Love Disease's
Chapter 8's
A person who is a lot of silence is said to be fighting with his own head. Perhaps the case for Felix who is now stuck in a swinging chair after the departure of the wife. Although his gaze was straight in one direction, but his focus was divided. His hazel eyes also seemed to manifest a Rinnegan belonging to Sasuke who was able to open a black portal purplish until he was trapped in a dimension. Disconnected with the surroundings, Felix is completely unresponsive to movement on the side.
His fingers clinging to each other on the thighs tightened as the battle inside him grew more massive and uncontrollable. His soul was dragged into the valley of darkness. He's isolated. World's stopped. Gravity disappeared completely, causing the oxygen supply to shrink sharply until it suddenly developed hypoxia. Grateful, his consciousness was slowly recovering with the arrival of a loud pat on the shoulder. Felix flinched, following his chest that was blooming.
“Yo, welcome back to the world!”
The man who had just returned from the antah-disputing planet immediately scooped his face, then turned to the figure next to him who was smiling goat.
“Sad that you were left by a wife, huh? How far have you teleported?”
Felix did not answer. The sparkle of despair in his wife's blue eyes was still reflected. The wounded highlight was very familiar and seemed to reflect on her fragile but hateful self in a time that had passed. He should have been mediocre in responding to the girl's brutality because the arbitrary Leona was no longer new. Unfortunately, there are several reasons that make it impossible. Suffering was endemic to him, and he did not know how to deal with it.
“I see he's not okay. You guys quarrel?”
“No,” reply Felix honestly. “Mistake only.”
“But I see he's really no good. You'll be here alone, not intending to catch up?”
“He will be fine,” sure Felix will be the dogma he holds. After all, he memorized how the character of the girl was. This afternoon angry, later tonight also act again.
“You want me to tell you one thing?” The thin mustachioed man was embracing Felix's shoulder.
“What?”
“That sounds probably inappropriate for me to say this to you, because I'm an unmarried man. But come on, I'm a master of women's problems,” the man's snub.
Felix did not respond with words, but through the eyes.
“The woman ... the most unique and magical creature. Believe it or not, in fact they and their wars, MAHA DIFFICULT to understand. The bonus again, their sensitivity level was very high. Anyway sensitive once ... as sensitive as that.” His gray iris went down archery the entity that was clumping inside his pants. Aware of being made into a fantasy object, Felix immediately attached his beautiful best friend. Timothy laughed.
“Every sick there is an antidote, so do women. When they are angry or sulking, just persuade, lure with things he likes. The woman is happy to be given attention, pampered .. peppered .. stimulated.” Timothy whispers sensually in the ear at the last word. Hearing him, Felix gave amused goosebumps. Then he pushed back the man's arm that was attached to it until their bodies shifted apart. The science of women has been studied. Felix admits, despite the womanizer, Timothy was not a womanizer in particular.
Laughter loudly reverberated, Timothy was denied the defensive attitude of his best friend. The man who served Sous Chef certainly understood how Felix's actions in a world full of falsehoods are cruel. There was a gaping wound that was difficult to heal, but thankfully, the warrior man no longer trembled with women. Good thing, it's leveled up to be a marriage.
“Maybe right now, Leona needs your attention and affection. She is the woman you have married, meaning you take full responsibility for her, in happiness and sorrow, as you promised God at the altar at that time,” Timothy reminded. “Not only women who like you have bad intentions. Leona's obsession all this time didn't hurt you, I see her love for you is very strong. Other women may take days to express love first. But Leona only needs one second, one more second to get you married.”
The explanation paused, Timothy stretched the muscles that felt stiff with both hands that extended lifted up to the top of the head. His moaning sounds relieved. Another thing Felix is still trying to muffle the scars on the head. Marriage is taboo for those who do not believe. The chronology can be started from Felix who does not have an example. In the process, he is learning. Adaptation requires ability and will, especially against women who are beyond wishful thinking.
“Someone who is sincere, long can be saturated if you do not appreciate, you treat it well. I understand you have a traumatizing experience. But don't you make that bitter experience a benchmark for judging women, especially your wife.” The ring-adorned hand touched the passive man's shoulder. “From now on, be nice, reduce your activities outside if there are no important things. The maneuver was probably a form of protest to you who are still busy working rather than taking him away for the honeymoon. Don't be so mean to him, Bro,” he added advising.
Felix grunting. What kind of discourse did her new best friend just put on? Doesn't that sound more like distortion, aka twisting of facts? What would be the definition of evil if Leona's own reality is too coercive? Timothy's baseless accusation is the dumbest slander. In fact, Felix still does not understand, what considerations make Leona desperate to marry him if in the end the girl knows will be hurt.
