ログインWe were stuck on the highway in the middle of the Christmas travel rush. My husband’s childhood friend had not only taken the passenger seat from me, but she had also propped her bare feet up on the center console. “Don’t take it to heart, Yvonne. I’m just a casual person and like to be my true self, unlike you and your fake propriety,” Michelle Gail said. As she spoke, she snatched my phone right out of my hand and read a holiday greeting from a male colleague aloud. “Oh, you have quite a few backup options, don’t you? I bet you cheated on Charles a long time ago.” My husband, Charles Carter, however, only defended her. He said, “She’s just being casual. Don’t be so petty as to hold it against her.” I smiled. They did not know that I had accidentally been bound with a system before. As the system had bound the wrong person, it promised to fulfill one wish for me unconditionally as compensation. Without a moment of hesitation, I swapped the system for the “Forget Common Sense System” and bound it to Michelle. Since she was so “casual,” why would she need a sense of shame? Why would she even need to wear clothes? Since the highway was so congested, she might as well go for a wild run on the road!
もっと見る“Tahan sebentar. Ini akan terasa sakit.”
Kelopak mata Aina terbuka perlahan, ia menggeliat saat merasakan hawa panas menyentuh pundaknya.
Namun begitu menyadari pemandangan di atas tubuhnya, Aina langsung membelalak.
Tepat di atas tubuhnya, seorang pria dengan tubuh kekar sedang mengukungnya. Kepala pria itu nyaris menyentuh pundak polosnya. Dan detik itu juga, Aina tersadar bahwa pundaknya tersibak, menampilkan kulitnya yang mulus.
Tanpa berpikir dua kali, ia langsung mendorong kuat tubuh pria itu hingga jatuh dari kasur.
“Apa yang kau lakukan?!”
Ia beringsut mundur, menghimpit kepala ranjang, tangannya bergerak menarik bagian gaun yang terbuka.
Tidak ada jawaban dari pria yang tadi berada di atasnya. Pria itu nampak sibuk meraba-raba sekelilingnya. Kening Aina sontak berkerut dalam.
Apa yang dia lakukan…?
Namun saat ingin bertanya lebih lanjut, ia baru menyadari keadaan sekitarnya.
Ini bukan kamarnya!
"Istriku..." suara berat dan dalam dari pria yang ada di depannya membuat Aina menaikkan alisnya.
"Bukankah kita sudah setuju untuk bermain peran menjadi sepasang suami-istri yang bahagia?" tanya pria itu datar sambil menatapnya dengan… kosong?
Aina tersentak mendengar pria itu memanggilnya. Apa maksudnya suami istri? Dia sudah melajang hampir seumur hidupnya dan menghabiskan sebagian harinya dengan membaca novel di kamarnya. Bagaimana bisa ada pria yang mengaku sebagai suaminya?
Ini pasti mimpi!
Namun melihat penampilan pria di hadapannya… dengan wajah bak dewa yunani, alis tebal, ia luar biasa tampan. Dan Aina baru menyadari bahwa kedua mata pria itu terlihat sedikit aneh.
Aina menelan ludahnya, menatap lurus mata pria itu. Bahkan tidak ada fokus di sana, dan tidak ada gerakan pupil seperti orang pada umumnya. Warna putih keabu-abuan nyaris memenuhi sebagian besar pupil matanya, membuat dada Aria berdebar aneh.
Pria itu tidak sedang menatapnya.
Suara pria di depannya kembali menarik kesadaran Aina.
"Kenapa kau diam saja? Apa kau jadi ragu karena jijik dengan suamimu yang buta ini?"
Aina membelalak. Mulutnya terbuka, namun tidak ada suara yang keluar darinya. Ternyata pria itu buta… pantas saja tatapannya terlihat kosong seperti itu. Aina langsung merasa iba pada pria tampan di mimpinya itu.
Namun saat Aina hendak bersuara, pria itu tiba-tiba mendekat dan mencengkeram tangannya. Sentuhannya terasa sangat nyata, membuatnya panik dan yakin bahwa semua ini bukan mimpi seperti yang ia kira.
Aina membeku di tempat saat perlahan pria itu bergerak mendekat, ia menelusuri lengan Aina dengan ujung jarinya, seolah sedang memastikan posisi wanita itu di hadapannya.
“Padahal kau juga yang memaksa ingin tidur denganku,” ucap pria itu rendah. “Tapi sepertinya kau menyesalinya.”
Jarak di antara keduanya semakin menipis, tubuh Aina menegang dengan bulir keringat dingin yang memenuhi keningnya. Tanpa sadar, Aina mencengkram sprei sutra yang melapisi tempat tidur.
Pria di depannya ini semakin mendekat, tangan besar pria itu menarik kancing gaunnya perlahan.
Aina ingin menyangkal bahwa semuanya pasti hanya mimpi… namun segalanya terasa sangat nyata. Terlebih saat bibir pria itu mulai mendarat di pundaknya, sebelum berhenti tepat di dekat telinganya.
