Love Disease's

Chapter 6's

Throughout his twenty-nine years, Felix once out of control. At that time he was only a teenager who was not good at mastering control over him. The emotions that were chained to him were no longer as normal. The side of the monster was then born and grew gigantis to eat away at rationality. The implication is loss of self.

It happened a long time ago, and it is not worth remembering, nor is it repeated. Vaporizing anger may be a means of expressing feelings, but if it happens repeatedly without action, it will have a negative impact on yourself and others. Felix had undergone a change of character from the original version to opposition due to extreme emotional surges.

Like today, he experienced many things that almost reached the limit of tolerance. The trigger is a woman. He came to confront and cause a commotion. Acknowledging himself haters, instead of restaurant customers. Shamelessly also freed themselves from paying bills on the grounds of portions and unbalanced prices, to appoint Felix who only capitalized on good behavior minus.

Felix is quite tired of all the problems that relentlessly attack. If possible, he wants to rest for a while and fix the morat-marit scattered. But it was as if he was not given one chance to pause from the unrest that was present alternately. In a place that should be calm, he actually found a lump of green creatures slithering, welcoming at the door when he just came home.

His leg movement stopped. The nyalang gaze did not escape unsheathed, following the head that felt like it was going to be charred. No matter still wearing sneakers, Felix galloped across the living room, towards the thundered passage. He was standing in the middle of a wide open door. The voice of Matthew Bellamy who sang the song Time is Running Out met with a loud volume.

Felix had spread the view to the corner of the room without shifting his legs. As he thought there was no one there but himself, he was suddenly struck by something that was poking shoulders. Not yet speechless, he was again stunned as he watched a stranger who suddenly became a stranger stand folding both hands. His heart works haphazardly, but his luck doesn't hang.

"What are you doing? Why not come in?" The blue lens observed Felix who had been silent for quite a while, then realized something else as the view went down. "Why don't you take your shoes off? Dirty knows," her scowl pouted.

The initial purpose of wanting to meet the wife and tell about the reptile girl who escaped from the cage, precisely distracted by other objects that do not enter the estimate. His primitive soul was ignited and eyes wandered into the stranded parts of the defiant. He even blinked a few times for the sake of restoring the remnants of consciousness.

"Why see me like that? You're fascinated by me, aren't you? I'm amazing."

The girl broke into a smile, happy to be proud of herself. Felix throws the attention in the other direction, avoiding lingering eye contact. I don't know where the upset feeling went mixed with anger earlier. Now all that was left was her restless self. Seeing scantily dressed women may be frequent, on TV screens as well as one territory. But finding it directly in plain sight, Felix felt almost a seizure.

"I was flirting, without flirting, all the men were tempted by me. So are you like that too?"

The girl moved. Her snow-white skin was lit up with a black Victorian baby doll Victoria's Secret floral lace. For the sake of his own self-efficacy, he had to dare to take one step forward. Waiting for Felix to move on, it felt like a road in place, no change until the apocalypse.

"So I went to the salon, dyed my hair, so you'd love it if I turned sweet like cotton candy." Leona flicked her wavy mane that is now mimicry into a blend of blond and pink. "I also shop baby dolls and teddies a lot. Pleasing myself is primary, but pleasing you is heaven." He smiled a mouthful of candy. "Hm, I'm so sexy or I'm too sexy? I dare you to move," he whispered as soft as velvet.

For seconds, Felix was swept away in delusions. There were parts of his body that felt natural to react, but also not at an adequate time. After all, which normal, non-strung man was faced by this kind of exhibition. He is indeed apathetic, but he is still a creature berballus who will be drugged if hit by a charm bertubi. Felix immediately seized control, picking up sanity that almost dove at the very bottom of existence.

He's taking oxygen in deep. Stringing up almost random pieces of the puzzle. Then as the footage of the event paced on the head, the tendrils of fury that withered over bloomed again. The sparks of fire rolled, glowing in hazel eyes that looked more concentrated in soot. His breath made a sound, then his lips opened. "Your pet" he sizzled. The cold look turned menacing. Then with great emphasis he said, "Take. Your. Pet. Outs. Of. My. Condo's."

