Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
My Cherry
Hiddensee
Hospital
The girl turned to her baby basket, there was no place in the tube because the baby she gave birth to was so healthy.
"You've thought of the name?" camilla asked as she looked at the handsome baby who was still red and wriggling it.
Anna shook her head to hear her, she had not thought of a name for her baby boy at all.
"But she doesn't look like you at all" Camilla said as she looked at the still-covered baby.
Anna did not answer but she did feel her baby looked more like her father.
The father who refused the presence of the handsome boy to want to kill him repeatedly even though he was not born.
"It's okay, because he's my baby later he'll also look like me." replied Anna as she began to lift the tiny baby.
The nameless baby wriggled, his small whimper sounding so cute.
Anna smiled faintly, she approached and kissed her baby's forehead gently. The distinctive aroma and petite body that made her feel calm.
The rest of her pain could still be remembered but for now it was completely forgotten by her when the boy's presence came.
"Auntie?" call her who turned her head towards the woman who was waiting for her from before she had surgery.
"Yes?" the woman with hair that had changed a lot of color faded turned her head.
"Thank you" Anna said with a faint smile at the woman and a sincere face.
Camilla was silent for a moment, she still maintained her cold yet honest face from her heart she was happy to hear her.
"I'm..."
"Truly thank you aunt,"
Anna said with a smile that was so sincere when she said about her sense of imaksih.
"No need to think about it, all you have to do is how to take good care of your baby. Taking care of the child is not easy." said Camilla who threw away her face when she saw the sincerity that attacked on the beautiful face of the young mother.
"Yes, I know. My mother used to take care of me, too"
The deg!
Anna flinched, she petrified for a while. The beginning is fine but when remembering the mother makes her instantly scared.
Afraid to be the same person!
"Varsha's? You okay?" ask Camilla who approached and grabbed the girl's arm to resuscitate her.
"Yes?"
"You're suddenly daydreaming" said Camilla, who saw the shocked face.
"Bi? What if I kill this kid? I think I'll do it later." murmured Anna who asked with a pretty pale face.
"What?" Camilla frowned in surprise hearing her, just less than a minute ago the girl was so happy to see her baby.
"Why do you want to kill him? You love your son so much, remember? Your fight to get here?" asked Camilla who saw the girl speechless.
"But I could have done it! What if I suddenly go crazy? Or what if my son becomes a monster like that guy!" Those clear blue eyes looked agitated like someone who had lost themselves.
"Gusha!" The woman's usual shrill voice speaking in a low tone was now filling Anna's ears.
"Look! Look at that kid! You want to kill her? You can do it! That's why you got here!" camilla held Anna's shoulder firmly.
Anna was still speechless, she turned her head towards her squirming baby with a face that wanted to cry because of the high voice and debate.
"Shhh...."
"Sorry..."
"I'm sorry Mama..."
His words were awakened and then kissed the face of his son who he was carrying for 9 months and he was born with tremendous pain.
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Meanwhile
The black car was speeding on the smooth and unimpeded road because there was no other vehicle.
The trees on the right and left sides of the road seemed to add to the atmosphere and refreshing scenery but that was not the focus of the man.
"Why doesn't anyone pick up?!" his words were softly upset at once the heart that inexplicably beat itself like being scared.
His phone calls were not answered at all, he could not contact anyone who was in his villa at this time.
The speed of the car was added, it was clear that the gas at the bottom of the driver had run aground so that the car drove faster.
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Villa
The high gate was open, no one was guarding as usual and he went straight into his villa.
His legs paused for a moment, he was stunned for a while when he saw the chaotic-looking state.
"Brah!"
"Samantha!"
His yells were thundering with the heavy baritone voice and instantly searched the room where the girl was sleeping.
No one answered him, not a hair of the girl seen in the luxurious villa.
There were only a few bodyguards who were already unconscious and the state of the villa was in a mess.
"Ck! Si*l!" then the man turned around.
Of course he knows his next destination but he can't just come.
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JNN group
Lucas got word that his cousin was trying to enter his mansion, and he would have told him first that the man could not enter.
"Yes, if you don't call the extra bodyguard and don't let him in no matter what" he said as his head of the guard called and told him.
He also closed his call, he guessed surely his cousin was directly coming to his mansion.
Starting a feud with someone who knows all the secrets of themselves is not good.
But not only did Diego know all his secrets and weaknesses, he was the same.
His cousin was not someone who was so good even though he often smiled. Because a smiling man is like a joker who can do anything.
Although there is no strange hobby, it does not mean that it never takes away lives. It does not mean also never commit fraud or manipulation of someone for profit.
A lot of dirty and unlawful things are also done by his cousin. So he knew that Diego wouldn't be able to do something that would destroy him.
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Skips
Damian Mansion
Those dark gray eyes were staring at the girl who was still asleep because of the anesthetic.
