Mr Dark Wife. JEF
Almost Crazy

Clamps..

Jef turned the door knob of the room where Kimmy slept. He entered that room. Walk closer to the bed after closing the door again. He sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes staring at the face of the sleeping girl.

Jef's hand slowly moved, diverting the hair-stirling child that covered Kimmy's face. He stroked the girl's hair with a gentle and loving touch.

Jef still didn't expect, if things ended like this. Although he had to swallow the disappointment of the household he had built for 7 years with Belle, he had to be grateful because God replaced him with a better one.

Not meant to remember, but wading through the household for seven years was not a short time. And it ended tragically. This makes Jef conclude something, if loyalty is not always reciprocated with loyalty. The proof, his great loyalty has been paid for by such a heinous betrayal. How shiny.

Mirabelle Louislyn was her first love. Only Belle can melt her heart. But Kimmy's presence is like finding an oasis in the middle of a desert. He was brought back to life and found a new life. Belle is his first love, but Kimmy is going to be his last love.

Jef kissed Kimmy's forehead softly, long enough. Then turning on the blanket-covered stomach, he gave a touch and ended with a fleeting kiss.

Jef got up from there, exited the room and sat down on a chair not far from the door of his room. He took a cigarette out of his shirt pocket, then rounded it.

Jef absorbed the cigarette, leaned his head against the back of the chair and exhaled smoke into the air. Enjoy every cigarette. His mind is a little calmer. But momentarily.

Remembering the incident earlier, made Jef feel angry again. He felt like a meaningless husband. Husband trampled by the young man. He put out his cigarette. Throw it into an ashtray not far from his hands.

The young man could not be allowed to live freely. At least the man must accept the consequences for his actions.

Jef reached into the phone in his pants pocket, looking for someone's number in the phone contact. After meeting, he dialed the number.

"Hello. I need your help" Jef said, opening the conversation as soon as the phone line was connected.

Then he said what was the purpose of calling the person.

***

While at Belle's residence.

The woman looked frustrated. He locked himself in the room. Sometimes he screams regret for his actions. Not infrequently he mentioned the name of Kimmy as the main destroyer of his household.

"Damn, shit, shit, shit, siaaaaalllll...!" frustrated screams.

The pillow that became the victim of his rampage. Not only in the throw, the pillow is also in the traces until the collapse of the bus. Likewise with bolsters, his fate is not far inferior to pillows. Only the mattress and blanket survived Belle's rampage.

The make up is messy, the standing mirror glass has been broken in the throw perfume bottle. The room was like a broken ship. Messy, just like his mood.

Suddenly Belle stopped raging. He remembered the thing Lim showed him before the young man left. His hands reflexively held his flat stomach. His eyes were round, his face stiffened.

"No..! I can't get pregnant..! I can only get pregnant with Jef's child. Only Jef's son can stay in my womb" she said.

"I want to get pregnant. I want to conceive Jef's child. Jef can only have children with me. Not with another woman" he said again.

Belle ruffled her hair in frustration. He looks like a crazy man. He suddenly cried with regret, then with a flash turned eager to get rid of Kimmy. The girl can't conceive Jef's child. Only she can carry the boy.

"Jef Abellard belongs to Mirabelle Louislyn. And I'm the only one Jef can have" said the woman.

Seriate...