Psychopaths

#20

The day Laura was waiting for. His heart was racing, uncontrollably. He was nervous about getting married to Wil today. I want to scream and jump.

"Miss don't be nervous. I'm sure everything will go well!" Said his assistant while holding the woman's agitated shoulder.

"I can't believe this!"

"Must believe dong! The spirit!"

"Yes! Go Laura!" Laura said, cheering her up.

Laura, walking with her maid, saw Wil standing by the altar of the church. Her face was so dazzling, her sweet smile greeted Laura.

"Can't be nervous!" Laura said with passion. Laura made it through a stressful time in the church.

The beautiful reception becomes a nightmare when two lovers fight to play hands with each other.

There was a burning anger in Wil's eyes. Laura clasped the man's hand tightly. "Patience!" Said Laura while stroking the chest of Wil's field.

"Close your ears" he whispered.

"If you want to fight out there! Large field!!" Said Wil firmly. All the guests were shocked by Wil's words which were so sharp in their opinion.

"I don't want my wedding to be a nightmare just because of you! Out!!"

"The exit is there" Wil continued, pointing to the exit near the main door. Things are back to normal, everyone is enjoying the party.

"Cool," said his father while holding a glass filled with wine.

"Who invited you?"

"Your mother?"

"Sorry, baby, I'll tell you your papa wasn't invited." Her mother appeared from the other side and embraced Laura.

"Well, it's really bad to your own papa" said Laura. He laughed with his mother Wil.

"He's not my papa" replied Wil.

It was getting late, all the guests had already left the place. Wil and Laura have changed their clothes with more casual clothes.

"I'm so tired today! It feels like fainting!" Laura complained and immediately threw herself on the bed.

"You're pregnant again, understand" Wil said. He stretched out his muscles that felt stiff.

"Wait, what? My ears are in trouble!" Laura checked her audience. Sounds normal.

"Yes you are pregnant my dear, your gestational age is around..3 weeks?"

"God!? I should feel fat!" Said Laura with a sullen face.

"Don't that dong, ugly ah!" Wil said as he spread himself and began to close his eyes.

"Belgium!" Suddenly Laura felt nauseous. However, he did not have enough energy to go to the bathroom. His legs forced and accidentally slammed the bathroom door.

Wil was surprised and immediately opened his eyes. "You surprised me."

"Huh! I'm lemes, I'm dizzy" Laura said as her nausea subsided. He washed his face and dried it with a towel.

"Wil, I want a fruit salad," asked Laura with a clear face.

"Ra, it's 1 in the morning. You're asking me to obey your wishes?"

"I beg! It's a 'our son' request," said Laura, spoiled, tugging at Wil's clothes.

"Argh! Alright, alright! Just a minute."

Laura happily headed up to the bed. He took Wil's phone and was curious about its contents. "Unlocked? Interesting," he murmured at heart.

Looking at the content of the conversation, most of the content of the conversation that he did not understand. The album looks empty, there is only a photo camera. It's not up to 20 photos.

"I suspect this man is alive or not." Laura also saw the contents of her call log, very quiet she only called not up to 10 people.

"There's nothing there" Wil said with a bowl in his hand. Wil's cell phone accidentally falls out of Laura's grasp. Luckily the floor in the room was carpet.

"I didn't see your phone" Laura said. He took Wil's phone and threw it across the bed.

"Silly." Wil offered a bowl of fresh fruits at Laura's request.

"Thank you, my good husband," said Laura and directly devoured the fruits in the bowl.

Wil's phone vibrated, revealing an unknown contact number. Without thinking, Wil refused the call and immediately put his phone into the drawer.

"Why did you refuse? It hurts."

"Tomorrow I'll call back, if you remember." Wil climbed onto the bed and his head rested on Laura's shoulders.

"Marijuana," murmured Laura with a mouth filled with fruit.

"Say that again."

Laura put the bowl over the nightstand and kissed Wil's lips at a glance. "It's time to go to sleep" he said and fell asleep.

Wil clutched the wife's body. His eyes were open while looking out the window. "I wonder how your son will be?" Mumbled Wil.