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The anasir in him messed up and indoctrinated him to a paradigm, that 'don't pretend to be okay if you're hurt, occasionally rebelling is okay. You have to dare to say things you don't like and disturb. Because if you don't, other humans will treat you the same way constantly. It's okay, it's raging or just angry if you can't stand it.'
Time and time again Leona justifies philosophy that undermines the soul. In addition to the gregetan in a husband who is too apathetic, hormonal factors that since the afternoon wrapped around his stomach like sliced are also successful in decapitating intelligence to be destroyed undetected. But Leona was not ashamed or even regretted her impromptu attack earlier. To be honest, she was not the truest woman, but Felix's indifference was intolerant.
Minutes ago he had been awake from a chicken's sleep. The thick blanket still buried the entire body without exception. In addition to dysmenorrhea that attacks the cold, which tends to hypothermia often he experienced. Her herbal dressings were not carried away either. Like a dying person, he just wanted to enjoy the moments to death. But this second, he caught the sound of footsteps, and continued the menowel-nowel movement of his coated arms.
“Hey, wake. I prepared a healthy menu for you. Haven't you had dinner yet?”
Leona glared, setting the atmosphere of the face for the sake of looking violent. “Don't mind me. Don't talk to me. There go!”
Samar, Felix nodded. At first he was disturbed to see the deathly hue of his wife. But hearing the girl speak loudly, her confusion disappeared. He stood up straight. “Okay,” disconnect. Without lingering in one jurisdiction with his wife, he breezed away. Lost in empathy.
Still sitting on the bed, Leona gawked. So, just so? No persuading-persuading? The subjugation seizes a part of the fiery self. Examen sheets that have been arranged neatly turned out to be meaningless. He who tests, why does he feel tested?
Leona waited for a second, until an hour later the husband did not return. Leona wondered, how heavy is it to marry a man of hearts? Feeling outrageous, he got up, threw the blanket on the floor. His steps defeated the army. Firm and sadistic, that was the meaning of his gaze. The blue laser grabbed in all directions, scavenging for the position of her know-how husband lying on his back on the sofa with a stupor.
“Felix.”
Felix's head, which had been tilted watching a TV show, spontaneously turned to the girl standing by the feet.
“Felix.”
The one who felt called just threw a glance without making a sound. Leona was getting angry.
“I called you know, why didn't you answer?”
The man raised his back. “You forbid me to talk, am I wrong?”
Leona. Just remembered his order. “Now you can talk.”
“Okay.”
The leg beat echoed. The girl landed, sitting face to face. “You don't want to say anything else to me?” slough it. Testing luck. Sometimes Leona prays for Felix's head to hit, then amnesia. Just like in novels or dramas. As if that were the case, Leona would exert her power to manipulate.
“Hm?” Felix seemed to think. Dismantling the contents of the head, looking for a dictionary as thick as the book of Miss Marple Agatha who unfortunately did not meet. Instead of fretting about something supernatural, he used the last option the easiest. “Eat. Hungry makes you angry, so eat to calm down.”
Zonk up! Unconforming to the picture, Leona frowns, looking lazily at her husband who exposes the face of the mainstay, the poker face.
“Am I wrong again?” ask Felix.
The girl shrugged her shoulders, neither did she justify it. Like dejavu, Felix was left like the twilight. His wife's actions also spur memory fragments orbiting the head. Felix felt guilty then and there. As fast as lightning, he tracked down his wife's steps. It's not that Timothy said it, but it's appropriate that he shrink the ego. If contemplating again the duty of the husband is to guide and nurture, then now is the most appropriate time to implement.
“I'm sorry.”
Leona did not continue. He seemed to stagnate, along with his chaotic world. I don't know, at what minute, he took the distance between them. His eyes sparkled, but also hesitated, who knew he had misheard. “Huh? I didn’t quite hear what you said.”
For the first time, Felix broke through his wife's blue lens. He didn't blink. “I'm sorry. Sorry to accidentally hurt you this afternoon,” he said even half-heartedly. Apologizing is essentially the most right action, regardless of whether it is completely wrong or not.
The girl smelled her lips, pressed her so as not to smile. Though he was already excited not a bitch. “I'll give you an apology. But you have to fulfill one request.”
Characteristics of the ingrained Leona; self-sufficient. Felix was well aware, even since the girl had openly urged him to marry. In order to avoid dictatorship, also reject the existence of a sustainable world war and make dizzy, Felix took the path of peace alone. “Okay. What do you want?”
Leona immediately hit Felix's body without warning. The demon that was residing in his body suddenly all moved aside. His two hands then wrapped around his waist, then hugged him tightly. Felix. His dirty thoughts instantly floated on his head as soon as he felt a soft circle hit his body. Especially when the girl clasped his arm, tiptoed, then whispered the ear that was precisely stray at the nape of his neck. Without him noticing, the creature suddenly sticking out.
Timothy said, he is very sensitive.