Kapitel 3 : The Deer and The Mouse Deer

I was considered a cheap whore. With his curse, Gerald raped me in the car. And treating me harshly, I was like an animal in his eyes. When I struggled, he pulled my hair so violently that he wanted to spit on me. It's like that, and he still teases me. Gerald is ruthless!

My heart is very broken. I can only cry and cry. I should die rather than be treated like this. My whole body is marked red. I would instead slice it with my skin knife than rough it. Gerald raped me brutally, like an animal in mating season. He didn't even listen to my screams. I had begged him to stop, but that damn boy just kept on doing his lustful. He was very rude.

Several times I kicked him. I don't care, want disobedience or something. He was the one who was harsh on me.

And now, I lay on the bed naked, covered only by a blanket. I have no energy to wear my clothes back.

I'm still sobbing. I realized half of it was my fault too. I can't accept being treated harshly like an animal. Even people who raped have better fates for me. Gerald, the people I trust, the man I love, did all this to me. Damn, Gerald doesn't respect me as a wife who has his child. He doesn't care if there is life in belly, which is his responsibility.

 I covered myself in the blanket and cried. If I was with Gerald, we keep fighting, but we'll miss each other if we're apart. What a toxic relationship.

I felt the mattress move. I hate this ugly human. I smelled the scent of soap as if Gerald had just finished showering. What do you want him to do? Want to die is also up to you. I don't even care what he wants to do. I'm already annoyed, hurt, can't accept his harsh treatment of me—people who do it on a consensual basis. I've begged many times, but Gerald ignores it. I had terrible luck today.

Suddenly I felt Gerald hug me, and I pushed him away. My blanket is all open. I quickly pulled back the blanket and covered my whole body. I might rape again if Gerald sees me naked like this.

"Please eat," Gerald asked softly and pretentiously. I hate! Hate! Hate! But I can only shout to myself. I want to scream at him. I hate him now.

He stroked my hair. That bastard opened my blanket, and I just stared at him blankly. He was handsome as usual, had a bath, and smelled good, unlike me, who is still wallowing with sadness and heartache because of his actions.

Gerald kissed my forehead for a long time, "I'm sorry, dear," I melted again even though I had been treat harshly, and now that little attention made the mounting hatred melt away. God, it's that weak when I go head to head with Gerald. Only the word 'dear' a tear escaped because I was touched. It's that easy.

I'm still sobbing. Gerald hugged me, my body leaned against him.

"You are ugly. Don't cry. It's getting worse, look. Eat, then take a shower." said Gerald. He was wrong, even mocking me now! Just take Gerald's life. My God. I didn't respond to the wrong words earlier.

"Eat," I just shook my head.

"Eat here. Let me take it." I cover my whole body again with the blanket. Why does it always end like this is my fate? Fighting, separating, missing, affection, the battle also. The vicious circle always repeats itself.

I'm hungry. I opened the covers again and just looked up at the ceiling.

I saw Gerald enter, smearing the porridge with the still steaming smoke. I wanted to sulk because I was hungry, and the porridge tempted me to eat too. I had to get up and hold the blanket, not to fall.

"Come here, I feed you." I just shook my head. And put the porridge in my mouth because my tongue was still hot. My fate always ends in bad luck.

I only took out my tongue because the heat burned my tongue.

"Huh ..." I waved my tongue.

Gerald took the plate from my hand and started feeding me. I feel like a baby. But, the foreigner is so attentive now. He provided me painstakingly. I just opened my mouth and looked at his serious. My longing for him has not been channel all. I miss him. Even though he was in front of me, I still felt his soul was far away, and I didn't want any more separation. It's enough that I was torture to miss.

"Do you want to hear a story?"

"What?" I answered, though still with my mouth full.

"In ancient times, live in the forest. There are foxes, mouse deer, deer, tigers, and lions. Even though they are of different types, they live in the woods and live in harmony. Life in the forest is very harmonious. It can say that one is hungry, so the other will come along. They share their food, and their friendship is very close. They are like siblings and family. One is sick; the other is feeling the pain. Everyone in the forest is happy to see the familiarity of the four animals.

They like to hunt for food together, joke together. In the forest, are idols for the animals. Even though they are of different types, it is precisely that difference that makes them one. They are one soul. They seem to have a base to gather together in a cave. Sometimes, their friends are fun, but all of them go through with fun. Among them, fox and deer are the most pranksters.

They like to scare their other friends that in the cave, there is a fierce dragon. Even so, they still gather in the cave." Gerald began to tell at length as to if I was a child aged five. But, I love to hear Gerald's doing.

"Why you already know there is a dragon, why go there?" Cut me off.

"Listen first," Gerald replied irritably.

