I KIDNAPPED A HANDSOME CEO

Symptoms of Stockholm Syndrome

In a bathtub, Dira kept daydreaming with a blank look.

It's been 2 hours, he's still soaking in a tub filled with foam foam that mounts.

Her hair was wet, her skin was starting to wrinkle white and her lips kept on being red.

He kept thinking, why did that night happen. Why could he do such an incredible thing.

He was angry, so much to hate himself. He felt his body dirty and worthless no more.

He could only argue with himself.

"Now that you're really crazy, you're the crazy woman that's ever been on this earth."

"You should have gone to a mental hospital."

"No, you're not supposed to be in the courtroom and dealing with a divorce."

Dira closed his eyes tightly, he floated all his magic into the subconscious.

He continued to imagine, how Hary could easily have an affair with Laras. She could no longer deny, her domestic life had been shattered.

But he felt a very strange thing, why his heart could not feel the overwhelming anger over the affair Hary and Laras.

Dira can only blame himself, all this is his fault. If she hadn't been kidnapped that night, she was pretty sure Hary would always be hers.

Hary is wrong.

That night he was supposed to wait for Hary to pick him up.

Supposedly that night, he didn't order a taxi online and got into a red car.

Dira is experiencing great delusions and trauma due to this kidnapping drama, his heart suddenly becomes more sensitive.

Dira then holds both his heads, shredding his hair until it falls out.

"You are a lowly woman, you wish your husband was faithful to death while here I make out with others. Wicked you are Nadira!" snip it with annoyance.

He then patted the water hard, so that the water and foam in the tub began to spill to the side and floor.

With a weak body, Dira then leaned her body to the end of the tub, slowly starting to sink her body into the water.

Blub.blub.

Dira held his breath, closed his eyes and calmed his chaotic mind.

When Dira's body was forcefully lifted, she was taken out in the water.

"You're going to kill yourself!" snapped Erick with a worried face

His breath was choked by the water and his eyes were a little sore. Dira sees Erick in front of him.

"Erick" he said slowly.

****

On the sofa, Dira was sitting hunched over while enveloping herself with her hands.

His mind floated back, looking at this sofa he kept on remembering his cataclysmic kiss.

Erick came with a blanket and warm coffee. He then extended the blanket to Dira's body to feel warmer.

Erick immediately offered the warm coffee. Dira took coffee and drank it immediately.

"You okay? ask Erick.

Dira could only smile, he just kept his eyes down.

"I'm fucked up" Dira replied.

"But I see, ko you rich are rejoicing," asked Dira back with annoyance.

Erick then smiled widely, he laughed embarrassedly and his cheeks began to blush.

He leaned his body and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I could not close my eyes all night, this body still feels very hot and until now this heart is almost dislodged" he explained dramatically.

Dira immediately pouted, he couldn't blame Erick either. All the events of that night were none other than the act and the ridiculous mission.

"It's so nice of you! look now your face is even more red," cried Dira added irritated.

Erick was surprised to make it, he then stood up and looked for a mirror. He wanted to see this precious face.

"This handsome face, what the greatest masterpiece of art of the century" Erick said proudly.

Erick again sat on the sofa, then he suddenly held Dira's hands.

Very reflexive, Dira let go of Erick's hand and directly hit his head with a pillow.

Buk Buk!

"Based on the perverted brain, the land crocodile, the venereal villain," hardened Dira with his regret.

"I said you don't misunderstand me, I was drunk, all under the control of alcohol" said Dira, looking for an excuse.

"alcoholic? mmmmm but I instead smell fried rice, vegetable capcay and jamu kencur hahahaha," ledek Erick who did not want to lose lied.

Dira then got up, he then threw Erick back with the magazine.

Puk Puk Puk!

"That night I was lost my mind, I didn't realize, I was even under a very strong inner pressure, so it wasn't legal because you cheated!" reply Dira again who can't stop here.

"I cheated? hahahahaha, hey I can even still be fair. Remember that time I was still asking if this would continue? and what try your answer, you say YES! CONTINUE ON!" erick shouted increasingly excited.

Oh My God!

Dira really died a flea this time, he was very embarrassed by it. He even subconsciously and asked to continue the hot scene.

He was the originator of round three.

"Do I have to celebrate this happy day? should I buy a lot of shares? or should I buy a private jet?" erick said with a crazy idea.

"What did you say?"

Erick then prepared to leave, he then waved at Dira affectionately.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to go to the Bogor palace to see the President" Erick said.

"Well!" shouted Dira with a strange look.

"I have to discuss with him, I want to put forward our kiss date as a national holiday hehe" Erick said with a smile.

"Rick, Eric! don't make it because of you again!" shouted Dira with frustration.

****

Still haven't moved position, Dira is slipping on the sofa.

He fell asleep while holding a beer bottle and drinking it directly.

"Why is my life always so unlucky and complicated" he said in his heart.

He then grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. He just wanted the TV on, he didn't want to watch it at all.

A BBC foreign channel, was discussing in a news show.

In the TV show, there is a criminal case that is being presented with news and speakers discussed seriously.

They are talking about a kidnapping case in California that is being crowded into the limelight.

The news man then asked a criminal psychologist about the case.

"Why are clean victims strong enough not to charge suspects and not to testify in front of the police?" ask the news anchor straightforwardly.

Dira's ears heard the question, then she sat down and stared at the TV screen.

"What's? that's stupid people! If only my case had been solved by the police, I'd have Erick brutally executed. The kidnapper should have been sitting in the electric chair" Dira commented furiously.

Very curious, Dira then listened more seriously. He wanted to know why there was such a strange case.

"In the case of kidnapping, there is indeed a strange phenomenon between the kidnapper and the victim. Because of the psychological impact of victims who continue to be under pressure, threats and intimidation make them able to tolerate the attitude of the perpetrator and instead it triggers sympathy for the victim or vice versa."

Dira was surprised to hear the explanation. His mouth was open.

"The phenomenon is called Stockholm Syndrome" replied the criminologist.

"Apaaa? What syndrome? Sto-" said Dira brickly.

"Could it be possible to love and even fall in love between them?" ask the news anchor.

The expert nodded.

"Failure, Stockholm Syndrome can make them do things that are romantic and put each other in love."

Dira stood up so surprised, he really still could not accept all the words of the criminologist.

His mouth was gaping, his eyes were bulging and his breathing suddenly arrived extremely heavy.

"Can't be! No, that's impossible" cried Dira with her disheveled face.