My ex-Ipar Candidate
Psychopaths Dual Personality.
Radha roared inwardly, asking Jelita to snap Gian's steps. Death, fear and various kinds of bad thoughts began to dominate Radha along with Gian's steps who now minted the stairs.
"Shut up, you, or I throw this little body of yours."
Gian held back his steps, glancing sharply at his now trembling wife in his arms. From that moment Radha could not stay still even though her lips were locked, her body like a hot worm asking to be released.
Radha swallowed her saliva bitterly, how could her life that was still at this young age have to live this kind of crazy thing. Radha clung to the man's shoulder, afraid that Gian would really be serious about his remarks.
Opening the room door a little rough, Gian stepped into the room that since a few years ago only he occupied occasionally in a week. It was also at the request of Jelita who did not want to be away from her son.
BRUGH
"Awww, Mama."
Even though Gian dropped Radha's body on the bed, he was still shocked. His legs felt sore because Gian was quite rough to treat him, his backpack just fell on the floor. There was no intention of Gian putting it in a better place.
"Sssshhh," Radha groaned, biting her lower lip, she had a little trouble looking down when she tried to take off her shoes.
The husband who now opens the shirt, looks at Radha's movements that look so difficult. Even the buttons of his shirt are still partially open, Gian approached Radha.
The man knelt down and looked at the wife's knee, clearly it was painful. Now he changed to open Radha's shoelaces, even the size of his legs was so small, Gian thought as he pulled the corner of his lips.
Radha stared fixedly at the top of the head which is now in front of him, his burly hands and chest field Gian which looks partly make him wrong behavior. A little amused and amazed at the same time.
So smooth Gian opened Radha's shoes and socks one by one, without a word. Get up and put Radha's shoes where they're available.
Anyone who sees, can clearly conclude that Gian is a perfect man and neat in every way. Even Radha felt her husband's room was neater than her room.
"Until when are you gonna look at me, Zura?" gian's question made Radha spontaneously shift her gaze. Shit, he got caught red-handed.
"You're interested in this crazy guy, hem? added Gian now staring at the wife who refused to look at him again.
Again he remembered Radha calling him that, obviously it made Radha depressed. With bare-chested and just plain nosy soul shorts Gian just appeared.
He deliberately approached, and pulled the corner of his lips into a crescent moon. Staring at Radha who now plays her fingers to minimize her nervousness makes Gian feel like a child predator.
"Zura" called Gian now standing right in front of Radha with his shoulders leaning against the wall of the room.
"W-what, Brother?"
"What did you tell Mama before I came?"
"Nothing, Brother. Mama just asked me about my wounds," Elak Radha was afraid that Gian would get her cornered.
Gian approached, examined the nervous face and now grabbed Radha's forehead with his index finger. Netra the two combined, the beautiful face that sometimes makes Gian amazed.
"You hear, not just because Mama gave you a special place you can act at will, okay?"
Pressing every word and releasing Radha's chin slowly, is very similar to the main character in the psychopathic series that Radha has always liked.
"Ehm," replied Radha briefly.
To be honest, Radha is not a weak woman. Obviously he was reluctant to bow out in front of Gian. Although at this time he is still not able to do much, there is a time when Gian submits, he thought.
"Woah, great is your guts, Zura."
He pulled the corner of his lips, his wife was seen trying hard when he tried to oppress him. For some reason he likes to look at Radha who looks depressed, not some kind of revenge, just that Gian feels he is finding a new toy.
The presence of Radha, makes his life more complicated. His lost love story when the love is fertile and fertile not to mention some relationships failed because various things make Gian increasingly furious. His plays have been too much, he is too content to feel as a game of destiny.
"Rest while I'm good, for a while please sleep in this room."
Radha wondered what Gian meant, why he said so. Didn't Jelita realistically say this room was her room too, Radha thought.
Gurgling began to sound, Radha was reluctant to get another crazy thing. Choosing to take a nap was the best way, but he was also really tired today. Being the victim of an accident caused by her own husband is the most ridiculous thing that Radha experienced.
"Basic psychopath, may the bathroom door suddenly break. Aamiyin!!" said Radha with eyes closed, drowsiness began to attack but his frustration was not over.
While in the bathroom, Gian was cleaning his body. Truly he felt unusually hot, since the morning after beating Haidar he was quite angry. Not to mention the events of broad daylight that hampered his journey further made his brain seem to boil.
"Ck, am I overdoing it?"
Gian asked himself for a moment, the water droplets so peacefully soaked were unable to answer with certainty his ridiculous question.
"Ah whatever, why should I care."
Gian again enjoyed the cold water that was so soothing to his body, not wanting to think too much that made him go crazy in a short time.
Tbc