Love Conspiracy
Photos with blood
Austin, who initially intended to see his body by sleeping while hugging his wife who was late in the dream, did not do so because he currently heard the doorbell ringing.
He got up from the bed and felt confused because he was not dressed, so he hurried out and took clothes. Whether how many minutes had passed, he who had finished dressing, headed straight towards the front to check who had come.
As he opened the door, he spread his gaze around as soon as he checked. However, there was absolutely no one and made him squint.
"Is there a prankster coming?" he muttered as he walked towards the outside of his home area in front of the small gate that the servants used to pass through if throwing garbage.
Until he looked down at the package under his feet. Feeling suspicious that something is not right and do not want to bring the medium-sized box into the house, so you want to make sure yourself.
Now, he immediately wants to open the box and in it there is still a small box and makes him wonder what exactly is in it. Until he hurriedly opened it and immediately rounded his eyes as soon as he saw the photo of Diandra who had just come out of a place that had been therapeutic.
"Fuckers!" Austin was currently with his voice filled with wrath as soon as he saw a photo of Diandra decorated with something as red as blood.
"Who would dare to send this here? I'm gonna kill him!" the Austin circus is currently circling around looking for the person who sent the box home.
However, there was absolutely no one who passed by and made him think that he had left when he was dressed earlier because he did not hit the bell again. He is currently staring back at the photo Diandra filled with blood red on the face and body and legs.
"Diandra would have been very shocked to see this." He is currently thinking of immediately throwing it into the trash and is unlikely to bring it home because it will cause fear to the wife.
"This must have been an act of one of the Yoshi families. It could be his uncle and his mother" said Austin, who now intends to put a photo of Diandra in a garbage can.
However, he did not do so because he thought it was a threat and should be reported to the authorities. Especially if something happens to the wife, will make him blame himself for failing to protect a woman who is loved so much.
"I'll have Daffa take this to the police station as evidence" said Austin, who now reinserts the blood-soaked Diandra into the box.
Then put it behind the tree thinking it will disappear if it is not hidden. He needed evidence so that the police could help catch the criminals who came to send the box.
If there is usually no CCTV in the area of his house, now think to install it as a protection of his wife and son. Once it was safe, Austin returned to the house and intended to contact his personal assistant to retrieve the box and bring it directly to the police station as a report.
'May Diandra still sleep soundly in the room, ' murmured Austin who was currently heading to the main room to pick up her cell phone.
As he walked through the front of the room used to make love a while ago, heard the sound of falling objects and worried if something happened to the wife, so it went straight inside.
As soon as the door opened and ascertained the state of the wife, the journey immediately approached and felt relieved to see the woman who is currently still on the bed. However, on the left side of the bed was a glass filled with broken water.
"Darling, what's wrong? Why did the glass fall?"
Diandra, who was very lazy to get out of bed and clean up the mess that had been made, now saw the husband who had moved to pick up a broken glass on the floor.
"Sorry, Honey. Where did you come from? I didn't even realize you were out." Diandra, who was currently rising from his recumbent position on the bed, was now sitting on the edge of the bed.
Austin, who is currently careful to clean the broken glass so as not to hit the legs of his wife and son, still ensures there is nothing left.
Until that is done, look up at the wife. "I wanted to eat again because I was hungry after actively moving on top of your body. When you hear a voice from inside the room, come here to make sure nothing bad happens to you."
Then stand up and bring the broken glass to the trash. "Would you accompany me to eat or continue to sleep, dear?"
Diandra, who had returned to yawning and was very sleepy, now shook her head. "You're eating alone is okay, right, honey. I want to drink and go to sleep because I'm so tired."
Indeed, that is what Austin wants because he does not want his wife to know if he intends to contact his assistant to come. So, this time agree to the request of women who intend to get out of bed.
"Yes, it's okay, honey. You're just here. Let me get you another glass." Then turn around and head to the kitchen to pick up a glass instead.
Meanwhile, Diandra only smiled knots as he felt happy not to bother coming out of the room and could resume his break after drinking.
"My husband is really a nice guy who treats me like a queen." When he had just closed his mouth, saw the husband had returned to bring a glass and poured water from the glass teapot, then gave it to him.
"Thank you, honey. You just go eat. I will sleep again," said Diandra who was currently directly sipping water in the glass.
Not wanting to waste time contacting his assistant, Austin rubbed his wife's hair gently and nodded his head. "Sleep well, honey."
After seeing his wife smiling at him, he walked out and closed the door again to continue his sleep.
Of course he went back to the main room and took a cell phone to contact his personal assistant to come pick up the box sent by the stranger's right.
Not only that, he also had a detective investigate. For him, relying on two alternatives is better than just trusting the police.
"I'll kill anyone who dares to touch my wife's hair" Austin's circus, who is currently feeling very angry when it remembers the blood-soaked Diandra's photo box.
To be continued...