Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
Whereabouts?

Damian Mansion.

Anna saw from her bedroom window that the man's car carrying her son had returned.

"They're home?" muttered Anna who saw her but could not move to see her.

As usual the woman was waiting in her room because shortly afterwards there would definitely be small steps running with vigor and would open her door.

"Estelle?"

Anna heard the sound of the door opening and then looked towards the direction waiting behind the wall.

"Est-Luc?" Anna looked puzzled, no little son was coming and only the husband looked covered in blood on his clothes.

"Why you?" asked Anna who was approaching with a confused face.

Clangs!

His steps stopped because he could not approach the man who was in front of his door and could only stop for a few steps because the chain was still used at his feet.

"Luc?" call Anna again who has absolutely no idea how or what is going on with her husband.

"You waiting? Here," said Lucas who then went in and took off his shirt while putting the cake he had bought after taking his little son to the hospital.

Sooner or later he will still be called because he is the guardian of the child who was hit.

Anna held onto the package of cake that was on the table and looked at the husband who was starting to bathe.

He was not confused, did not know anything that happened and why his husband returned in a suit full of blood and his son was not seen.

"Luc? Lucas?" ask Anna who knocked from the outside before opening the bathroom door that was never locked.

Anna was still standing in front of her looking at the perfect field body that was bathing under the rushing shower.

He still did not ask anything until the man finished rinsing because he knew his voice would be submerged by water.

"Are you done?" asked Anna who approached the husband while carrying a towel in his hand.

"Why did you come in? The usual is very rare" said Lucas who took a towel brought by Anna.

He knew that his wife never once entered intentionally while he was bathing.

Anna just smiled but her feelings started to get uncomfortable.

"Where is Estelle? Why aren't you with me?" asked Anna who was trying to ask about her son.

Lucas was silent for a moment and then walked into his dressing room, then of course Anna followed behind.

"I take off the chain, you can eat the cake first" said Lucas, who removed the key at the girl's feet and put his clothes back on.

Anna was still silent, the question had not been answered at all and the man did not seem to want to say anything.

As soon as the chain at his feet detached the woman immediately went away, she came out of the room that locked her up one day.

"Estelle?"

"Son? Where are you? Estelle?"

Call him who tries to get the little boy to answer as usual.

Silent...

There was no answer or even a footstep that excited and passionate came to him.

"Is he sleeping?" murmured Anna softly who then went to her son's room.

"What a weirdo? He doesn't like to take naps,"

The woman kept moving to her little son's room and opened it.

"Where did you eat your cake? Eat same Mama jug-Eh?" Anna frowned at no one in the room with a large size and design that was likely liked by the children.

Seeing her son's empty room, Anna opened the bathroom that was not in the key but remained the same.

He found no son at all.

Anna was silent, she began to feel uneasy but tried to keep thinking about nothing negative or horrible.

He went out and then searched the entire park and other areas of the mansion.

While Lucas noticed from the balcony of his room that was enough to give access to the courtyard of his luxurious mansion.

"He was looking for the boy like a fool,"

"I hope the boy really dies..."

His murmur is soft because from the past until now he wants only one person and he does not need complete happiness with a child because of his happiness he has found.

Feel the bond between father and son?

The kind of emotional that normal people have?

Of course, do not expect it in someone who is experiencing emotional deficits and even to understand his own emotions alone is difficult.

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

Hospitals.

Crash it!

The fresh blood flowed and splashed out profusely.

"Bring two more bags of blood!"

Said the doctor who had difficulty to perform surgery on the tiny body that had suffered too much damage.

Starting from broken and fractured bones and then make other important organs impaled by broken bones.

A rowdy room with a busy in silence that tries to pin one life.

9 Hours later.

Long enough time to be able to save a small body that has been scratched by a scalpel outside and inside it.

And it will most likely fall in a vegetative state because of an injury to the head that makes some of the main components of his brain become damaged.

