Come Move On Sumiku!

7. You're So Sucks....!

Asher put down his cutlery, he looked into Tea's eyes fixedly. "You seriously asked about that? I am Asher Vinchete Anumertha, what I want I have to get no matter what. And about Eve? It's easy, I'll just take it. If it still can't, I'll just remove the man she loves from her presence."

Tea was silent for a while, trying to digest the nonsensical words she had just heard.

I drew my words saying his ex is crazy, it turns out that the man in front of me is a lot crazier.

"Hey Ash, do you know the difference between obsession and love?"

"Oh, isn't that the same? Equally desire want to have?"

Please anyone introduce Tea to a reliable philosophical man, so he can explain the two very different things to this psychopathic man.

"Now I know why he broke up with you. I feel sorry for her getting married to you."

And prang!!!

Asher threw his plate right after Tea finished his words.

Tea glanced at Asher strangely, not because Tea was afraid, just that he was sure Asher was crazy.

"Shut your mouth, I won't forgive you until you're involved in Grandpa's plan to prevent me from getting Eve." Asher stood up, he left the dining table just like that. From the look on his face, Tea knew Asher was very upset.

Asher paused, he glanced at Tea with the tail of his eyes.

"Don't try to interfere. Shut up if you still want to breathe."

"Let's stop being sane! And stay crazy! The spirit! Stay alive Asher even if you go crazy! Let's just keep fooling ourselves, 'cause it's cool!" Tea clenched her hands, encouraging Asher with a very friendly smile. But, since when does fooling yourself become a cool act?

Asher's face, which was initially tight and seemed to want to always be angry, suddenly smiled thin, very thin.

She smiling? That's a humiliating smile, isn't it? What a brazen fool this handsome man! He thinks because he's handsome he can insult people like that?

And amazingly great, Tea was able to realize that paper-thin smile? An incredible level of sensitivity.

"I think in this house there's only one madman, but one more." Asher continued his path.

"Fix, you're crazy! Any sane person who admits to being crazy! As someone just said."

"It's like you forgot, too, that there's no crazy person who says he's crazy."

So who's crazy, really? Tea pinched her forehead, she stared at Asher's back which slowly disappeared from sight.

"That crazy guy, so horrified. How could Eve be his girlfriend? What a pity you, son, are stuck with such a lunatic."

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Since that dinner, Tea no longer saw Asher's face, even today, in the middle of the night Asher has not returned to the camp.

Tea closed the magazine he had just finished reading. Somehow, he suddenly thought strangely.

"If indeed Asher was really obsessed with his ex? Why aren't there any pictures of his ex here? Isn't it that psychopaths usually stick photos of their target women along the wall?" Tea circulated her gaze, sharpening the gaze to every corner.

"There really is no photo of the woman. And there's no photos of Asher and him, shouldn't they be beautifully displayed on this nightstand?" Tea got off her mattress, she opened some drawers that could be opened.

Tea back up on the bed. He pulled the blanket and turned off the light. It hasn't been five minutes since Tea closed her eyes, suddenly the door opened and Asher came in.

Asher was also directly seated next to Tea.

"I know you haven't slept."

Give the old tea cloth wipe the table, he'd love to stuff this fucking mouth. Does Asher not know? The tea was very hard to sleep, and he had just barely slept, but this annoying yet beautiful sound of hearing greeted Tea's ears.

...Why is the sound of a handsome man different?! It's too beautiful to hear!...

"What if I haven't slept? You can't tell me to make a child, right? I want to have children, but not now. I have to keep my sanity stable right now."

Asher took the pillow and pressed it on the face of Tea slowly. "Is there just dirty stuff in your little brain? Realize, you're flat, don't over-expect in that."

Tea pushed the pillow away, she sat back down to sharpen her eyes at Asher.

"What the hell?! I want to sleep know! Don't bother me,"

"You think I'd talk to you?"

"Aren't you the one who talked first?"

"When?! I'm just saying I know you haven't slept. Does that mean talking?"

"Have and die there! Don't say anything to me!" Tea pulled a pillow, she immediately grabbed her headset, turned on the music and hoped the man next to her would not bother her.

Tea doesn't understand and doesn't care about the way this damn guy thinks. Tea becomes convinced that Asher is a bitch except for his face.

...***...

The second morning of Tea after being the wife of the person, and she was still stuck in the same embrace. For almost fifteen minutes Tea just looked at that handsome face and touched those cool muscles.

To be honest, Tea is still very sleepy at the moment.

"Thanks to someone I lost my precious sleeping hours. But since you're handsome, I'm sorry. Remember Ash, I'm a nice guy who doesn't like to beat around the bush, so I'm sorry. Thank you dong for having a wife like me, I am the only one in the world, there would be no one like me even if searched the whole world. Hence, you should be thankful I don't whine for divorce and want to hang on with a crazy guy like you."

"Sadly, I'm gonna force you to get divorced." Asher suddenly opened his eyes. He pushed Tea away.

"Ah hurts! Fuck up!"

"Do you want her to have sex with me so much? Until it forced its way into my arms? What a pity for a woman like you, to beg for such a thing."

Tea rolled her eyes puffed.

What the fuck is this guy?! Because of him, I'm stuck here! Yes, I enjoyed it a little, but I never expected it to know!

"Much unclean! The one you held me tight knows! Who do you think you are? Hey Mr Asher Vinchete Anumertha! I Galatea Floyena never begs for such a thing! Catch that!"

"Don't make it up, I'm still too sane to sleep hugging you. What can be enjoyed from a bi-bodied person"

Tea throws his pillow right on Asher's face before he finishes his regretful words.