Mr. Psycho's Love Obsession

13. Suddenly near

Diandra walked through the mansion, looking into every room he had never entered before. He felt sad because he was still in the room. So he decided to look around the house in its entirety.

The house is made open on the side, making the wind from the beach can directly blow into the house. Making the white curtains that adorn the house fly in the wind.

Diandra closed his eyes enjoying the cool breeze he never felt when he was in a big city.

Then Diandra's attention was diverted to the figure of the man sitting behind her in the distance.

From his posture alone Diandra knew if it was a God. Because of his curiosity Diandra walked up to the Gods.

"So all the paintings in your study are your own??" Diandra surprised the God who was pouring his imagination on a canvas.

The god was surprised to cause a meaningless streak in his painting.

"Sorry to surprise you" Diandra looked through all the paintings of the God lined up.

"No papa can be fixed"

"Your paintings are good" Praise Diandra honestly.

"Thank you, you're the fourth person to praise after my parents and Niko. Because no one knows about this"

"Niko??" Diandra frowned.

"He's my assistant" Jawan Dewa who understood Diandra's confused face.

"Ohh. Why not become a painter?? Why did you choose to be your Papa's successor?"

"For the time being, my Papa is your Papa-in-law Dee. So call properly" Tegur Dewa who was a little disappointed because Diandra still did not want to think of him as a husband.

"Yes sorry" Cicit Diandra.

"I chose to replace Papa because I had to. Because I'm my only child and I love both my parents. Let Papa spend time with Mama, and I'll take care of everything"

"It turns out he's a filial son. But why is he so cruel??" Inner Diandra.

The god then switched on his canvas again. Continue what he painted.

"Did they know about our marriage??"

"For now not" replied the God did not turn to look at Diandra.

"Why??" Ask Diandra who returned beside the God. Watching the man smear his brush.

"Because later Mama will definitely chop me up if I know I threatened your father to get you" God's reply made Diandra giggle.

"Why laugh?? You mocking me??" The lyrics of the Gods sharply.

"No, I just didn't expect. It turns out that cruel men like you are afraid of Mama as well" Diandra held her stomach which began to stiffen from laughing.

"I'm just afraid of not going to heaven if I'm not filial" Chirped God as if.

"It's just that you're not going to heaven because you've hurt me" Suddenly God stopped his hand. She looked a little sad and Diandra only cursed herself because she felt wrong.

"Yes sorry about that, I'm sorry"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to mention that" Sesal Diandra said.

"No papa, you're right. I hurt you too deeply. I'm sorry about that" Now God is staring at that pretty face that's always been the object of his painting.

"Forget over!! You want to teach me how to paint??" Diandra pulled the bench a bit away from him to the side of the Gods.

"Happyly" the God smiled happily, because that way he could get closer to Diandra.

God began to teach Diandra how to start making a painting, determine the object, choose the appropriate color and much more that God explained to beginners like Diandra.

"This is how" God held Diandra's hand to show her how to apply the paint on the canvas.

"Why with me?? Am I still afraid she'll touch me again??" Inner Diandra.

"I'm sorry, accidentally Dee" God immediately released his hand so realized.

"It's okay" replied Diandra with a nod of her head.

God let Diandra imagine himself on his canvas. The gods are focused on their own.

Diandra, who was amused to see his own paintings, looked strange and messy. Then he compared it to that of the God next to his.

Clearly different far, it looks like God is very skilled in that field. The painting is even very detailed. And after the painting was half-finished, only Diandra realized that what the God painted was his face. Again he is painted by the gods. Though he had seen dozens of paintings in the work room of the God was also mostly himself.

"Are you really so obsessed with me that my face alone you memorized such details??" Diandra asked the God but only in her heart.

Diandra watched the face of the God from the side. The face looks more handsome if it is focused like that. The nose is clearly visible when viewed from the side as it is today.

Then came the idea of Diandra. He took the blue paint with his index finger, then rubbed it on the tip of the nose of the sharp God.

"Dee, what are you doing??" The gods glanced at Diandra sharply.

"No, I just cleared your nose. There was dirt stuck there" Elak Diandra held back his laughter.

"Don't lie Dee, I smell paint here. You're not cleaning but smearing, are you??"

"No one said" Diandra got up from her seat, she tried to dodge the God who seemed to be getting annoyed at her.

"Where are you going??" God held Diandra's hand.

"You're the one who started ya Dee" The god replied to dabbing Diandra's face with colorful paint. Not just one finger like Diandra did but five fingers of God at once filled Diandra's face.

"Feel you Dee, vengeance is always crueler" Ejek Dewa.

"Well.ha.ha.. Forgive God for letting go!!" Diandra regretted that he had betrayed God, now his face was full of color because of God's vengeance.

The two of them laughed out loud, alternately rubbing their faces with the colorful paint.

Anyone if they saw them at this moment would definitely not know what they had experienced before. Diandra who how many days ago hated God, now actually laughed together. It was as if there was never any hatred inside.he said to the man.

"Oh, the paint went into my eyes" Diandra closed her sore eyes.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" God took a tissue not far from him. Cleansing Diandra's face in her eyes.

"Still sore" Diandra flicked her hand in front of her eyes.

The god held the hand and opened the closed Diandra's eyes. Then blow it slowly, hoping to ease the pain.

The god continued to blow until one Diandra's eyes were not exposed to the open paint. Within this close distance Diandra could see that handsome face was so charming. Until it feels unable to breathe properly.

The god who continued to blow his eyes made Diandra able to smell the fragrant mint from the breath of God. Diandra felt he had to stop the atmosphere that made him unable to think properly.

"It's God, I clean it inside just yeah" Diandra then left just like leaving God.

"What's wrong with me?? Why do I seem to forget that he was once so cruel to me. Though just a few days ago" muttered Diandra as she continued walking towards her room.

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Meanwhile, a woman of one-time stature with her long wavy hair looked so happy because she got what alley she wanted from her man.

"Yes!! I finally found your hiding place, brother. It's nothing to lose that I paid a very expensive man to follow you. Let's see what you're hiding in that house"

The woman seemed to smile cunningly, while continuing to look at the photo of herself with a man who looks so close to her.

Seriate..