Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
Lake

Airplane

The round and clear eyes were staring at the mother who had seemed agitated.

"Varsha's? It's okay, I asked, Diego said he went to Spain today" Camilla said before sitting on her bench because next to the girl was his son.

Anna was still trembling, her breathing felt tight and her face was still pale.

"Mama's sick?" estelle asked who gave her cubics as a sign of being entertaining.

Anna turned her head this time, she looked towards her innocent-looking son. His hands began to cling to the tiny body of the little boy.

"Estelle? Next time don't run away alone? If any of your items fall do not need to be taken, Mama will buy it again. Yes baby?" his words that kissed his son.

The plane, which was about to take off and head to Switzerland, is leaving now.

Anna was still nervous, she held her son's small hand to reduce his nervousness.

"Can you give me some warm water?" anna said as the plane began to rise above the clouds.

The tall and beautiful flight attendant immediately came with a friendly face because the passenger in the business class called her.

"Sure, do you need anything else?" ask the flight attendant.

"And bring an extra blanket, my son feels like he's cold" said Anna, who glanced at her son.

"Well, miss" said the flight attendant with a smile.

Meanwhile

On another plane this time heading to Spain for a business trip, the man was silent like a mannequin just looking up at his iPad to open some documents he had not read.

The man took his breath away, stared for a moment at the window and looked in the direction that always gave the same view as he was fed up with seeing her.

"I must return soon." murmured his dislike for traveling far.

......................

San Francisco

Apart

The girl stared at the man who looked agitated when he received the phone call just now.

"That's who?" ask her who is approaching.

Now he has two eyes, one eye that was his original since birth and another false eye that is glued.

His appearance did return but certainly not with his vision as well as his movements are different.

"Isn't it a little troublesome if you wear it here? You're not out?" said Diego, who stared at the girl who always wore her fake eyes.

"I look terrible if I don't wear it," said Samantha Lirih who of course she wants to always keep her appearance for someone she likes.

"You look beautiful, whatever it is." said the man who breathed.

After three years passed the girl was still afraid of the outside world. Even without the need to lock her up the girl had already locked herself away.

"So who?" ask Samantha to repeat.

"Nobody, you don't need to think about it" said the man, who stared at the girl.

"Oh yeah? I forgot, we don't have to go to the doctor today? This is your schedule, right?" said Diego who just remembered to consult a gynecologist.

"Like now it's fine," said Samantha who remembered and then retreated to hear him.

"No, you now often complain of pain when we do it" said Diego, who stared and looked at the girl.

"I don't have a contagious disease!" said Samantha who was nervous and did not want to be tortured.

"Sam? I know, you don't have one and we've been through it before. But this one's different Sam!" said Diego who saw the girl's nervousness.

...

Hospital

After repeated tests, you get one diagnosis.

"Asherman syndrome?" muttered Samantha repeating and then looked towards the man beside her.

"Yes, a disorder of the uterus with scar tissue and adhesions in the uterus, this is actually a rare case" said the man who is a obstetrician who is quite proficient in his field.

"Why did he get hit?" ask Diego who frowned.

"The habit is because it has done curettage but it can also be caused by trauma or injury" answered dr. Smith confirmed the position of his glasses.

"Curettage? She?" asked Diego who was immediately surprised.

Samantha was silent for a moment, "Yes.. Sa.. I once did a curettage.." she replied softly.

dr. Smith took a breath and explained about the disease and told her how it was healing.

....

Apart

"Curette?! You ever do a curette?!" ask the man who immediately demands an answer.

Samantha was silent, she never said anything about her baby miscarriage because she was experiencing severe stress at the time.

"Brah!" call Diego again.

Samantha flinched and then nodded.

Diego draws his breath but he does not immediately feel if it is his son remembering the girl in front of him as well before knowing himself had many ex-girlfriends and after knowing her also once worked as comfort woman.

"Whose son?" her question immediately made the girl look up.

"Who are you asking?" asked Samantha who was frowning to hear him.

"Why are you acting like I shouldn't ask? Isn't it natural for me to ask?" said Diego, who was staring at the girl.

Samantha was silent for a moment, yes it is not wrong if the man asked so.

"If I told you your son, would you believe it?" ask Samantha Lirih.

Diego frowned hearing her, "When?"

