Play In Darkness (Eng/END)

14.Trouble, Trouble, Trouble

Imdad thought he might have a dream that Marianne Webster was calling him. Moreover at 1:30 in the morning. He wore a leather jacket and boots, put on a helmet, and rode his motorbike through the night air. He arrived at Vijay's apartment at 2:00 in the morning and was amazed at the chaos in the apartment. Vijay's 4x4 meter room fell apart like there had been a great battle. Some of the furniture was broken and items were scattered on the floor. "What happened here?" Imdad asked with a deep frown. He leaned against the doorway of Vijay's room.

Vijay, who was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, shook his head and raised his hands in surprise, didn't know what to explain to his boss. Meanwhile, a woman named Marianne sat hugging her knees on the sofa. Her face was serious, her forehead knitted and her lips pursed. Her blank gaze dissolved in her own thoughts.

"Just put the bill in office expenses to replace your broken stuff, Vijay!" Imdad said.

Vijay shook his head then went into his room and began to clean up the crime scene. He was amazed, what kind of woman who rages at night to destroy the furniture. Not only in the hotel, even in his apartment too. The woman must have a very severe mental or hormonal disorder.

Imdad approaches Marianne. "At least you can explain in advance what happened before I brought you to my house. So I can make adjustments ...." Imdad began to doubt his own good intentions. Marianne's face seemed to sneer and said without looking at him. "There are mice. Very big rats. And also cockroaches. I really hate mice and cockroaches," she said.

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She couldn't tell about the jet black creature attacking her. The creature disappeared when she managed to open the bedroom door.

"Very well ...," said Imdad doubtfully. He did not dare to guarantee that his own house was free from rats and cockroaches. This woman is going to make his position awry. But if he really intends to serve guests, he must do it seriously. "Just bring important things for tonight," said Imdad excitedly. "Tomorrow Vijay will bring the rest to my house."

"You mean?"

"I don't have a car, so we get on a motorbike."

Delisha could not take back the words of asking Imdad Hussain to pick her up. She stared at the friendly, glowing golden-faced man unwillingly. In a leather jacket and boots, hair combed roughly with his fingers, a jaw that began to grow a rough beard. From toe to head, this man was labeled 'Trouble, Trouble, Trouble!', And she was going to live with him.

Delisha covered her sleeping pajamas with a jacket, carrying cigarettes, mouth-refresher candy, wallet, cellphone, and The Lady badge in her pocket. She put on her favorite sneakers, then followed Imdad to the parking lot. The man walked in front of her while whistling cheerfully. Imdad handed her a helmet and she put it on, grimacing in pain from the lump on her head. She doesn't like to complain, but a few days in India left her restless and restless, plus her body ached from the multiple hits.

"Hold on tight, miss!" exclaimed Imdad as he started starting his Harley Davidson V-Rod motorcycle colored black and dark green combination. Delisha was reluctant to hold on to him and chose to hold tightly to the easel on the back of the seat. But the man grabbed Delisha's two hands and wrapped them around his waist. "I won't do bad things to you on the way," he said soothingly. "Don't think about anything, just think of me as a soft bag that you can use as a support."

Delisha said nothing. But not pulling away either. She clung to the man's waist tightly and leaned her head against his back as the motor sped through the darkness. The man's body is warm, as opposed to the coldness of the air. Delisha's mind was on the ferocious genie who attacked her. Those red eyes and terrifying growl were still vivid in her sight. The spirits that came to him were getting more and more aggressive and even intended to kill her. Why? What for?

Meanwhile, Imdad, who was riding the motorbike, smiled happily along the way. Any woman, just need to be fo.rc.ed a little, they will open up to him. No one can resist the charm of a handsome person.

After a 30-minute ride, they arrived at a luxurious bungalow-style residence with British colonial architecture. High iron fence as the gate to the residence surrounded by a concrete wall as high as 2 meters. A large house with pillars and many large windows with a curved top. The walls were painted white, lit by dim garden lights. The yard is wide with paved roads for vehicles and green grass in other parts. Tropical plants such as palm and coconut trees, round and elongated bushes are neatly arranged like a fence in a yard.

The gates to the residence were mechanically opened by officers in the control room. Imdad rides his motorbike into the garage which is big enough to fit 2 to 3 cars. He parked the motorbike. Getting off the iron horse, Imdad took off his helmet. The woman on board accompanied. "This bungalow is a property asset of Xin Corp," Imdad said without elaborating. He didn't want the supervisors from Central Xin to think this large and spacious house belonged to him. "If I don't serve as CEO of Xin India anymore, I have to get out of this house," he continued.

"I know!" said Delisha, taking off her helmet. "Ouch!" she winced in pain as she took off the helmet because there was a lump on the side of her head. She rubbed the sore part and fixed her hair.

"Come on follow me!" exclaimed Imdad as he walked toward the side door in the garage. The woman followed him obediently.

The interior of the house is covered with marble floors with pale beige nuances, white walls and colonial-era British architecture, and antique carved curves dominated by white and gold. They head for the kitchen. The house has a large kitchen, with marble pantries and matching utensil cabinets.

"Sit down!" exclaimed Imdad again without turning his head. He continued toward the pantry while Delisha pulled a chair at the dining table to sit down. Imdad took a cup from the cupboard and filled it with warm water. He put the cup in front of Delisha. "Drink first, you look tense," he said.

"Ah, yes, thank you!" Delisha said softly, wrapping her fingers around the cup. Suddenly Imdad rubbed the right side of her head making Deisha wrinkle her body in pain. "What are you doing?" She brushed off the man's hand.

