The surrounding was still dark when Candy woke up. She looked around, her eyes searching for the ruthless man who had sex with her while she was unconscious. Candy was trembling with fear. Who is that man? No one would dare enter their room but Kenneth. But why did he have to do that to her? Why does he even have to rape her? She can freely give herself to him. They have shared the ecstasy of love making many times. Oh… but it has never been love making… just sex…Candy got out of bed. Although she lost consciousness last night, now she can still feel the traces of every caress of the man's hand all over her body. She looked in the mirror and she was surprised to see hickeys on her chest.Candy's tears flowed. She felt that the man trampled her. She needs justice for what happened to her. But how would she explain to everyone what had happened? Will they believe her?Kenneth… she needs to talk to Kenneth. She was sure it was Kenneth.

Candy was awakened when she felt the gust of wind on her face. She opened her eyes, surprisingly she was able to sleep tightly despite the restlessness she was feeling.She turned to the left of the bed where Kenneth lay down but he was no longer there. Candy sighed, she again focused her eyes on the outside of the window. A forced smile traced in her lips as she looked at the leaves on the tree like dancing with every blow of the wind on them. She suddenly felt envy of the leaves, they are free to do what they want. They are free to follow the direction they want to go, while she is like a puppet who only obeys the wishes of her husband, Kenneth.But why is that? What does she owe him to be submissive to think that he is the one who did her wrong? She will not let this man run her life in his palm, after all this tragic thing that happened to her right inside his household.Candy got up when she heard the door open. From there Kenneth emerged. He smiled affecti