Chapter 4 Reza just smiled coldly

That morning, the house seemed quieter than usual. Rani had just left for a business trip out of town, leaving Desi and Reza at home. Rani, with deep worry, asked Reza to take care of Desi during her absence.

"Reza, I have to go now. Don't forget to pay attention to Desi. I know she might feel lonely and needs support," Rani said before leaving. Her face showed sincerity, but Desi could feel the tension lingering in the air.

"Don't worry, Sis. I'll take care of Desi," Reza replied in a gentle tone. However, in his heart, Reza had intentions that were very different from what he showed.

After Rani left, Desi felt the atmosphere at home change. Her heart was filled with worry and uncertainty about how to face Reza alone. She tried to continue her daily routine, but the tension made everything difficult.

Desi tried to distance herself from Reza, hoping to avoid an uncomfortable situation. However, Reza seemed to be getting closer and more aggressive, trying to interact with Desi more than usual. Every time Desi tried to pull away, Reza always found a way to get closer.

"Desi, do you want to come with me to the garden for a bit? I have a few things I need to check," Reza asked casually, but with a look that Desi couldn't understand.

Desi felt uncomfortable, but she knew that refusing Reza's invitation would probably make the situation worse. "I... maybe later. I have some homework to finish."

Reza smiled faintly, but it felt more like a threat than warmth. "It's okay, Desi. I can help if you want."

Desi felt a deep sense of discomfort as Reza sat near her, making her feel cornered. She tried hard to stay focused on her work, but Reza's eyes watching her every move made her even more uneasy.

One afternoon, Desi planned to go to her room after lunch. However, Reza stopped her in the hallway. "Desi, we need to talk."

Desi swallowed, feeling a wave of fear rise inside her. "What's wrong, Mas?"

Reza reached out and patted Desi's back gently. "I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. Rani isn't here, and I wanted to know that you were comfortable."

Desi felt anxious and tried to avoid physical contact. "I'm fine. But I need to rest."

Reza frowned and tightened his grip on Desi's arm. "Desi, you have to know that I'm here for you. We can talk about whatever is bothering you."

Desi tried to pull her arm away, but Reza held her with unexpected strength. "Sir, I really have to go," she insisted, her voice starting to shake.

Reza took a breath, and suddenly his face turned harder. "Desi, don't make this hard. I just want to talk. Don't think about anything."

Desi felt her body start to shake, and she tried hard to stay calm. "I'm not comfortable this way. I want to be alone."

Reza didn't respond, instead pushing Desi toward the dark guest room. Desi felt cornered, her heart beating very fast. When Reza locked the door, Desi felt trapped, her heart filled with fear.

"Sir, what's going on? Why are you doing this?" Desi tried to speak firmly despite the fear that gripped her.

Reza approached with sure steps, his face showing indifference. "Desi, you need to understand that there is no way out of this. We need to finish this."

Desi stepped back, feeling panicked. "Please, Sir, don't do this."

Reza just smiled coldly, showing no signs of backing down. "Desi, you need to know your place. This isn't about what you want, but about what has to happen."

Desi felt desperate, trying to find a way out of the increasingly pressing situation. She felt forced to fight, but every effort only made Reza more aggressive.

Reza approached Desi with a strength and determination that made Desi feel helpless. Desi felt her body was very vulnerable, and all efforts to fight back felt futile. Her feelings were a mixture of fear and confusion, trying hard to save herself from this situation.

Outside the room, night began to fall and the atmosphere in the house became quieter. Desi was trapped in uncertainty, feeling like there was nowhere to escape. Reza, with his increasingly cruel attitude, makes Desi feel increasingly depressed and desperate.