"Among them all, the deer is the kindest and most innocent. Until one day, they make a promise, as usual, he said today they can party because they have been hunting a lot and enjoying in the cave. Deer also enthusiastically come to their favorite place. At that time, the atmosphere in the cave was very dark. The deer, waiting for his friend for a very long time, but his friends did not come. He overslept and was hungry. He wanted to go home when he wanted to go home. He found the cave door was closed, and the deer vaguely heard that it was his friends' voices. And deer heard that all his friends laughed because they had succeeded in trapping the benevolent deer. From there, deer realized that he had been betraying. "

"Poor dear," I said with a look of sympathy, and I can feel how the deer's fate.

"The deer became frightened in the cave. The deer was afraid. If there were a fierce dragon, then the deer would be food. In his despair, deer for fear became the dragon's food and was afraid he could no longer come out of the dark cave. Suddenly a miracle came. The deer saw a cute mouse deer, small and white. Even though it was in a dark cave, the mouse deer did not know there was a ferocious dragon. The mouse deer was very cheerful and not afraid of anything.

From there, the deer has high hopes that he can be free from the dark cave. So, the deer and the mouse deer are friends. The days of the deer in the cave are no longer lonely. And this little mouse deer is very smart. He tried to help the deer to get out of the cave—the mouse deer, digging the ground in front of the cave covered with rocks. The more you explore the land, the small gap you can get out of the cave. And finally, it worked. The deer can again enjoy the outside world. Eventually, deer and mouse deer became friends. They are always together, the hare, which keeps the deer from feeling sad over his friend's betrayal. But -----, "Gerald paused like it was hard to say it all.

"Surely, the deer eats the end of the mouse deer, right?" I guess.

Gerald continued his sentence. "The release of the deer was again smelled by his friends. And they were not happy to hear the news. They were trying to find who helped the deer. After they found out that the little mouse deer saved the deer, their cunning plan was there again. They wanted to separate mouse deer and deer. They try to make mouse deer so that he is no longer friends with deer. End. "

"It's not over yet, and the climax is not yet." I'm protesting. Damn Gerald, you know, he doesn't need to tell, even though I want to know what the deer's fate, let alone the traitors' future. Usually, those who betray their fate are pathetic, and deer live happily ever after.

"So, in your opinion, what should the deer be like?" Gerald asked me suddenly.

"Yes, the deer is a good person. So he sided with the truth. He should not bother animal tricks should not consume him. He should have remained friends with the deer."

"Intelligent."

"What do you think a betrayal animal looks like?"

"They no longer deserve to be friends, let alone be friends again with deer. And whoever they do not deserve to be friends because it will only ruin the friendship. Leave it. They are traitors, the three of them are friends. Don't let them ruin the other friendship."

I chatted at length, without realizing that the porridge had run out of my story at height.

I am the deer, once I am free, I will scratch their bodies. Even if they are healthy, I don't care. Oh yeah, deer only have horns. I was a deer will head them using my horns. I will head them back to that dark cave and let the fierce dragon eat them. My evil thoughts always appear like this—poor deer.

"Very clever answer, my wife. Unfortunately, in the real world, it is reversed." Gerald said, patting my head.

I pursed my forehead while pursing my lips. "What does it mean?"

"Poor deer has an insensitive deer mouse wife," said Gerald innocently, staring at me. Huh? Gerald likes hallucinating.

"Hell... they are different types of deer and mouse deer—my protests. As far as I know, if an animal wants to mate, it must be the same. It's rare for me to understand that chicken mates with a cat, for example. Never found any animals that interbreed with different species, except for the cross-breeding in biology, which scientists do. But naturally interbreeding, I don't think so.

"In the real world, they are already married."

"How can they be of different types, let alone get married. After all, you said earlier, if deer and mouse deer are friends?"

"It's in a fairy tale world. In the real world, they get married. The mouse deer is pregnant." My eyes suddenly brightened. Heard the word pregnant. I love getting pregnant, let alone pregnant when Gerald cares for me. Everything feels like heaven to me.

"I'm pregnant too. Wait a minute, so what if the baby deer and mouse deer marry? Ah, Gerald is making this up."

Gerald, take a deep breath. Put down the plate and lie down.

"Now the deer are annoyed with the mouse deer," said Gerald, looking down at me.

"Die the little mouse deer."

Gerald took a deep breath in frustration and squeezed his thick hair, as was his habit.

"Agh... Mouse Deer is not sensitive. You are the mouse deer, dear, that was the story of my life, and you are the mouse deer that saves my life."

"Oh."

"ARHGH ...... I want to roll around on the bed." Gerald rolled around while hugging the pillow and biting the pillow. I wanted to laugh, seeing Gerald's behavior like a child. My husband is a child! Poor me!

"I know, Gerald. I won't trust anyone. Now, this little mouse deer will only believe in the handsome deer." Gerald immediately got up. He lunged to hug me. Fortunately, my blanket did not fall. I might be naked and raped again, who knows how many volumes.

"Mouse deer?" teased Gerald, pointing at me.

"Deer?"

"Mouse Deer and Deer." We shouted together.

Yeah, new nickname now.

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