Madness
Chapter 4's

It's just a work of fiction. Names, characters, stories/events are mere fictional elements, created by "me" as the author of the story.

The warning! This story is made only as a means of entertainment, not to be practiced or imitated by some elements in it.

Noted: For many reasons I changed the entire story from one published earlier. Thank ye.

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🌸 EVIL SON's

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"Jin, have you seen Jimin?"

Kim Nana approached her husband who was busy struggling with kitchen utensils.

Kim Seokjin, 32, insisted on cooking for their dinner. Not to forget also the man forbade his wife to enter the kitchen area that he had claimed as his own when he was cooking. Seokjin doesn't like to be disturbed.

However, Kim Nana seems to be indifferent to Seokjin's ban. It is evident by the presence of the woman here now. The one who was staring at Seokjin sharply because it never got a reply.

"Jin." Nana called out, starting to get annoyed at her husband. "You see no?" He repeated with annoyed intonation.

Putting down the meat knife he had used, Kim Seokjin turned her body to look at the annoyed face of the wife who he thought was adorable. Seokjin looked so calm, unperturbed by the stern gaze of the woman.

Carving a smile, Kim Seokjin said, "Indeed she hasn't returned to her room yet?"

Nana shook her head. The upset voice now turned anxious. Nana had been looking for Jimin to the place where the boy usually was, but nil, he never found his son. Jimin was a kid, that kid never played too far.

"You sure you didn't see it?" Kim Nana made sure once again. A tired and desperate Guat was etched clearly on his face, making Seokjin feel unbearable.

A sense of regret suddenly slipped in, but was soon pushed aside because Seokjin could not help anything. Kim Jimin is their son, but Seokjin is never close. Even keep a distance, from his son. He and his son, who is now 6 years old, instead of being familiar even hostile to each other.

Nana was even made dizzy by the two people she loved so much. Everywhere, every time they faced each other, the two were always in a fight. The reason is trivial. Tending to be unreasonable. Seokjin who always attached to him like a stamp will make little Jimin angry to cry. Then when Nana will calm down by grabbing Jimin into the sling, Seokjin actually forbid it. The man gets angry, which ends up being ignored by Nana.

Jimin is the priority. And Seokjin should understand.

"I saw that he went to the back with his toy." Seokjin replied a moment later, the man seemed to have just recalled something, "Maybe on top of a tree." Seokjin is indifferent. No matter what his son does, he doesn't care.

In contrast to Nana who immediately rushed over as soon as she knew where her son was going. The 23-year-old woman left with an anxious look. Seokjin who saw that did not comment anything, for him it was common. Nana always goes overboard with what Jimin does. Though as much as the Devil Child was, Seokjin did not care.

Seokjin she for a moment, then resumed her cooking activities. Nana used to scream like that. Seokjin guessed, maybe his beautiful wife had found the child with the carcass of a dog or cat that was somehow obtained from where he was cut into pieces by a knife that became his toy.

Ordinary thing.

Seokjin was wrong.

Behind the house, squatting under a large tree whose trunk low Kim Nana was located. Crying hysterically to find his only son lying face down in front of him. The tip of the sharp blade he used to carry everywhere, pierced through his tiny body.

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The little family is sad.

Kim Nana can't let go of her son. Even up to a year later, the woman always looked sad and lonely. Nana still cannot accept the harsh reality, the laughter, smiles, and adorable voice of Jimin she always misses. And Jimin's tiny, blood-soaked body image has always been his worst nightmare.

Nana loves Jimin.

His sweet-faced son, yet often plays with sharp objects, is too precious for Nana to forget and Nana feels she will never be able to forget Jimin until anytime. The little angel was among them.

A tiny male baby with the same pair of small round eyes, the same look and the same cry, managed to melt away Nana's pain. Kim Yoongi, the little baby's name. Her presence makes Nana happy. And Nana Rasa, Yoon is the reincarnation of her first son. Because of the resemblance that exists to him.

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Six years later

"Stop what you're doing, son of a bitch!" Kim Seokjin stared hard. His big hand pressed on Yoongi's frail shoulder strongly, wanting to crush.

"You think I don't know what you're doing, huh?! Stop now before I lose my patience." Seokjin threatened, her gaze sharpened which was answered with cynical delicacy by Kim Yoongi.

"What do you know, old fucking jackass?" The small eyeball was highlighting no less sharply. Seokjin put her hand away and retreated backwards.

Kim Yoongi smiled cynically, playing with a knife with his tiny fingers he said, "And what do you do if I don't want to do what you ask. Get rid of me like I used to?"

Yoongi laughing. While Seokjin rounded his eyes of disbelief.

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