His hands and feet were in chains and given a bell bracelet like the other pet so that every time the sharp edge of the knife split the flesh and the 'maintenance' rebelling then a voice that was like an accompaniment was immediately heard.
"Don't..."
"Don't beg you...."
The woman prostrated herself on the floor with a condition that had already nearly lost half of her skin.
He was frightened to see a handsome face but like a demon it looked at his daughter who was brought into the room this afternoon.
Lucas turned his head, he seemed to be frowning but did not say anything.
The selection of his knife looked neatly arranged and aligned, he chose a small and resistant and shiny one.
The man took out a small thin blade and started to approach towards the unconscious girl.
"Ja. don't..."
"I beg ja. don't..."
The woman pleaded again with only one hand.
Lucas ignored him, but before that he called someone.
"If he comes, let him in." he told me and then hung up.
Tusk's!
Crash it!
"Akh!"
A scream instantly rang out, the red liquid instantly spurting onto his face.
The crane!
The crane!
The crane!
"Akhs! Help u! It hurts!"
The girl woke up instantly, but she could not see who had injured her left eye because her natural reflex would have made her close both her eyes when one of them hurt.
The sound of bells on the girl's legs and hands was heard along with a scream that sounded so painful.
"Sam! Son!"
The girl was crying and of course now could be said to be crying blood because one eye drained the thick red liquid.
The girl gasped to hear the mother's voice, though faint, because it was covered with excruciating pain.
"Sa. hurts..."
"Please..."
His words pleaded softly because he did not know suddenly there was something that pierced his left eye.
Not sounding anything, the sharp blade was unplugged and his expressionless handsome face was looking at him.
His hand approached, he began to insert one of his index fingers and then used his thumb to scrape and gouge the girl's eyes.
It's a little difficult because every eye is protected by a human skull.
"Akhs! Help me!" the cries and screams converged.
The girl's body wriggled and twitched then rebelled.
Pain filled him, he could feel nothing but pain!
The cry of blood was visible, the sound of bells still rumbling and still the voice of the mother who called her but she was unable to open her eyes.
Nah!
One strong pull is visible, the blood-stained hand was now grasping something round and horrible-looking while the girl was still grimacing and crying with blood soiling the white bed sheet on the bed.
The voice opened suddenly, "What are you doing?"
The voice that sounded breathless like he was breathing heavily from running looked very surprised to see the girl covered in blood on his face and the man with his hands grasping something.
"I took her eyes, maybe if she came back she'd be happy to see her."
Lucas replied with a thin smile and empty-looking eyes as he imagined the wishful thinking of the girl he liked with the gifts he collected.
Diego was still stuck and could not make a sound at all.
"Now he's yours, but don't give him real eyes later because I might hunt him down later" Lucas said.
"You're outrageous!" reply Diego with eyes that look so angry this time while starting to release the chains that curb the girl who was still crying and started to limp.
"outrageous? Where are those outrageous limits? If only there were someone else and not the kid you wouldn't care either." said Lucas, who laughed a little at his cousin.
There was no reply but what was said was not wrong at all.
Diego glanced for a moment at the woman who was the mother of the girl who was still crying but he did not care about her and carried Samantha out.
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Three days later
Hiddensee
Anna this time can go home, the former operation is closed and of course he can run smoothly.
His blue eyes looked shocked, the news of the death of one of the important businessman figures made him shocked.
"Lucy's? died in the car? The accident? Holy jeez!" Anna shut her mouth as a sign of her shock.
He said the woman's body was destroyed and burned out in the car, even very difficult to identify because it was no longer shaped.
Taps!
Camilla turned off her television and took out one scarf to cover the girl's neck.
"Why did you see the news that was typing? It's not good for you" Camilla said as she wrapped around the thick scarf.
"Bi? I'm fine, why so much?" asked Anna when she was given a thick scarf and a warm sweater and glasses that actually did not have much effect because she still had normal eyes.
However Camilla gave her as she felt the girl looked beautiful like a doll.
"You get sick easily, so you have to be more careful" Camilla told Anna.
Anna, according to him, just like that, he turned to look at her tiny baby, which he still did not name because he still did not think of her.
"Cherry is Mama ready?" her question was looking at her baby who had been changed and given a hat by Camilla.
Anna was still amazed by the tiny baby she could take out of her stomach.
But of course she does not know what obstacles she will feel when she becomes a mother. Not to mention the possibility of experiencing baby blues that can be felt by anyone even for someone who does not have the same trauma as he had experienced.
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The boy came with a carefree face.
"Uncle! Aunt Maurenne's coming today?" ask her with those clear, round eyes.
A smile appeared on that handsome face, "Come, and uncle has already given his punishment for his deeds."
The boy seemed to tilt his head when he forgot his lie.
"He's in the room, with your cousin" said the man and then left.
The boy walked over remembering why his uncle had said the punishment.