"If all of his limbs have improved and the surgery is successful, there is still a high chance that this child is in a vegetative state" said the man who removed his surgical cape.

"And worst of all maybe he will go into a coma" said the doctor, who chimed in because the two conditions were so different and could not be equated.

Coma is a condition that has absolutely no consciousness while vegetative can be said to have a condition of the heart and lungs worthy of a healthy person.

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

Damian Mansion.

Lucas went down the stairs and stared at his wife who was still waiting in the living room to fall asleep and even missed dinner with her.

Drrt... Drrt... Drrt...

Lucas picks up his phone from the vibrating phone, he looks towards the name that called him.

"Oh yeah? So he's not dead yet? Then keep him in a coma or vegetative like that" Lucas said coldly to Philip.

Someone he assigned from the beginning to watch over Estelle from Switzerland.

Lucas then hung up and approached Anna, who was still asleep.

He wants to move to hold her but someone who fell asleep with a feeling of anxiety will certainly be easily awakened.

"Eh? Luc?"

Anna called out in a hoarse voice and then looked towards the man.

"You're here? What time is it? Estelle hasn't come home yet, has she?" tanya who immediately woke up and wanted to go straight to her son's room.

Lucas was silent for a moment to see the woman who refused his hand and chose to walk in half-sleepy steps to his son's room.

"What if I told you the boy was dead? The blood you saw was his blood,"

The deg!

Anna flinched, her drowsiness disappeared instantly and instantly turned around by staring at the flat-faced man as he said it.

"Luc? What are you talking about? It's not funny at all, Luc." said Anna, staring at the man with a gaze that didn't want to hear anything.

"I look like I'm kidding?" asked Lucas with a face that is impossible to joke because he is not that kind of person.

The deg!

Anna was silent, her heart was racing and of course immediately thought of the bad thing about the man for thinking of the bad thing as well.

"Where is he? Luc?" asked Anna who approached the face that was starting to panic.

There was no answer at all other than a flat face without saying anything.

"Luc! Answer!" his words were staring at the man and then looking at him with a burning gaze.

Still silent, the man only noticed the changing face at this moment.

"Ka.. You killed him? You promise, don't you?" anna asked softly by looking at the man.

"I didn't kill him, it was an accident" the man replied with a face that showed no emotion at all.

Anna's silent, accident? What the hell is going on.

"Where is he? Say it!" his words began to urge.

Lucas exhaled and then pulled his wife's hand to bring her to sleep.

Anna brushed it off strongly and asked back.

"Why did he get in an accident? That real?" anna asked once more with a face that was already showing full of panic.

"Yes, he came out of the cafe himself without my knowledge" replied Lucas who did not have any guilt at all.

"You could say he made it there, he followed his son! Or you can hold him! You're strong Luc!" anna said with a sense of anxiety that only hope if it's not true.

"Why should I bother? I didn't like it from the start" Lucas replied flatly.

The deg!

Anna flinched, honestly saying such a word about her son so hurt her.

"Where is he? Say it!" Anna once again tried to find out where her little son was.

Lucas still did not answer, he saw the panicked face and approached one step.

"You think he's alive? Did you see the blood on my clothes?" lucas replied in a whispering voice.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

Anna's heart raced fast, not knowing anything scared her even more.

His hands began to tremble hearing this and then stared once more at him.

"Why are you overreacting? With just one child? Should I make your other 'Estelle? To replace the current one?"

Anna was silent, hearing something that disturbed her ears like saying that her son was an item that could be lost and made again easily.

The little hand trembled to hear her, the face so shocked that it did not even show a cry.

THE PLAQUE!

Something hot and with a painful itch landed on his cheek and it seemed so obvious that he was getting a blow.

"What are you doing?" asked Lucas who was looking at his wife.

"Where is Estelle? You won't be able to replace him with anything, all I want is him." Anna muttered in a trembling voice.