Love Disease's
Chapter 7's

Above the height of two hundred meters, Leona stands facing the city that holds giant buildings, the grandeur of the sky and a suspension bridge that crosses the river. The beauty of this panorama is not artificial. Which means it's really real. Nil from the elements of the simulated world that no longer cares about facts, fiction, reality, pseudo, right and wrong that unite in one camp.

Baudrilard referred to the union as a simulacra. A concrete example is the world inhabited by the yellow and pink and their friends. However, in addition to Bikini Bottom, humans also simulacra, as well as someone who lies to the public by building an image that is far different from the original character. Whether because of self-defense, mythomania or pure always want to look perfect.

Leona is known to the public with good attitude. Friendly, humble and great talker attitude makes it easier for him to be accepted. So naturally he has millions of fans in the online and offline world. So which species of earth would believe if Leona the drop-dead gorgeous was a kind of tyrannical man who used the most cunning path, for example a coup, to hook the man he adored.

Even though he denies, and emphasizes his behavior is a manifestation of an affection. However, Matthew who had understood Leona since his sister was still wetting his bed was not sure. The man whose intelligence is Einstein's level is the hardest to fool. Therefore, Leona who heard her sermon can only grunt, grumble, sometimes squinting while talking.

“Your skills for a few years I thought you were completely healed, but what I heard a while ago worried me. For the last time, I beg you, please .. continue your consultation.”

Matthew pleaded with great hope. Previously he was quite relieved after reading Leona's psychiatric notes last time. She thought her sister had returned to normal, but outside of her supervision, the girl had not recovered, and was getting worse.

Leona rubbed her eyes. “I suggest that you not trust Dean.”'s information too much

“She's my impossible confidant lying. Look, I appointed him specifically to take care of you, because I know he's a very dedicated person. Please don't bother him, let alone involve him in your evil scenario.”

“Why does everyone think I'm evil, when I do the best thing for my life?” shangkal Leona's.

“By rigging Felix?”

“He is my universe, my everything. You guys left me, but he's the only one who's there for me. Don't predict anything you don't know,” messes with the girl. His voice was half-vibrating. I can't accept hearing statements that are contrary to what he feels.

“Try visiting doctor Hardy. Don't hurt yourself in that way. I'll have Dean take care of everything.”

“I didn't do anything to myself. I never did that again. Why is it so hard for you to trust me?” sergeant Leona's on fire. The shock was very real drawn on his face which started to turn red. His pacing movements were enough to prove a sense of uneasiness.

Across the country, Matthew sat leaning back while enjoying the shahdnya of the twilight sky. His mind was bright in the first years of his sister suffering from a mental disorder. Parental disharmony that continues divorce is the most likely cause of her sister committing self-injury. It happened again and again without his knowledge, until one day he caught it directly and decided to take the girl to a psychologist. Until now, Matt had never been calm.

“You know, no brother is willing to see his sister suffer. I'm doing this so you can be saved. For your good, your future and dreams—”

Tut!

With a huff Leona closed the unilateral connection. Breathing at this moment was stifling, his heart was too tight. He did not understand why it could be this angry just because he heard a truth. “Fuck, Matt!”

Leona closed her eyes, looking for peace. The left fingers also trace the long mane that is still a combination of pink and blonde to the point of being pushed apart. For a moment, his attention shifted to the figure of a loyal man escorting behind. His serene soul prevented him from returning to reality. He glared, as he watched the sinless look of the man in the light gray shirt.

“Don't complain to him without my permission, Dean. You're in danger of doing it one more time!” point it menacingly, still with the rest of the emotions.

“I'm sorry I've made you feel uncomfortable. I was just doing my job. As should be my job, then I also accept whatever the consequences,” said the young man straightforwardly, restrained. But looking directly at him, he did not dare.

“Heish! You give me a headache,” ketus girl in a thin white T-shirt chime black sport leggings that still have a pompous face, while then handing back the phone to the owner. Then he pulled the dining chair after filling a glass of mineral water from the dispenser. Arguing after pilates really drains body fluids to cause dehydration.

“Nona, if I may advise, you should be honest with Mr. Felix and admit your mistake. I'm sure if you say it early, Mr. Felix will be easier to forgive.”

All of the men who like cosplay so the tail has been standing on the side. Leona bought, astonished at the one human who often moves like a ghost.

“For what to admit a mistake I did not make? I never felt wrong about him. He is the one who has so much wrong with me. He was guilty of ignoring my feelings. He was also guilty of dating another woman when he found out that I loved him very much. He hurt me first. It should be him who apologizes,” presses him grunt. His ego as big as Greenland was never willing to be cornered. Denial is the safest self-defense. Playing victim is not a permissible act.

