Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
Kill me first

Wegen, Switzerland

The man stared at the woman who was still sealing it, lowering the temperature of his room which made the place even colder.

The dark gray eyes were now silent as if they could no longer speak.

He looked at the wife who was covered with blue skin.

Taps!

The colored powder gives the impression of life in the sow, he does not know how to use makeup but use it this time like he has memorized it.

"We're going home tonight, I hear he's conscious" said Lucas, holding the icy hand.

The feeling that he cannot hide or know is like making him want to explode instantly.

Necklaces, fear, loneliness, restlessness and sadness.

A feeling that even he himself was confused as to how to channel his.

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

2 Days later.

Germanic.

Damian Mansion

The clear gray eyes looked around and looked at the servants but could not see the mother.

"Mama?"

One word that has always spoken on the tiny lips since waking up.

"Later to go home with Papa, they will bring a lot of food for the master" said the bodyguard who looked at the little boy.

Estelle didn't say anything else because she wasn't the kind of kid.

He always repeats what he wants to ask.

The sound of doors opening and some people entering the luxurious mansion was heard.

Philip went out, he was the bodyguard and guard and nanny of the little boy since it was found on the first day to make him immediately see.

"Mama's home?"

Estelle got off her bed, although of course her energy and muscles were still weakened but it was better compared to when she first woke up.

There was no answer yet, the small step had gone first and came to his mother.

Her little feet stopped. He looked at the father holding the woman with long blonde hair.

"Mama?"

Call her who looks confused and wants to reach her mother, no discussion or speech that can be a reply.

"Ma"

Lucas said as he passed his bodyguard, soon Estelle was back in her cradle to the room and then the clear eyes followed the steps of the father who was still carrying his mother.

...

At 09.23 pm

"The guy's like a corpse, isn't he?"

"No! Not like but he was already a corpse! He's dead, isn't he?"

"So I saw the color of his body has changed and his face is also like a dead man,"

"But he didn't rot or smell, maybe master gave something to him."

While the little boy who heard the chat that he did not understand it stepped up and walked towards the second room of his parents.

The handsome boy came to the mother's room. Knock it repeatedly even though there is no answer until someone opens it.

"Mama?"

Her question with an innocent face was staring at the father who was standing with a posture higher than his.

"You want to see her? Meet him,"

Estelle did not answer but she slowly walked in and approached her mother.

Her steps stopped, indeed the woman who used to hug her still looks beautiful but there has been a change in skin color because she herself died from drinking the poison.

Added with a pale face that looked like there was no more blood.

"Mama? Mama why? Mama's sick? Mama said you wanted to take Estelle home?" ask her who approached and hold the mother's ice-cold hand.

The deg!

"Mama's cold? Estelle held her hand." said her innocently and held tightly to the mother's hand with her two tiny hands.

There was much she wanted to ask, including the meaning of the word corpse and death to her mother.

Lucas was silent without saying anything, looking at the wife who was still awake.

He knows there is no more beat or pulse that runs on his wife's body but despite knowing he is difficult to accept it.

Now I've given your Estelle, haven't I?

You can wake up, don't sleep too long...

They keep saying shit that I brought the dead...

You have to stay alive...

Because you haven't killed me.

You should have killed me first, not left before me...