IT'S NOT MY FAULT TO LOVE YOU
Kill me

Tristan clutched his phone tightly. After he hung up the phone, the man stiffened his jaw. He threw his phone in any direction until it was blown to pieces.

You still love her, you lied to me. You met him on purpose Kimy. Well, if that's what you want, I'll show you how crazy I am.

Lexa parked the car in the yard of the Kimy family mansion.

"Damn it, why is he home?." grumbled Kimy while getting out of the car leaving a lexa that was still regulating his breathing. Lexa sees Kimy running into the house. Then Lexa switched to see Dony who was talking to his phone near Tristan's car.

"Damn, tumben once they've gone home. May Kimy be safe.."

Lexa gets out of the car, she walks casually into the house. "Excuse me, sorry to talk to you for a second?.." Dony's voice stops lexa's steps.

Degs.. Degs..

Lexa's body slowly turned to face Dony. Lexa pecked as Dony stared at her sharply.

Damn, this man is no less scary than his boss.

"Where did you take your lady?.." Ask Dony coldly.

"S..Me, we just go to the cafe." lexa replied stammered.

Dony approached the lexa, the man looked at the sharp lexa with a murderous gaze, then he showed the photo on a mobile phone right in front of the lexa. Lexa widened her eyes when she saw the photo of Kimy and Gilang sitting across.

Die me.

"You know what this means?.." Ask Dony while keeping his phone.

How's this, Kimy how?

"You don't want to harm them both right?." lexa looked at Dony questioningly, she didn't understand what the man meant.

"Just like you're worried about Miss. I'm also worried about my boss.."

Damn, what the hell does that mean? Why should he worry about Tristan.

"Don't let this kind of thing happen again, otherwise you'll know the consequences.." having said that Dony left the lexa still silently sculpting.

Kimy opened the door of his room slowly. A direct look was on the man sitting in the chair with his eyes closed. Tristan slightly laid her body on that chair. His feet were raised on the table. In front of him was a drink bottle.

Is he drunk?

Kimy entered slowly "Ehem.. Ehem.." he's a little bit of a throb. Hearing Kimy's voice, Tristan opened his eyes.

"You're home, baby?.."

"Yes. ee.. Are we having dinner outside?.." Kimy asked doubtfully. Tristan got up from his seat. He walked over to Kimy who was still standing in his place.

"No. I want to spend the night with you in bed." whispered Tristan in Kimy's ear slowly. Kimy slightly rewinded his body. The smell of alcohol stung from the man's mouth.

"You drunk?.."

"Heh.. No alcohol can make me drunk, dear.." Tristan stroked Kimy's cheeks gently.

"Why are you drinking at this hour. Then why are you home?.."

"Sstttt... I miss you." whispered Tristan. Then quickly the man******** Kimy's lips are greedy. Not just*******, Tristan seems to want to eat Kimy's tiny lips. She was so excited that Kimy was out of breath.

"Hhh.. Tris.tan stop.."

"Mkr.."

"Tristan, Hh... You hurt.tiku.." heard that Tristan let go of the kiss. His breathing was stingy, the man closed his eyes, sticking his forehead on Kimy's forehead.

Slowly Kimy opened his eyes, staring at Tristan's life attached to his nose. Why her?

"I love you Kimy. Can't you love me too?.."

Deg deg deg

Kimy's heart shook violently. Tristan opened his eyes, looking into Kimy's eyes. The man's eyes looked red, like they were holding back a cry. "Do you love me?.." Kimy was unable to answer, his eyes blankly staring at the man.

"You don't love me?.."

"I don't know." somehow that word came out of Kimy's mouth. Tristan was sculpting, his defense was collapsing, tears suddenly just flowed past his cheeks. Kimy could see that. His heart was also slashed to see the usually frightening man in front of him cry.

It hurts, that's what Tristan feels. His body slumped, the man sat in front of Kimy as if worshipping. Kimy was surprised by the man's actions. He took a step back, but Tristan quickly grabbed Kimy's legs. Tighten him.

"Is this how it feels? It hurts Kimy.." he said slowly.

"Tristan is free, don't be like this.."

"Why? It is not enough love that I give. What should I do?.."

"Tristan, please don't do this.."

"Do you want me to die first to prove my feelings.?.."

"Tristan no, it's not. Don't do this.." Kimy tried to take off his legs, but the man's strength was not comparable to his. Kimy sees Tristan grabbing something on his pants and how shocked he is, when he sees Tristan holding a gun.

"Tristan!! What'sthat?.."

Tristan took off Kimy's leg. The man stood up a little. While Kimy, he still looked at the object held by Tristan.

"Kill me.." Two words that surprised Kimy enough.

"Kill me Kimy. Don't you hate me. Kill me now.." Tristan's left hand grabbed Kimy's wrist and somehow the story of the gun that the man had held changed hands. The gun is now in Kimy's hands. Kimy trembled, slowly his gaze descending towards his hand which was holding a gun. Body blanching. His breathing is irregular.

"Let's do it.." Kimy looked back at Tristan. The man looks so fragile. Kimy wants to cry. He can't stand it anymore. Why did his heart fall to see Tristan so helpless. Kimy looked back at the gun in his hand. Then I looked back at Tristan. His breath is getting faster. No, shouldn't he be happy that there's a chance of killing people already destroying him. But why is this, why is his heart so sick seeing that weak man helpless in front of him. Even the life of that man was now in his hands.

"Quick Kimy.." Tristan pulled out Kimy's hand holding the gun. Tristan directed at his chest.

"Last Pakistan, what are you doing?." The first time Kimy spoke non-formally to Tristan was by calling you to the man.

"Before Tristan I can kill you.."

"Do it!.." snapped Tristan.

"No!! I don't want to. Release!!.."kimy tried to release his hand, his tears had already come out. The woman was so panicked, she was afraid of hurting Tristan by accident.

And

Doooorrr

The shot happened, not in Tristan's chest but in the man's arm. Tristan pulled the trigger, he deliberately wanted to shoot himself. But Kimy prevented it and the fateful incident was inevitable.

"Tidaakkkkkp. Tristan!!!.." Kimy was hysterical. Tristan fell down, he sat on the floor, his body leaning against the edge of the bed. Fresh blood flowed on his arms. Kimy quickly hugged the man "Tristan what are you doing. Why are you so stupid.." Kimy said while crying.

Tristan grimaced, feeling a pain sensation in his arm. The man is conscious. "Don't cry hmm.. I don't like to see you cry because of me.."

"You're nuts. Why are you doing this?.." Kimy let go of his embrace. He saw a gunshot wound in Tristan's arm. Seeing the blood, Kimy panicked. "Where I am, I'll call a doctor.." Kimy is about to move but Tristan is holding his arm.

"Don't go.."

"I'll call the doctor. You can die.." snapped Kimy.

"I don't care. I want to die near you.." Tristan said while grimacing in pain.

"You're nuts. Who let you die first. Didn't you say you wouldn't leave me. Why did you die first?.."

"Because I don't want to lose you Kimy. I'd rather die than see you go.."

"Stupid, who wants to go.." Kimy was still crying.

Brakes

Door opens.

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