Mr. Psycho's Love Obsession

Mr. Psycho's Love Obsession
23. God's wish



After a messy breakfast due to the arrival of the two bully women, God prefers to go somewhere. Even after holding Diandra's hand by calling him dear, the Gods did not speak any more after that.


Diandra is like just an item that the God brought from the dining table to his room. After putting it there, the God left it alone in the room.


Diandra, who still had so many questions in his mind, could only hold it without daring to ask.


After this day Diandra did not see the God, Diandra chose to sit on the balcony of his room. Enjoy the afternoon breeze from the beach that can get into his room.


"Drink" Diandra did not hear the God enter. Suddenly the handsome man had already thrust a glass of pregnant milk at her. Like baisa, her favorite strawberry flavor.


Diandra looked at the God who was sitting next to her.


"Where are you from?? I'm looking into your study where there's nothing" Diandra started sipping her pregnant milk.


"There is business outside" answered the God, he also brought a cup of coffee whose steam is still steaming with the smell of fragrance scorching everywhere.


"Where??" Diandra of the uncaring now began to ask a lot of questions.


"Just a matter of work" The god was still staring straight ahead at the rising sea water as it was already late in the afternoon.


"And you don't need to know Dee" continued the God in the heart.


Diandra only strengthened even though he was not satisfied with the God's answer.


"God?? I can't....."


"Can you call me rich?? While at the dining table" Now God turned his face to the side to look at the beautiful face of Diandra.


"A-were rich??" Diandra seemed to be recalling what she said at the dinner table.


"Mas, what??" Said Diandra after getting the answer.


"Yes, I like it" Kekeh God.


"All right, that's easy. Because you are older than me too. So it won't be too hard for me" Diandra shrugged her shoulders.


"Yes, consider me your brother" The god again rattled Diandra's hair.


The two of them laughed together after several days of tension because the God who silenced Diandra because of Bryan's phone at that time.


"Emmm Mas?? May I not know why you hid this marriage?? Is it because you're not sure if your love is so much better to hide it??" Ask Diandra seriously.


The god smiled obliquely, then placed his coffee onto the table in front of him.


"Sorry Dee, for now I can't tell you the reason behind it. But obviously, I've always been convinced of my feelings. Even I want to throw the grandest party in the country just for you. But it's a pity that it's not possible"


The explanation of the God has not been transparent according to Diandra. He did not know what the gods were hiding behind him.


"Is it so big that you really don't want me to know??" Ask Dindra.


"Very, it's a big deal because it's about something precious in my life" replied the God with an eye fixed on the Diandra's two beads.


"What's that??" Diandra kept on urging the gods.


Diandra was still unable to interpret the smile, added again with the gaze of the God's eyes that were difficult to read. Sometimes flat, sometimes sharp, even suddenly look sad.


He was confused as to what it all should be. The often fickle figure in front of him made him confused. The initial time of marriage is so cruel, then turned good and gentle, but sometimes the cold nature also often appears let alone often suddenly silent and mysterious disappear. Diandra is like seeing a God as a man with many personalities.


"Alright then I won't ask you again if your answer is like that" Diandra said.


"Then why do you as a celebrity not wear a manager or go into artist management??" Ask Dewa, because according to Niko's report, Diandra did everything on her own without the help of an assistant or manager.


"First I don't like being set. The second I entered the world was only because of my hobby. Not just for money. So I'm free to set my own schedule, free to choose which job I want to take or not"


"And the third, I don't want to give a gap for others to ruin my life" Diandra explained very smoothly.


"I don't want anyone else ruining my life right now. So stay like this, just follow what I say for a while. And don't ever get out of here without my knowledge"


Diandra did not expect that the answer would turn to himself. The god seemed to be deliberately luring him with that question.


"Don't talk about that anymore. Now I just want to know how my son is in there" God said looking at Diandra's distended stomach.


"Are we able to see her gender now??" Ask Gods.


"Do you want a girl or a boy??" Ask Diandra.


"I want a daughter" answered the God confidently.


"Why girls?? Isn't it that men can be like you?? Become your successor" Heran Diandra.


"Because" the God looked fixedly at Diandra's face. Tuck the wind-affected child's hair behind Diandra's ears.


"I want a little baby that looks a lot like you. If you can't have me, then can I hope to have a little Diandra instead??" Speak God with his inner gaze.


Like in a very large stone hit, the speech of the God was able to hit the heart of Diandra. He also could not turn to look into those sad eyes.


"But later if born a man also does not papa. What matters is that you and her are all healthy. It was just my wish. Whatever God gives me, I am so grateful that he was born from your womb" Diandra threw away her face because she could not stand the words of God.


Diandra chose to stand to the end of the balcony. She wiped away her tears that had come out without the knowledge of the God.


He had not expected to just hear such God-like hope that he could cry. Though Diandra used to hate the man so much, even the innocent fetus was also the target of Diandra's anger.


And Diandra remembered if he had ever intended to abort the baby. He realized how evil he was no better than God. That cruel man alone could change just for the sake of his son's safety, willing to release the Diandra that God painstakingly obtained in order to exchange it for the seed that had just grown.


For the first time Diandra touched her stomach with regret. Rubbing it gently after four months Diandra never touched her stomach on purpose.


"Hey did you hear your father's wish?? Are you really the woman in there??" Inner Diandra by wiping back her tears.


"So when are we going to see the Doctor again, we can see him with USG. From yesterday it was just an ordinary check" asked Diandra after trying to adjust her voice so as not to be heard holding back her cries.


"really?? Then I'll make an appointment with the doctor soon. I can't wait to see it in there" Diandra knew that God was very happy even though Diandra was still on her back. It sounded from his enthusiastic voice different from earlier when saying his wish.


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