"You fought with rats and cockroaches to the point of injuring your head? Wow ... you must hate them so much. Too bad they managed to escape from a reliable agent like you, Miss Marianne," said Imdad. "Just tell me exactly what happened!" He knew that woman wasn't good at lying.

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Imdad opened the two-door refrigerator and filled a rubber bag with ice cubes. "Just tell me exactly what happened. Did someone attack you? Did Vijay do it?" Delisha turned to the man. "What makes you think that? Mr. Vijay is a very kind and disciplined man," Delisha argued.

"But still he is a man ..." said Imdad reminding himself. The woman is very physically attractive, judging at her attitude and appearance makes any man curious. He approached the woman and put the ice bag on her head. "Hold this for a few minutes, it will help relieve the swelling."

Reluctantly Delisha did as the man suggested. She pressed the ice bag against the lump on her head, but she avoided Imdad Hussain's gaze. The man stood looking at her over the edge of the table, demanding an explanation. "You still don't want to tell the truth?"

"Please, I don't want to talk about it. Just pretend I'm having a bad day, okay?"

Imdad tried to ignore it, turned around, and rummaged in the hanging cupboard.

"Here. Drink it!" Imdad said then, putting a couple of painkiller tablets in front of her. The drug also gives the effect of restful sleep. He saw dark circles under the woman's brown eyes. He took off his riding jacket and draped it over the back of the chair. He took cold water for himself.

Imdad's body is in a tight white t-shirt, featuring a flat stomach, broad shoulders, and a chest that is composed of sheer muscles. The muscles in the arms tighten when the man opens the cap of the mineral water bottle and the movements of his Adam's apple rise and fall as he sips, looking like an advertisement for a fresh drink on a scorching hot day. Tantalizing.

Delisha couldn't move her gaze towards that man. When Imdad finished drinking, she immediately looked away. "Thank you!" said Delisha while taking the medicine at once and then swallowed it accompanied by water. "I do need it."

Imdad stared in surprise but said nothing. He then led Delisha to the room. There are 10 quite spacious bedrooms in the house. He uses the largest main room, located at the front. As for Delisha, her guest, she prepared a guest room that was at the very back, because the access to the kitchen and garden was closest to that room. Maybe the woman needs fresh views and easy access to food if she wants an evening snack. Imdad thinks so. He opened the bedroom door.

Delisha walked slowly into her new room. The medicinal effects are starting to work. The soft and clean bed there looks very seductive. Please, no more trouble tonight! Delisha whimpered silently. She took off her shoes in the middle of the room and threw her coat over the edge of the bed and then fell on the bed. Feet dangling on the edge of the bed.

"Hey, hey, is this a woman's sleeping style? What a mess!" muttered Imdad as he lifted Delisha's feet into the middle of the bed. He pulled the blanket over her body.

Delisha stretched out. She thought of Richard, her father, who used to accompany her to bed when they were together. His father will do the same. Covering her, caressing her face and kissing her forehead, accompanying her to sleep, keeping her warm and safe.

Imdad put the blanket over Delisha's chest and was stunned to see her staring at him with a gentle gaze.

"Stay here," Delisha muttered softly. He held Imdad's hand. She was worried that the jet black creature would come again and attacks her while she was helpless due to the influence of the drug.

Imdad tilted his head. Was he had a wrong perception if he thought this woman wanted him? She sounded so inviting.

"Don't leave me," said Delisha again hoarsely. "I don't want to be alone ...."

Imdad did not move from his position. Sitting on the edge of the bed with his face tilted toward the lying woman, gazing into her begging eyes.

"A kiss will help calm my nerves." Delisha is talking about her father. But for a man who had kissed her, that was the green light. Without waiting any longer, the man kissed Delisha's soft lips and melted into his mouth.

Delisha didn't expect it. But neither refused. Is it wrong to want kisses and hugs from a guy who happens to look decent to me? Delisha, who was half-conscious, put her arm around Imdad's neck. She adores him every moment. Gentleness and care. Not being pushy and not rushing, allowing her to enjoy the taste. Warm, humid, and comfortable.

The eyes of the two of them were half-closed and shook subtly. Soft sighs and soft moans when their mouths are released just to inhale, then come back together again. The stronger man's lips are drawn and his rough jaw opposes the delicate skin of the woman.

He knew that her lips were starting to swell. Imdad turned to explore the skin of her neck and immerse his kisses in that feminine curve, inhaling her soft scent and realizing how her head was lifted giving him free space to explore every inch of her neck and collar, making Imdad intoxicated.

Imdad did not know how long he was fond of fondling her as he had to refrain from taking more than he deserved. One thing is clear that the woman was fast asleep, leaving himself tense and his heart racing. He had to leave the room only to return to his own room and take care of himself as quickly as possible before lust took over common sense.

At 4:30 am, it was still dark and he was as fresh as the morning sun. Wet hair flushed himself under the shower. His lower body was wrapped in a towel and he looked at himself in the mirror. He was a mature man with a well-built body, solid and tall, smiling silly like someone in love.

He dances and sings like the main actor in Indian films.

"Since I got a signal from You Since then I have gone crazy

"I have been separated from all

"Even God seems crazy to me

"Since I got a signal from You, since then I feel restless

"Since there has been whispering

"Since then the intoxication has increased

"Since the strings of our hearts got attached."

Jab Se Tere Naina - Sawariya

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