off so that he wouldn't kiss her, he also wanted to break the bastard's hand so that he wouldn't touch her.

Why is the world not on his side? He didn't even have the courage to fight it.

Is this as weak as he is? Absorb this so that he does not have the power to eradicate the crimes that his brother has done.

She felt disgusted with Aksa, she was also disgusted with herself who had already let the bastard steal the satisfaction from her. Inara felt herself very dirty, even a pela*cur was more valuable than her.

"I'm sorry" That one word came out of Aksa's mouth.

He knows this is wrong, he knows this hurts Inara and he also knows the girl hates him. But what can he do? The feeling embedded in his heart had already made his maleness soul thrash, just a little touch was able to drive him crazy. Crazy will caress, crazy will warmth. The more Aksa tried to realize his position, the stronger the sense of it shackling him.

"Take me off!" pinta Inara again.

"Sstt... Shut up and sleep! After I get to it later, I'll wake you up." muttered Aksa as she cupped her hands on Inara's cheeks.

Inara clenched her hands, her head looking up with a wistful look capable of slicing Aksa's heart. "May I ask you something?"

"Tell me!" answer Aksa.

Inara breathed a heavy sigh. "When you arrive, please stay away from me! Don't bother me anymore, let me continue my life in peace!"

"Deg!"

Aksa rounded his eyes perfectly, his breath racing against an erratic heartbeat. "Are you sure?"

"Yes" nodded Inara.

Aksa squinted her eyes for a moment, as she opened them again she looked at Inara with sadness. His breathing sounded heavy.

"Well, if that's what you want, I promise I won't come near you again when we get there. But this time, sleep in my arms for the last time!"

Aksa squinted her eyes. Although heavy he had to obey Inara's request. If without her Inara could be happy, then she would try to let go of this feeling and mengikhlaskan.

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"Mas, let's go!"

"Dear, wait a minute!"

"Ih, it's been a while. Don't let them wait for us!"

"Yes, yes, it's over."

Nayla really can't wait to meet her only daughter. For four months Nayla had endured her longing and now her little daughter was back. Which mothers are not eager to welcome their children?

At three o'clock ten in the afternoon, the plane carrying Aksa and Inara landed at the airport. Both went down and walked a considerable distance. As promised, Aksa will let Inara live a quiet life without her.

"Aksa, Inara,"

Just as the two reached the entrance of the airport, Nayla's voice was already shrill in their ears.

"Mother's miss too, son, very." Nayla couldn't help herself. Her tears just spilled, she cupped her hands on Inara's cheeks and kissed her daughter's cheeks, forehead and nose nonstop.

After being satisfied to hug the mother, Inara switched to hug Hendru who was still glued next to Nayla.

"Dad, Inara kangen." Weeping.

"Dad is also kangen," Although his cries did not come out but the eyes of Hendru glazed hugging his little daughter who he loved so much.

"Mother, Dad,"

Aksa hugged them after Inara let go of her embrace.

"Aksa has brought Inara home according to Aksa's promise to all of you. Now go home, Aksa has to go!"

With a heavy heart, Aksa let go of her embrace and moved away while pulling her suitcase.

"Aksa, where are you going, son?" nayla shouted, looking confused.

Aksa stopped his steps and turned around. "There is no need to think about Aksa, Aksa is an adult and can take care of Aksa herself!" After saying that, Aksa smiled and resumed her steps. He got into Arhan's car driven by Rai and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Nayla and Hendru stared at each other in wonder, various questions began to settle in the minds of the two. Inara herself was silent without expression.

"Where are we going?" ask Rai who is focusing on driving her car.

"Villa," Aksa replied briefly.

"Villa?" Rai glanced through the front rearview mirror. "Why go to the villa? Weren't-"

"Go ahead, or I'll drop you off here!"

Rai frowned. He was confused to see Aksa who was like being struck by an ultimate turmoil. Not wanting to be sprayed again, Rai was forced to shut up and focus on driving his car according to Aksa's direction.

Two hours drive, the car arrived at the gate of a luxury villa in the suburbs. After the guards opened the gate, the car sped in and stopped right in front of the main door.

"Welcome young master Aksa," said Mr. Joko, the villa guard who has spent years devoted to guarding the villa belonging to Airlangga.

"Thank you sir, please take my suitcase into the room!" said Aksa, then left Pak Joko and Rai just like that.

Saddened? Sure oes. Getting angry? Moreover. But Aksa has no choice but to distance himself from Inara. What else could he do?

Forced? It was enough that he forced himself.

No matter how hard she tries, Inara will never be attracted to her.

"Damn," Aksa cursed while squeezing her hair violently.

He went into the basement that used to be his playground with his four younger siblings. The room has a size that is quite spacious and coated with black paint on each side.

"Who do you think you are? You stubborn!" Aksa again cursed while throwing his body on the sofa.

Dizziness, that was how Aksa felt at this moment. His head throbbed at the thought of the woman who now had a special place in his heart.

"Love is such a bitch. Huftt..."

Aksa was unceasingly cursing. Far from the bottom of his heart, he did not want to be like this. Love makes him stupid.

Where Aksa who used to be cold, stiff, hard and lazy looked at women. It is women who make him weak.

Seriate...