Oh My Love's

The Tristan Problem

In good health, Sasha forbade me from going to school. In fact, obviously I feel bored and do not know what to do.

I tried yoga. Get rid of the sofa to the edge, then roll out the carpet and set the television channel about sports. After that, play mobile phones and find out on the internet about what to do in pregnancy. Sometimes I cook interesting food, but I don't eat it and it's just served at the table. Sasha can spend it, because after school will definitely feel hungry. I wanted to get out of the apartment, but Sasha would have scolded me if I knew about it.

He came home from school, again his cheeks were covered with bruises. Moreover, his uniform was messy and did not feature an exemplary child as usual.

"That's Tristan again?" my question was blocking the way to his private room. Without answering, he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand, then just barged into his room. I turned around and continued, "She will definitely continue to be like you. So, let me go to school tomorrow."

Sasha, who was about to pull the doorknob, turned her head. "Don't I say I can't ..."

"No." I interrupted. "I want to go to school tomorrow. Keep this a secret to both your parents. Anyway, I'm fine for strenuous activity."

"Lia ..."

"Sasha," I interrupted again. "He won't stop beating you if I don't rebuke him directly. Do you want to keep fighting like this?"

Remembering to me how brutal Tristan hit Sasha first and probably not much different from now. She should have kept up the attitude of knowing I was married to Sasha, unlike Hana who thought we had been dating out of bounds.

In the end, the next day I actually went to school which of course Sasha clung to me just in case. Actually, his attitude was quite exaggerated, but it was fine.

Upon the arrival of the two of us in class, suddenly a fist flew towards him until it slammed backwards. The perpetrator of the action is certainly Tristan and I immediately squealed his name until he did the sculpting.

"Lia, are you okay?" tanyanya was so worried while holding both of my shoulders. "Every day, I get so nervous because of you!"

"Stop it," I scowled and helped Sasha get up. "I don't like your actions at all, Tantan." I spoke to Sasha, "You okay?"

"Yes, for a few days it was treated like this, that's okay" Sasha quipped in a glance at Tristan.

"Don't repeat this again if we're still friends" I told Tristan without looking at him.

Tristan stared in seeing me rise with Sasha, then sit on each bench in a bad mood. I wish, I thought that I could make him stop hurting Sasha.

"Lia ..." Hana called me grimly. "What do I know, it's true?"

I know what it means, about my stomach. I gave her a smile and her face looked clouded. It was disappointing, but I didn't know how to respond.

During the course of the study, my brain was less focused on paying attention to each teacher's explanation. Occasionally, play a pencil by placing it between the nose and lips, or play an eraser and arrange it until it becomes a pyramid. I even just realized that it has a lot of backup erasers. Until finally, I didn't realize that the break had been reminded by Sasha and we went to the cafeteria together.

"I brought you provisions" he said, showing a small box in front of me.

Confused, I asked, "In the cafeteria there's a lot of food, why bother bringing supplies?"

"Your daughter needs to be looked after."

"Why is that? Was I too thin to say that?" I look at the whole body. "It seems .. yes."

"I mean ..."

Sasha's words were cut off when a hand pulled my hand. Suddenly, we both look back and finally caught Tristan looking at me closely.

"We need to talk, Lia." His face displayed a seriousness without a single hint of joy. "Please."

Sasha grabbed Tristan by the wrist, coding to release my hand. "Speak quickly."

"I just want to talk alone" Tristan replied with hostile eyes.

Suddenly, I took both of their hands off of me. "Alright," I said to Tristan, then looked at Sasha, "I want to talk to her for a moment. Wait for me in the cafeteria."

Finally, Tristan and I went to a fairly small corridor where not many children passed by. For a split second, he just fell silent, like preparing the words to be issued.

"What's? Hurry up and say it," I said impatiently.

"You're being so mean to me." His eyes glazed over and began to look down. "Looking at you defending Sasha, it seems like your relationship is fine."

"It's perfectly fine" I said. "Nothing to say anymore? Then I'll go ..."

When I turned around to leave, a hand curled up on my shoulder and made me stop.

"I ... What am I lacking, Lia? Until now, won't you accept my love? In fact, I still accept you even in this condition," Tristan said near my ear. His voice sounded in sadness, but I felt no pity at all.

"Release, Tantan. If there are people, then there will be misunderstandings."

Immediately I jerked myself and managed to escape.

"It's not because of you? You mean .. ah right. Your brain is broken, huh?" I scorned with uncontrollable anger.

"My brain's been broken from liking you." His hands were stretched out towards me and smiled. "Are you not willing to accept my love? Everything I do for you, can't it be reciprocated with your affection?"

Irritatingly. I know if she likes me, but my heart is not accepting of her love at all and cannot be forced either.

"I always get what I want. Whatever it is," he continued with both eyebrows raised. "But you're the only one I can't get. Please, Lia, fulfill my wish to get you."

My forehead shrinks. "What do you mean by getting me?"

"Everything ..your love, your affection, your compassion .... even your body ..."

THE PLAQUE!

My hand automatically slapped him after hearing the worst speech I had ever heard. It was disappointing, my dear old friend, to now behave so impudently in front of me.

"Crazy .." I muttered with a shuffle of my head and walked backwards.

"Do you know, Lia? The girls who have bullied you have taught me a lesson until it is deformed" he said by stroking the former slap. "In fact, I was willing to threaten and kill one of my father's subordinates so that I could accompany you in this uneasy country."

My eyes began to grow in shock.

"Then the bastard named Ricky who once defiled you was. I've cleaned it up with my own hands. Ironic, right?"

"What?" I started refusing to believe. "Don't make it up!"

"If I wanted to, I could've gotten rid of your fucking husband" she said. "But, it will inevitably lead to a severe cry from you due to the loss of useless things. I don't want to see you sad, so that's why I'm pining my intentions about it."

Teenagers seem to think like psychopaths. I really hadn't thought of it all this time.

"Do I have to use the threat method to get you?" His face was clear, but not natural. "However, it was a forced deed and I didn't like insincerity."

"I'm only sincere in making friends with you," as I hurriedly with a stern face. "Remember your limits, Tantan. Don't think outside the brain!"

He's laughing a little. "Loving you always makes me think outside the brain, Lia!"

"No, it's not love!" sergeant rush. "It's obsession! You need a psychologist, not me!"

Now, I'm starting to get scared. However, I had to endure this feeling for the sake of not overloading my mind.

Both of his hands fell down after not getting a reply while being stretched out to expect a hug. Tristan brushed his front hair, then grabbed and put on a frustrated face.

"Obsession said? If I did, you would be doomed because of me, for sure" he said with a sad face.

Suddenly, someone was present and stood in front of me until it blocked my view with Tristan.

"sorry. I stole your chatter from the recesses of the walls in hiding" he said, Hana.

To be honest, I was more expecting Sasha's presence.

He started shaking and talking to Tristan. "Thank you for holding back your crazy thoughts in liking Lia so deeply. But, before you cross the line, surely I will become a hindrance."

"Do you know what you're saying?" Tristan put on a sour face in looking at Hana.

"Whatever I catch from your words all, I still side with Lia to keep you away who is clearly clapping one hand," said Hana who was the same fate as her interlocutor. "If you still want to be friends with my friend, take care of your attitude and think carefully."

Hana's head lowered and was probably remembering the same incident that happened to her.

"Let's go, Lia. It's good that Sasha didn't take you away. Otherwise, the quarrel will be present as before."

We both left and after going a long way, I tried to look back at the one where Tristan was looking up expressionlessly.

Does he reflect on his mistakes or plan to continue his forced feelings?

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