"Oh yeah forgot! I'm telling you Aunt Renne is bad! But even the punishment is still the same Lucas! I'll add to the story!" his words were rattled because he thought his plan wanted to keep his cousin away from his mother.
Yet...
His steps stopped, the room was filled with the smell of blood and the smell of charred.
"Mommy?" call her Iirih who was so surprised to see the woman who had been half burned along with her cousin who was unconscious and not far there.
He was fixated for a while and did not know if only his lies made something so fatal.
...
The cloudy and rainy funeral, with still attended by two boys because the family of someone who died was still not notified.
"Luc? We go home now" said the boy, asking his cousin, who was still crying, not to stop.
"Go! If you want to go home there!" his words were pushing towards his cousin until he fell.
Rain fell, an atmosphere of mourning supported by the sky.
"Go home! You can make Mommy alive again!" said the boy who was angry but crying too.
"He's my Mama! Not your Mama! Stop calling him Mommy!" his words were angry and unacceptable this time.
"It's because of you! You made Mommy die! If you don't have Mommy, you don't have to die!" the little boy screamed and blamed his ignorant cousin for covering up his guilt.
Of course if his cousin is not there then the affection of his aunt whom he calls 'Mommy' will be fixed on.
The little boy was silent for a moment but he also looked angry.
"Mama died not because of me but because of Papa!" his words were not accepted and encouraged his cousin until the fight of the little boy occurred in front of the tomb.
"Lucas!"
The thunderous voice made the child's body flinch and then turned his head, the rough hands pulling his still-child away from his cousin whom he was beating.
"You okay?" The man pulled the son lying on the ground.
"Who are you! It's your fault!" his yelling words were still blaming his cousin.
The response of young children is different, of course, the mind that is still not clear and still does not know how to respond to problems and great guilt makes him blame someone to cover up mistakes and great guilt as well.
"I will scold him" said the handsome man when he heard his nephew's complaint about his son.
Moreover, he did see his son attacking first on his lover's son.
...
"What did you do?"
Asked the man when he arrived at the mansion and he had not even changed his wet clothes due to the rain.
No answer, the poor boy's body just trembled not daring to look at the father.
"Why your hand?" he asked her who pulled the little hand and saw the blood from the wound.
Fear was increasingly visible on his son's face when he found out his hand was injured.
"Are you afraid to see blood? Only blood? Si! I thought you'd look like me but why are you a clown now?!" asked the man who was inexhaustible to see his son.
He does not even know at all how to understand a person's feelings because he has no emotions and once he has he even has deviant emotions by loving his younger brother.
"Monster..."
"What?" asked her who was looking towards her muttering son.
"You monster! You Monsters!" he shouted and cursed his father.
The handsome man looked expressionless and then called out to his bodyguards.
"Blood, take me a bucket of blood now. It's up to the pig, cow or man's blood" he said.
BYUR!!!
The deg!
The deg!
The deg!
The boy was petrified, a fishy and rancid liquid filled his whole body shaking so violently.
He was no longer able to make a sound and seemed unable to digest his situation.
"Now feel your fear and learn obedience? Understood it? Like his jal*ng does have a bad influence on you." said the man who then left his son.
The little boy was still speechless with a body trembling violently. All his gazes were filled with red liquid and a strong scent entered his nose.
A cassette-like memory that spins repeatedly about how the mother's blood pooled passed through her head.
Bruk!
He fell, his breathing felt tight and began to experience seizures due to panic attacks. His body was still on top of that fishy and rancid liquid.
The expression of the mother's face, blood and fire so painted on her head gave a memory that was so impregnated but also accompanied by fear.
Heuk!
Uhh!
The little body was still having convulsions without a sound because it was so shocked, he constantly experiences outbursts of emotions and feelings that he does not know and of course for that all his brain begins to work and form his self-defense system by starting to block any perceived threat or disturbance.
The gray eyes looked glazed over, the poor boy's body was still stiffened from the spasms and the translucent spheres fell from the tail of his eyes making a pathway from the face that seemed to be filled with blood.
Before we shut down and forget everything.
Do not know the blood of animals or humans but certainly the blood is fresh blood and freshly removed and spilled on him.
...
Two days later
The boy was worried, he saw his cousin fall ill.
Fever that is so high and like being between life and death because it cannot open its eyes and always trembling with a pale face.
"Why is he sick?" ask the uncle.
"Uncle just gave her a little punishment for being naughty to you" the man replied, "Where's your Daddy?" tanyanya is looking for her lover.
"In the piano room." replied the boy.
The handsome man went to see his lover.
While the little boy now looked again at his cousin, "Ma. sorry..."
"Don't die..."
"A. I don't know..."
"Sorry..."
His cry this time felt fear and also guilt that really peaked until he could no longer avoid his fear of blame.
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Well now the flashback is already exhausted" yes, yesterday this is the continuation but ga othor make because it is not enough because MT/NT has a maximum of words and the time othor connect in the previous chapter othor who did not have time to make the length wkwk
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