"You'd better get some sleep" Laura said with her eyes closed.

"Yes yes." Wil kissed his wife's forehead and began to enter dreamland.

Wil woke up in a classroom. In view of his uniform, he was a son of Junior High. There was no one in the class.

He saw his old friend with an axe covered in blood. He dries up to Wil. His friend threw an axe in his hand and it beheaded Wil.

Wil's eyes opened for a moment. Cold sweat soaked his body, his breathing was wheezing. "Oh my God, what was my dream last night?"

Laura who was sitting on the sofa, in front of the bed, was shocked because her husband suddenly woke up. "You surprised me! Good thing I didn't choke."

"Yes, maybe if my dreams were worse I could have shouted." Wil broke down his body and stared at the plain white ceiling.

"What dream? Dong's story!"

"Son," said Wil, he immediately went from the bed to the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator and took the cold milk in the refrigerator.

"Master wants to eat?"

"Oh my God!"

"You startled me" Wil said and sipped cold milk straight from the box.

"Sorry sir."

"Make breakfast, anything and then take it to my room."

"But sir, the breakfast in the room wasn't good-"

"Just do it or I'll fire!" Said Wil with great emphasis.

"You don't like papa, son," Laura said as she walked down the stairs and stroked her stomach.

"Can't do that, can't he be from s--"

"Enough enough! I'd like to do some monthly shopping with the mbak. Drug 'papa'," said Laura with a big smile.

"Maybe I'm not well enough to marry that woman. I need to see a doctor."

Food arrived on the nightstand Wil. 2 minutes later he just touched the already cold sarapanya. Whatever the temperature of his meal, Wil ate only what was important to him was that his stomach was filled.

'Life is simple, not difficult'

Time has shown at 7pm. Wil came out in his black and white clothes and his favorite black hat.

"Tight guarding so I just take my prey home."

Wil walked casually through the throng of passersby. Her plaintiff took a small injection containing the anesthetic. Her cries quickly thrust the needle into her victim's neck.

On the other side. Laura and her maid are still walking around the mall looking at baby gear.

"His Funny! I want a boy to do it anyway" Laura said, looking at baby clothes for boys.

"Women are also cute, miss," said her maid while fumbling for a baby girl's clothes. "So soft."

"Yes, yes" said Laura.

A middle-aged woman screamed suddenly. He panicked his son disappeared from his side. "GABY? WHERE ARE YOU, SON?" The screech.

"Kasian, his son is missing" Laura said. He wanted to approach the woman and calm her down, but he did not understand their language.

"Miss, it's night. We better go home."

"REally!?" Laura looked at her watch. Right, it's 8 p.m. Laura finally went home with her maid.

At Laura's house, she searches for Wil, her husband. However, nil. He didn't find the man anywhere but the basement.

"I'm really interested in ba--"

"well" he said in his heart. He saw Wil torturing a child by slashing his little fingers. The boy screamed in pain and begged Wil to stop.

"Shut up! Or do you want to be like them?"

Laura lowered her head and looked at what Wil had pointed at with her knife.

"Geez!" Screeched Laura and instantly covered her mouth and froze on the spot.

Wil glanced at Laura and like there was a white flash in Wil's eyes, his eyes were flaming red. "Until you call the police, watch out."

"You're doing it wrong Wil!"

The man stabbed his knife in the crown of the little boy to the base of the knife. "Wrong, you think it's because you're a village woman!" Wil pulled the knife out of the poor boy's head. To die in vain at the hands of cold-handed men.

Wil stood up and walked over to Laura. "Don't come any closer" Laura said. He walked backwards to avoid Wil.

"Don't avoid dong, dear****." Wil reached Laura's hand and kissed the woman's back.

"I don't want to get close to a killer! Let go of my hands!"

"Well, if you report to the police you'll join them, okay?"

"You have the heart to kill your own child?"

"Sure, why not? I'm gonna take a shower."

"Basic has no heart!"

"Oh? I don't even feel like I have a soul." Wil waited for a smile and continued his journey to the bathroom.

"Yes God. Was my choice right to marry Wil?" Laura wondered in her bath. He hoped Wil would change.