“Bertahanlah dan jadi istri yang baik kali ini.”
Aina refleks mendorong pria itu lagi. Kali ini ia menggunakan kesempatan itu untuk bangkit dari tempat tidur, lalu bergegas ke arah pintu untuk melarikan diri.
Meski pria itu tampan, tapi Aina tak ingin melakukan itu dengannya. Mereka belum menikah, bahkan ia tak mengerti kenapa bisa ada di situasi seperti ini.
Aina berlari sekuat tenaga, tak menoleh lagi karena takut pria buta itu mungkin saja bisa mengejarnya. Namun tiba-tiba, rasa sakit yang tajam menghantam dadanya.
Namun di saat yang bersamaan, sesuatu menabrak tubuhnya hingga ia jatuh tersungkur. Napasnya memburu saat rasa sakit di kepala dan sekujur tubuh menyerangnya tanpa ampun.
"Nyonya! Apakah Anda baik-baik saja?!" suara seorang wanita membuatnya terkejut. Aina menoleh perlahan, mendapati wanita dengan pakaian bak pelayan berlutut di sampingnya.
"Kenapa Anda berlarian di lorong malam-malam seperti ini? Bukankah Anda seharusnya sedang bersama Yang Mulia Duke Elgard?" lanjut wanita itu.
Aina membeku seketika
Duke... Elgard?
Nama itu tak terasa asing di telinganya.
Aina langsung menatap sekelilingnya. Tempat yang asing, gaun yang aneh, suami buta dan Duke Elgard…
Jangan bilang ia berada di dalam novel favoritnya?!
Charles tried to find a new job, but that viral video had become a permanent stain on his name. Not a single reputable company would hire him.He was forced into manual labor. Meanwhile, Michelle’s condition grew worse. The system did not seem to have any intention of letting her go.[Sixth stage punishment initiated: Forget human memory and emotional cognition.]Michelle completely forgot who she was and who Charles was. She was either staring blankly into a corner or barking at Charles like a dog every time Charles visited her at the psychiatric hospital.The doctors said this regressive pathology was irreversible. She would never recover.Looking at the filthy and crazed woman behind the iron bars, Charles could not connect her to the childhood friend in his memories.“Be herself...” Charles muttered with a bitter smile. “She is truly free now.”…I met Charles in a classy cafe six months later.He had used every connection he had to beg for a single meeting with me.
Michelle’s mind was a chaotic void, ruled only by the most primal instincts: flee, forage, and claim territory.She lunged into a supermarket and vaulted onto the counter in the fresh meat section. She grabbed a slab of raw beef and began stuffing it into her mouth. Fresh blood trickled down the corners of her lips and further stimulated her wild nature.“Ah!”A sales assistant shrieked and fainted on the spot. Security guards swarmed the area and wielded riot forks to surround her. Michelle bared her teeth. Her eyes gleamed with predatory aggression as she glared at them.When Charles finally arrived, he saw Michelle perched atop a high shelf. She was clutching raw meat with a blood-smeared face and facing off against the police and security guards below.At that moment, Charles knew she was a lost cause. He knew that Michelle was finished, and so was he.“Michelle,” Charles called out with a trembling voice. “Come down. It’s me, I’m Charles...”Hearing his voice, Miche
“Compassion?” I threw his hand off. “Did you have compassion for me when Michelle was humiliating me? Did you have compassion for me when she propped her feet up in my face? Charles, don’t make yourself out to be some saint. You’re just a useless man who can’t tell right from wrong!”With that, I walked straight out of the hospital. Behind me, Charles tried to give chase, but a nurse called out to him, “Who’s the family member of Michelle Gail? She tore off her diaper! She is eating it… Oh my, hurry up and look!”Charles’ expression turned ghastly. He spun around and sprinted into the ward.Standing in the sunlight, I took a deep breath. ‘System, it is time to upgrade Michelle’s punishment,’ I thought.[Instruction confirmed. Fifth stage punishment initiated: Forget human language logic and vocalization techniques.]Suddenly, a shrill, non-human howl echoed from the ward.“Awoooo!”…Charles cared for Michelle in the hospital for three days. Those three days were pure t
Early the next morning, news that Michelle had “gone mad” spread throughout the neighborhood like wildfire. Whenever the locals walked past the Carter family’s mansion, they would point and stare as their eyes filled with disdain and ridicule.Charles had not slept all night. His eyes were sunken, and his face was covered in a thick layer of stubble. He stuffed Michelle into the car and, without even having breakfast, he drove us away from his hometown as if he were escaping a crime scene.“We are going to the hospital. We have to go to a hospital for a checkup!” Charles said through gritted teeth. “It must be poisoning, or perhaps something is wrong with her nervous system.”Michelle remained tied up in the back seat all the way. The handkerchief was still stuffed in her mouth. Her gaze was vacant, and she would occasionally howl.I sat in the passenger seat and happily scrolled through my phone. I had used an anonymous account to send the videos and photos I took last night






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