Samantha swallowed her saliva with difficulty as she looked towards the face that was lacking her trust.

"Before I tell you to cut off the employer and hire relationship? I had just miscarried at the time" said the man, who replied that he felt ill because the man did not believe in him.

"You threw the kid away on purpose?" asked Diego who was staring with eyes that demanded an answer.

Samantha this time was silent again, she was confused. All this time the man in front of her saw her like what?

"No, I had a miscarriage because of severe stress" said the woman who remembered the doctor's diagnosis at the time.

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning? If that's my son, even if he's dead or alive, I should know? Holy hooch! Samantha.." said Diego, who massages his temples when frustrated.

"If you knew what you would do?" samantha asked who was staring at the man.

Even after three years, the relationship is still ambiguous. There is no call to date at all, no marriage bond and no commitment that can be held.

"Give you alimony, and the child may be able to stay alive" said the man, who did not mind having children.

"Benefit?" ask Samantha to repeat.

"Diego?" call her who is now no longer formal as before.

"Are we really in what relationship? I don't understand" said Samantha, trying to find an answer.

"You can understand as you please, I'll give you any relationship you want other than marriage" Diego replied.

"What's? You're saying you don't have a problem having children but not getting married?" ask the confused Samantha.

"Having children doesn't have to be married, and I don't like that kind of binding relationship. But even so because we're in a relationship right now, I won't see any other woman but you. I'll give you everything but not for the wedding" said the woman who held the girl's shoulder.

Samantha was silent for a moment, her touch was gentle and her voice was soft but why was that tenderness piercing her heart and not her embrace?

"What if I want to get married? What are you gonna do?" ask him again.

"Then find a man who wants to marry you, I won't stand in his way and all your needs will be met until you have another person in charge." diego said without thinking twice.

"If I still want to be with you?" sam asked with a choked voice as he was also confused by his situation.

"Then you can do it, but to stay by my side you have to follow my rules" said Diego, who stared at the girl.

Unlike his cousin who does not want to have children, he himself does not want a binding relationship. For her marriage is something that shows the existence of selfishness to bind someone.

And of course this is inseparable from the intake he received by both parents until the stigma of marriage looks ugly in his eyes.

"You love me?" samantha asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes" Diego answered briefly.

"Love or responsibility?" ask the girl again.

"If love is definitely a responsibility, right? Love without responsibility is nonsense" said Diego who is not wrong.

"Why can't you let me go so easily?" ask her lirih.

"You have the freedom to choose, I don't like to keep someone from leaving. I don't want to be greedy for someone anymore" she told the girl.

Samantha was silent for a moment, she closed her eyes and instantly the clear circle fell down.

"I want to wash my face first" said he who left.

......................

Two Weeks later

Berlin

Damian Mansion

Lucas returns to his mansion this time, takes off his tie and his suit and moves to a room where he tries to make a doll similar to someone.

The bell rang again, the sound of chains coming together with the floor telling how scared the trapped girl was.

The man just stared flat, he was looking for something similar but nothing was the same as he wanted.

Lucas moves onto his laptop, he sees its opening and re-displays a hologram screen that shows how percent similar the girls are to his hostages and the girls he wants.

"Where are you? Why isn't there?" his murmur was shrill which felt frustrated because he could not find it.

The results of matching the face with a photo of Anna and the hostages on her laptop showed a result of 34 % percent which means it is different.

Of course he needs the help of such technology to recognize faces because he cannot distinguish the faces of his victims even though they have the same characteristics.

He turned around to pick up his sharp knife and approached towards the girl's face.

"I. please..."

"Ak. I'm gonna ja. so she..."

the girl said she was crying because she knew the man in front of her was looking for someone.

"You? You're not her" Lucas replied briefly because the girl would not be able to imitate her colorful Anna.

Greb!

He pulled the long hair, the tip of the sharp knife began to slash from the skin of the ear, the fresh blood began to flow out.

"Akh!"

"sick! Help u! Help me!"

The crane!

The crane!

The crane!

The crying girl revolted to make her bells and chains rumbled to each other.

Lucas stared in annoyance at the girl who kept shouting when he wanted to take his facial skin and hair in stride.

The dusk!

"Ukh!"

