Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
It's Okey

Damian Mansion

The man patted repeatedly on the back of the wife who had closed her eyes.

He looked at the woman who was crying and smiling at the same time, asking for something unusual and then saying something unusual.

"Kill you? If I do you'll smile at me?" murmured Lucas while holding the cold cheek.

He knew that a dead person would not be able to smile or laugh anymore, but he knew that before death someone would still respond.

....

Three days later.

The man looked towards the little boy who was not even aware of it, he stared with his eyes looking flat.

"He wants me to kill you, shall he? But if I do that I don't have to kill your mother either" Lucas said, staring flatly at the handsome boy.

No answer, his touch did not arrive at all.

Even now he did not feel anything, the emotions he used to feel when he was with his woman.

There is no hate, but there is no love.

Although he thought first if he would hate his son later but it was not that bad.

"Luc?"

The man turned his head, a call from the voice of a woman who never even bored him.

"Ka.. You what again? We're out yuk?" bring Anna closer.

The man did not say anything, he looked at his wife and looked at her with a gaze waiting for something.

"Luc? The one before that I didn't really want to..."

"I want us to have Estelle together, we have family photos, we have picnics or go out to bake meat, I want that..." his words were softly said, then looked at the man and approached and held his hand.

Lucas was still silent, words were changing rapidly and the mood was changing rapidly.

"We can do without him" Lucas replied flatly.

"I want him to be like us, he's part of us too." said Anna with a faint smile and a doubtful look.

Lucas did not answer anything, he let go of his wife's small hand slowly and came out.

Anna was still standing at her spot, her smile disappearing with a face that looked flat.

He stared at the unconscious child.

He bowed and then whispered in her ear that looked tiny and tiny.

"Darling? It's nothing..."

"If you are still sick you go to sleep first, then Mama will wake up if you are not sick again?"

His whispers were smoothed while rubbing the little head of his son who still looked so calm.

He heard her voice, when was the last time?

When the boy said he would bring all the cake he had for him.

Or when the little mouth tells a story it will bring all the most beautiful photos he can take.

"You're Estelle Mama,"

Connect her thinly with a gentle kiss on top of that tiny head and then move away.

He caught up with someone who today went to do a consultation about his health.

"Luck!"

The woman gave chase, she walked side by side and then held the hand of the man who was currently standing beside her.

"You'll be healed, right? Aye right? After that Estelle also healed right? We can go on a picnic together, right?" asked Anna who looked smiling as usual.

"No, we're not going with her. It's just you and me, he's not in my plans." replied Lucas, who remained the same.

He can not change his stance immediately, because to know he loves the woman in front of him alone takes a very long process.

Anna stopped her steps, she stared at the man for a moment.

"Luc? You said you have fears too, right? What are you afraid of?" asked Anna with a faint smile.

The man did not answer, and he certainly did not answer at all.

"If my fear is not you anymore, but I'm afraid that I'm in a world that I can't see my stars anymore" she said with a faint smile.

"I'm curious, you..."

"Can you kill me if I ask? Or is that one of your fears?"

Lucas frowned, the flat face giving a response and then looked towards the woman who asked that.

For her the son she had was all her. Happiness, sadness, fear, anxiety, and all those feelings were even minuscule in his heart.

Because the position of his son is as important as that in his life.

And is that guy the same? Make it something so important.

"Yes, you're important to me, you're valuable to me" said Lucas, who replied but still did not say what he feared or what 'fear' he had.

"If I am valuable or important? Why am I you broken? You said you'd love me broken, right?" asked Anna who was still smiling.

His words certainly refer to his soul, he can not think clearly or think of something more clearly.

His common sense was like no longer walking, the identity he built was destroyed. Such strong self-confidence is undermined.

There was nothing left, only a fireless doll that looked beautiful but could no longer be used.

"No one else wants something broken, and..."

"That way you'll still be mine, which is important, not to anyone else but only to me. You can't run away." replied Lucas who didn't know how to say a sweet word to persuade and certainly replied with more frontal words.

Anna was silent for a moment, the man in front seemed to have no guilt whatsoever, sympathy or empathy.

Everything he did failed, he couldn't build up any feelings for the man. Can't 'turn on' her like a normal person.

"Luc? Now I know..."

"I'll stop, you..."

"Do whatever you want, whether it's me or Estelle,"

"Maybe the taste won't be the same but I want you to know a little bit about what I'm doing and I want you to promise me one thing..."

"Whenever you hate my Estelle, our Estelle, I want you to remember that she's part of you, from me and I don't ask you to be a good father figure but I just want you to be the one to protect him."

"Not a painful figure for him..."

Lucas did not answer, he was silent and said nothing while looking at someone who was holding his hand.

Emotionally unstable and not working perfectly, an explosion inside that can make a time bomb that no one ever thinks of.

"Now we're going, right?" asked Anna who was staring at the man once more.

With bright blue eyes and a thin smile.

A glare that he will never forget, at any time.

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Hayy

Long time ago othor never said or nyapa again...

Once again if someone feels his story muter or stuck well how othor says it, sometimes want othor fastin also othor his ga had.

Because his nulis also took time from the rest of the othor himself.

And you must also realize that the writing is getting fewer and fewer days?

Well because the author is also tired really want to write, and indeed in every chapter that the author makes it should be his three or up to 4 chapters ahead of the usual othor joined.

So like the impression of his stuck or muter, because the former is not othor if up a long chapter right?

What else the groove is slow and othor also know.

If for example the chapter that othor made ga short" kayak now must this already be the last eps yes.

No further.

But because short continues well othor further until where othor finished and indeed this also wants to end really.

In comparison, one chapter of the novel that the author once made was like two or three chapters of a novel that is now othor made.

So it must feel more stuck or muter if you say it, because the long chapter aja groove is indeed a bit slow or depiction of feelings that the othor wants to make as detailed as possible, what else in the short chapter?

Othor also does not know the plan to be off or hiatus or how, but if on the off right there are two that have not finished and one that is new right?

There is also a request for a continuation of Bianca the same Zayn (Trapped By Mr. Mafia) but ga othor for because the othor also did not have time.

Do you think the head oyong, the body already pegel want to sleep cepet home from work but othor make writing first?

Othor did not ask to be made in ngertiin but only explained about the condition that is now the same as before.

Okay see you later well...

And if there is no deign or othor there is a reply to your comments that make you feel sick or how othor apologise but sometimes the feeling of othor himself is a bit sensitive🙏🙏

Happy reading💕💕💕

Healthy always for all who read othor and everything around him, sorry if his vent is a little long 🙏