The firm curved eyebrows instantly rose together then shriveled. Efforts to show off self-love momentarily receded. Leona. "We've discussed that. Didn't you say it's okay to keep it?"

Felix grunting. What kind of discussion if only one party is willing. "Yes. But not here. You don't have permission to keep it here" he said in a flat tone but intimidation. "I've banned you, but you're not listening. Now ... I'll give you a chance, get it out yourself or do I do it?"

Leona's lips were pouting, clucking. “Why are you that cruel to me? I have the right to bring whatever is part of me,” refused to compromise. Yesterday she declared herself to be a devoted wife.

“I've warned you,” growled the tired-faced man was almost on a blackboard.

“I don't want to. He'll stay here. Without your permission.”

“Don't test my limit.”

“Don't force me.”

“TAKE YOUR PET OUT RIGHT NOW!”

But Leona soon realized, the rumbling was not thunder, but her husband who erupted steamy mountains to spurt hot lava. Not only he, Felix the suspect was flabbergasted to hear his own exposition that was quite loud and electrifying. His gaze was then faced with the deathly look of a zombie. Guilt immediately pinched. You know, Felix is just tired of the physical as well as the mind. He did not intend verbal or KDRT violence at all.

“You alright?”

Felix's apologies don't reach the tongue. Leona had gotten ahead with her silly question. Maybe Felix was too stupid to think his wife would be afraid to even cry dramatically. Supposedly, he remembered how cruel the girl had been all those years ago.

Leona seemed one step closer. Her fingers are bustling in color thanks to the Ikex, tracing the protruding jaw line, then creeping into the smooth cheeks without jagging. “I'm sorry for being rude. But I like to see you angry like that. Rarely know you have another expression. Your stoic face is sometimes annoying, although it does not reduce the value of good looks anyway. Get angry so often that you look like a real human being.”

The girl giggled to herself because Felix just glanced at her. For Leona, Felix's anger was a phenomenon. As long as you know the man from childhood to as old as now, the change in face is just that. Felix looks more like a half-robot cyborg than a lifeless creature. So witnessing for herself how the aura of wrath swelled, Leona was amazed and began to confirm that her husband still had essential human nature.

On the other hand Felix astonished himself. Why is there a woman who is very happy after being underwritten by her husband? What should Felix do to rebuke his wife, if neither soft speech nor violence is efficiency? Thinking too much, he did not realize the girl had left. Because he was quite tired all day, he then took his newly released shoes to be stored back. He planned to go to the bathroom, before being thwarted by the sound of a bell suddenly interrupting. Feeling awkward at night, he immediately walked to Intercom LCD.

“That's Dean.”

Just as he peeked at the figure behind the door, Leona was already standing behind him. Her retina caught the same girl's clothes.

“Why is he here?”

“My husband kicked my son out, so I asked Dean to take care of him temporarily,” replied the girl was haughty nan jutek. He almost reached for the door to open, but Felix hurriedly prevented it.

“Why the hell? Poor Dean stood long outside,” his protest. “Atau .. do you regret kicking Lele from here?” ketusnya irritated. Leona is not finished with her sense of regret for her husband who insists on deporting his beloved pet.

The man shook his head. His sight scanned the wife. “Change your clothes.”

“There's something wrong with my clothes?” Pretending not to understand, Leona grinned, thin, almost undetectable.

Jakun the man went up and down, before finally clearing his throat. “You should change your clothes. Don't show off and shame yourself,” he explained without emotion.

Liberoses. It is a psychological term that Leona describes for Felix. Hiding in the shade of indifference, but in reality cares so much that it repeats the same command twice. Leona clucking. Condemn the challenges that must be faced for the sake of men who are full of theory.

“Don't you wanna me, my body, my kiss?”

Felix turned and got out of the way. At a radius of two meters, the man shouted, “Don't you dare open the door before you cover your body! ”

The faithful girl watched her husband's back laughing.

“How adorable he is?”