A POSSESSIVE BESTIE
FRANS MADNESS

The day before night. Frans began to worry because from then on Anya had not returned home. Frans was about to return to his room, but as his legs began to climb one by one the stairs, his phone suddenly rang. He paused for a moment and received the call.

"Hello, pa" said Frans. It was Mr. Wiranta who contacted him.

"Frans Papa heard that you and Onya have returned home from their honeymoon, did something happen?" ask the guy across there.

"Well, it hurt, Dad. Just seasick, the doctor said. So Frans was forced to cancel our honeymoon, pa" Frans said as he stepped slowly.

"How is he doing now?" ask again.

"It's improved, pa. Yesterday also went out of his own house" explained Frans upon his arrival at the door of his room. He opened the door, the anxious feeling that had been haunting him gradually improved. The woman he was worried about was now sitting on their bed.

While Onya who immediately came into contact with Franz suddenly looked at the man. Frans noticed it, but he focused more on the voice across there.

"Then you can meet papa in the office tomorrow? You remember our family covenant, don't you?" said Mr. Wiranta.

"Of course, pa. All right, tomorrow Frans will go to papa's office" Frans said. Without him noticing, someone in the room raised his smile when he heard his words just now.

Frans breathed heavily as the phone call ended. He then turned to a woman who was looking at him full of hostility. And the man dared to approach her.

Right in front of Anya, Frans was shocked as his face was pelted with several pieces of paper.

"Signature, now!" said the woman with her breath that was hunting intensely because of her almost explosive anger.

Frans managed to capture one sheet of paper. Calmly he began to read it, but seeing one sacred word on the paper, his face that had been as calm as a puddle of water instantly shrunk. He looked back at the woman in front of him.

"Decorate letter?" Frans chuckled at reading it.

"Don't dream, baby. Marriage is not a game for me" Frans replied with a slanted smile. He ripped the paper and scattered it with origin.

"Fuck you, Frans!" he said, then he stood up from his sitting position. The woman was about to leave the room, but as her legs were about to pass through Frans, the man swiftly pulled her until the two faced each other.

"Where are you going, baby?" the call of love made him shudder in horror. Moreover, the longing gaze that Frans showed made Onya realize she was in danger.

"Frans, you're a fucking shit! You offered me the marriage contact yourself and with the asshole lied to me, huh!" he said while covering up his fear.

"But I changed my mind. It means I'll never divorce you" Frans said.

"If I don't want to?" challenge Anya.

"Oh, I've been patient enough. Don't make me angry. Pull back your words just now" Frans said. Honestly he was overwhelmed with selfish attitude.

"Eat him don't be selfish dong!" I don't know who is selfish. Anya said Frans was selfish, and vice versa.

"If you don't want a divorce, go ahead. But tomorrow I'm going out of the country. Never mind you, neither will my parents be able to hinder me. Remember that!" onya.

Enough patience Frans. Angrily he lifted the tiny body and slammed it on the bed.

"French!" pekik Anya's. He was shocked to death. Fortunately his body fell on the soft mattress and did not endanger the other life that was being guarded.

More surprised when Frans oppresses him and kisses him mercilessly.

"Frans, are you crazy!" he said half screaming. He then rebelled, beating and scratching the man's face.

"You fool! You think you can hold me this way? Brain policy ************!" onya Maki. What a mouth that is so overstepped the limit.

"Oh, what brain did you say?" Frans laughed cunningly at it. "You think I can't hold you back this way? All right, you see if I can make you unable to walk or not" Frans said cunningly.

Frans violently tore off the woman's clothes. He really lost his mind. His demon soul thrashed. She could hear the woman crying hysterically, but her eyes darkened.

"ill? I'm sicker than this, baby" Frans said, biting the woman's neck in a fit of anxiety.

"Frans, enough! Frans...? Frans, I'm pregnant"

Frans' body immediately limped and collapsed on top of the woman.

"Don't trick me" said Frans. Remembering the matter came because of his lies. He was afraid that the woman wanted to repay him with a lie as well.

"You hurt him, asshole. I went to the hospital yesterday. The doctor said he was one month old" explained Onya. He doesn't want to cover something that big. Moreover, Frans almost endangered them earlier, inevitably Onya must be honest immediately.

Frans looked up. He scooped his little cheeks while saying full of haru.

"You can't run from me anymore"

But Onya as if fed up immediately threw her gaze in another direction. He's still angry. Angry at being made a fool by that man. And angry that the man was being rude to her. His whole life, it was the harassing behavior he ever got.

"I don't guarantee that. Since I'm pregnant, we should be able to divorce now" Onya said softly.

Everything changed his plan. From the beginning he did not want to divorce as soon as it was post-pregnancy or giving birth later. But it seems like he is still unstable so it is easy to change and make such a big decision.

"Him!" Frans doesn't like to hear the word divorce anymore. He kissed the little lips again with a rough. And Anya just remained helpless. He was still shocked by the man's behavior.

Frans guarded the Onya until the woman was completely asleep. The problem still bothered Frans' mind. The man was unable to catch up with his woman to dreamland.

Frans grabbed his car keys and was about to get out of the house. But he passed by Luci when going down the stairs. They looked at each other. Frans could see the woman's face. But he did not want to take a headache and immediately cut off their eye contact.

"French!" call Lucia when the man leaves her. "Can I come with you?" tanyanya.

...*...

At the bar, Frans is accompanied by Lusi. Without being asked, Lusi told her household questions. Frans who heard it did not know what to do. She did not want to interfere with her brother's household affairs.

"And what's your problem?" ask Lusi later.

Frans shook his head. No matter how bad her household was now, she would not let a single person know about it, let alone another woman like Lusi.

"I think you're in trouble with Anya. If true, we can work together to make both our partners jealous" Lusi bargained.

Frans could have accepted the woman's offer. But he did not want any other woman to interfere with his household affairs. Especially the third person. Despite the theatrics, it is still not the best solution. Precisely it will endanger his household with Anya.

For Frans, as long as he has the strength to guard and hold the Onya, he will use it. He believed his mighty power was more capable than the intervention of a third person.

"Huh, I want to drink" Susa urged. But he is not free to do so. She was pregnant and Frans would definitely not let her drink.