Dean's down. Recording in sequence the details of the defense stated. A familiar vibrator knocks on the memory door at its most hidden part. It is the feeling of romance that occupies space in the heart. If this story is described more broadly, it will be clearly displayed to build a flat three-angle geometry that connects them. But Dean chose to pull him over. Not because he does not want to fight, instead he better understand how to love.

“Nona, Mr. Felix is a good person, I'm sure he will understand your decision. Tell the truth so that all is not too late to be repaired. I—”

Leona leaned until their faces almost touched. Dean reflexively pulls himself backwards. Meanwhile, Leona's eyeballs mischievously scanned up and down the figure of the man who suddenly froze in coldness. The focus then stops at one accurate point just below the belt. Leona raised one eyebrow. Their height of only seven centimeters allowed him to stare at the alert black lens. As calm as the well water, he voiced out, “You .. gay?”

And that's the most terrible question Dean's ever heard.

-:-

The location of the Felix restaurant located on Henry Street is only about 500 meters from One Manhattan Square, the condominium complex they live in. At the latest ten minutes for the distance to get there on foot. But Dean changed the journey to be shorter thanks to his Range Rover. Leona who was sitting in the back seat immediately came out once she arrived at the destination area. While Dean waited until the Miss came in and ensured security.

At first Leona came here to meet the husband who was missed. Their last encounter was at breakfast, the frequency of face-to-face was only fleeting. Felix is ignorant, if Leona did not take the initiative to assemble the chat, their communication is certainly less and very rare. Humans do not escape from lack. Generally determined by human elements. So if a pair of Adam's children are united in marriage, their duty is to complement and fill each other.

A friendly greeting greeted Leona as she climbed the entrance of the restaurant. He looked around and smiled watching the crowded tables of visitors. Unfortunately, the happy did not last long so caught the rare sight that was impossible to happen. Leona does not need time to process the peculiarities that feel very wrong and obstruct the respiratory system. His steps then stopped two meters from the center of attention. But the worst thing is to see the smile fade when they see each other.

“Can we talk on the terrace?”

One nod was met and Leona immediately stepped in the opposite direction towards the foyer. His hands clenched and opened many times. The fact that the husband pours a smile for another woman really makes it emotional. Anyone would consider it simple and innocent, after all just a smile, not an affair. But the problem is, he's Felix. An anti-expression man who never smiles, especially at his own wife. The foreign woman was definitely not comparable to the beautiful and admirable Leona Barbara Palvin.

Voraciously, Leona breathed in air, then faced her silent husband like a mannequin.

“Why did you do that to me?” the tanyanya was fiercely mixed with sadness.

“What do I do?”

Leona murmured inwardly, cursing her stupid and insensitive husband altogether.

“You ...” Emotions that bulge in the chest try to hold him. “You smile for another woman!”

The man looked disinterested, his facial water was mediocre as if he had not seen a storm raging.

“She's just a guest. Naturally, right, I keep a good attitude in front of him?”

Thin smoke began to jostle through the ears. Leona's anger is like heading a crown. “Okay! He's just a guest. But you care about him!”

“What's wrong with that?” Not yet opened his mind, even though Leona's face was red with a virtual fire horn like a demon.

“So you think it's right, protecting the feelings of others is more important than your own wife? I even forgot the last time you smiled at me.” Leona paused, shrinking the blaze that burned her chest. “I don't think ever. Because you hate me! I'm not the wife you want!” his screeches. Blood rate increased, as did the gasping breath.

“What's the matter with you?” sue Felix, astonished at Leona who suddenly came and rampaged, while he felt he had done nothing wrong. Then he stepped forward, his hand outstretched about to grab his wife's arm, but was prevented first by the girl who moved backwards.

“I hate myself like this.” Leona. He realized he had become very emotional. Could it be the impact of Matthew's long speech last afternoon? This melancholic attitude certainly clashes with his sanguine personality. “Why don't you appreciate me? Am I not that valuable? Have I never been valuable to you?!”

For the second time, Felix felt awkward. Until this moment he has not been able to understand the transition of his wife's emotions. “You're overreacting.”

That one sentence reminded Leona that she meant nothing at all to anyone, even her own husband. Felix was too concerned about his feelings. He was shunned and uncared for as if stain.

Without retaliating again, she stepped away, passing by her husband who was unmoved alone. Leona did not dare to look back. Although expectations of humans always end painfully, but just this once, he hopes Felix pursues and calms himself down. But until a few meters he walked, the man was never seen his silhouette.

“I hate myself for loving you like crazy.”