The girl flinched, the sharp blade stopped slashing the skin behind her head and instead began to pierce her chest with the blade.

He was silenced for a moment, the knife was twisted and instilled deeply. The fresh blood flowed out not only from the puncture wound but from his mouth as well.

"Now can you calm down?" lucas asked softly and pulled out his knife violently.

Crash it!

The fresh blood immediately splashed onto his face but he did not care and resumed his task of skinning.

...

The fresh blood splattered on the floor of the room, no more sounds because someone who had rebelled had now died.

The man put the skin he just took and sewed it in one of the dolls with good quality and can be moved like a pliable mannequin.

"No! Not like this either!" his decak is upset and slams his artificial doll that was created for the human life.

Lucas sat on the floor, but there was nothing red he could see.

"I'll find you..."

"I'll find you soon, wait for me..."

His murmur was soft as he reached for another doll that he had sewed with blue eyes and blonde hair but still did not make him able to see his girl.

It was certainly not him who kidnapped the girls who had characteristics and ages similar to his runaway wife.

He bought it from someone, from the custodian who also does not know who he is and he also does not know who his custodian to keep the information and again he is also not a direct buyer because there will be someone who becomes his man.

A suitable scheme and will not make its ugliness exposed to death.

Lucas took his breath, this time he chose to cleanse himself and then exited his mansion to seek fresh air.

"Well..."

"Blog!" decak his head down and look at his shoes while walking without direction like an ordinary person even though he actually has a very high status.

......................

Wegen, Switzerland

The cold mountains and the new scenery in the countryside that so spoils the eye.

After two weeks of arriving at her new home and facing a normal life, the girl regained her composure. He thought he would never see that man again.

"Ma?" Call the little boy closer to the mother who still wants to fall asleep.

"Yes?" Anna clapped her hands while looking at her son who was standing near her.

His son's call broke his daydream, whenever he remembered the man felt pain in his body and a touch that felt warm from the tip of the man's fingers at the same time.

"Don't think of anything Ann doesn't need!" say it to himself.

"Dinin!" estelle said because the temperature of her residence now is indeed cooler than when she was still in the hiddensee.

Anna took her breath and opened her hands, "Here, hug Mama.." said her soft voice that grabbed her little son's body and immediately hugged him tightly.

Dark irises, plump eyelashes, milky-white skin like her and reddish cheeks follow her facial hue.

Anna hugged him tightly and rubbed his back repeatedly gently to make the handsome boy begin to sleepy and fall asleep.

"Estelle? Already sleeping?" he asked who was looking at the sleeping son.

Anna took her breath and then peeked a few times at that round cheek.

....

"Auntie?" Call Anna who is looking at the woman who is preparing dinner.

"Where's Estelle?" camilla asked who was staring at the girl who no longer dyed her hair or straightened it now.

Greb!

Anna hugged the woman, Camilla was surprised but she did not reject her.

The 62-year-old has two sons who work in Berlin and live with their families.

She was alone after her husband died 10 years ago. Of course, because of his pity and affection has arisen to make him obey the request of the girl to come along.

"Thank you" said Anna with a faint smile.

"Sure you must! I ignored my son's words to follow you here!" his words were not carried away with the girl's smile.

"It wasn't my fault. Why did aunt choose me anyway?" anna asked, looking at the woman.

Camilla paused for a moment, "Color you're alone, they've got a family that can look after her, but you're too naive to stay alone."

Anna was silent for a moment, and then smiled again. Sometimes he does remember the sweet thing that binds with Lucas because his relationship includes toxic that gives honey and poison.

But he was calmer with his life now.

"Bi? Auntie know not? The song that aunt used to listen to, the singer was my friend. He used to love chasing me!" anna said with a small laugh.

Camilla pursed a sign of disbelief, "If she's your friend bring her here and ask for her autograph!"

"But he'll pretend to forget me, I'll make it! Her words," said Anna with a small laugh considering that now her upperclassman really entered into the world of entertainment and debut as a singer one year ago.

And even more fortunate, again the man's debut received a lot of attention to raise his name.

"Yes! You are a stubborn bitch" said Camilla, who always paused on Anna even though she loved her like she had a daughter.

Life that is too quiet and peaceful, will everything be fine?

Or like a calm lake that suddenly drifts and pounces when thought safe?